Kate Chopin wrote, in 1894, "The
summer night was hot and still; not a ripple of air swept over the marais. Yonder, across Bayou St. John, lights twinkled
here and there in the darkness, and in the dark sky above a few stars were blinking. A lugger that had come out of the lake
was moving with slow, lazy motion down the bayou. A man in the boat was singing a song." From La Belle Zoraide. (Courtesy
New Orleans Public Library.)
"One afternoon he took her out to the lake
end. She had been there once, some years before, but in winter, so the trip was comparatively new and strange to her. The
large expanse of water studded with pleasure-boats, the sight of children playing merrily along the grassy palisades, the
music, all enchanted her.” Chopin again, in 1897 in A Night in Acadie. Kate Chopin added in 1894, “The days and
the nights were very lonely for Madame Delisle. Gustave, her husband, was away yonder in Virginia somewhere, with Beauregard,
and she was here in the old house on Bayou St. John, alone…” (from A Night in Acadie).
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