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The Story of a Donkey

The Story of a Donkey

comtesse de Sophie Ségur

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The author of this book was the daughter of that Count Rostopchine who was governor of Moscow when it was burned in 1812, and Napoleon was obliged in consequence to make his disastrous retreat from that city. Born in 1799, Sophie de Rostopchine married, in 1821, the Count de Ségur, a son of one of the oldest and proudest families of France. She was a very accomplished and lovable person, and, as her writings attest, she was thoroughly in sympathy with the ways and feelings of children.

Dedication

TO MY PRESENT LITTLE MASTER, HARRY.

My Dear Little Master,

You have been kind to me, but you have spoken contemptuously of donkeys in general. I want you to know better what sort of animals donkeys really are, and so I have written for you this story of my life. You will see, my dear little Master, that we donkeys have been, and still are, often badly treated by human beings. We are often very nice indeed; but I must also confess that in my youth I sometimes behaved very badly, and you will see how I was punished for it, and how unhappy I was, and how at last I repented, and how at last my repentance changed me and gained for me the forgiveness of my friends and masters. So, when you have read my history, you won't say any more "as stupid as a donkey," or "as obstinate as a donkey," but "as sensible as a donkey," "as clever as a donkey," or "as gentle as a donkey."

Hee-haw! my dear little Master, hee-haw! I hope you will never be as I was when I was young.

I remain,

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Jean qui grogne et Jean qui rit

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Jean qui grogne et Jean qui rit est un ouvrage de la Comtesse de Ségur paru en 1865. Jean (qui rit) et Jeannot (qui grogne) sont deux cousins. Ils quittent la Bretagne pour aller travailler à Paris. Jean est d'un caractère agréable (heureux et compatissant) et cela lui attire l'estime et la sympathie de tous. Jeannot, quant à lui, malgré les bons conseils de son cousin et l'aide de deux protecteurs (M. Kersac et M. Abel qui l'aident pour faire plaisir à Jean), devient une véritable canaille, ce qui l'isole progressivement. L'auteur donne dans ce livre une image positive de la campagne en opposition à la grande ville corruptrice : « Mon dernier mot sur ce magnifique Paris : c'est qu'on doit être bien aise d'en être parti. Il y a du monde partout et on est seul partout. 'Chacun pour soi et Dieu pour tous', dit le proverbe , c'est plus vrai à Paris qu'ailleurs. » Elle y montre aussi que les choix de vie (vers le Bien ou vers le Mal) ne sont pas uniquement la conséquence de l'éducation : Jeannot, malgré la bienveillance de Jean et de Simon qui lui prêtent des habits, de M. Kersac qui lui confie son cheval, de M. Abel qui lui fournit 20 francs, choisira toujours la voie du Mal (il maltraite le cheval et tente d'escroquer Jean). Kersac dit de lui : « Rien n'y fera , c'est un être sans cœur, rien ne le touchera. » M. Abel conclut : « Que puis-je y faire ? Comment changer un cœur mauvais et ingrat ? » |Source Wikipédia|

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