<h3>MADAME DE PONTCHARTRAIN.</h3>
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ST SIMON.</p>
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the daughter of Maupeon, president of one of the Chambers of
Inquest, and, though far from being rich, was an acquisition to
Pontchartrain, who was farther. One could scarcely be more <i>plain</i> in
appearance than Madame; but then, to make up, she was a big woman, with
something of a grand air, which was not only imposing, but had a certain
refinement about it. No wife of a minister, or any other, possessed more
of the art of managing an establishment, of combining order with ease
and magnificence, of adroitly warding off inconveniences by looking
forward without showing solicitude, of making dignity harmonise with
politeness—a politeness so measured and advised as put all the world at
ease. She had a great deal of spirit, without any ambition to show it,
and a complaisance which was devoid of hollowness or duplicity. If she
happened to make a mistake, it was surprising with what quietness she
could repair the error; but she possessed also great good sense, which
enabled her to make a just estimate of people, and a general sagacity as
regards things and conduct, which few men of the time could boast of.
Every one wondered that a woman <i>de la robe</i>, who had never seen the
world but in Brittany, could in so short a time accommodate herself to
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the manners, spirit, and language of the court, becoming one of the best
counsellors which one could find in cases of difficulty. True, she had
too long imbibed the manners of the people not to show some small
evidence of the contagion; but then it was all but unnoticed amidst the
gallantry of a refined and charming spirit, which seemed always welling
naturally from its source, accompanied by such grace of action that
every one was delighted.</p>
<p>No person understood so well as Madame Pontchartrain the art of giving
f�tes. She had all the taste required, and all the invention, with a
sumptuosity, too, on all sides; yet she never gave without reason and a
good purpose, and she did all with an air perfectly simple and tranquil,
without forgetting her age, her place, her state, her modesty. She was
helpful to her relations; a trustworthy friend, effective, useful, true
in all points, and pure at heart; delicious in the freedom of the
country, dangerous at table in fixing you there, often very amusing
without saying a word out of joint; always gay, though sometimes not
exempt from humour. The virtue and the piety which she had exhibited
throughout all her life increased as her fortune increased. What she
gave in pensions well merited, what marriages she procured for poor
girls, what she did for poor nuns when well assured of their vocation,
what she deprived herself of to enable her to enable others to live,
will never be known.</p>
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