Everybody was asked to the fetes of the marriage.Garlands and triumphal arches were hung across the road to welcome the young bride. The great Saint Michael's Fountain ran with uncommonly sour wine,while that in the Artillery Place frothed with beer. The great waters played; and poles were put up in the park and gardens for the happy peasantry, which they might climb at their leisure, carrying off watches, silver forks, prize sausages hung with pink ribbon, &c.,at the top. Georgy got one, wrenching it off, having swarmed up the pole to the delight of the spectators,and sliding down with the rapidity of a fall of water.But it was for the glory's sake merely. The boy gave the sausage to a peasant, who had very nearly seized it,and stood at the foot of the mast, blubbering, because he was unsuccessful.