The 30th, at evening, Madame arrived at Tremiciniere, at the house of the Countess de Charette, the sister-in-law of the famous Vendean chief.  July 1, she entered Bocage.  From there no more wide roads, no more cities of easy approach; bad ways, long distances without relays, obstacles of all sorts.  Clad in a green riding-habit, with a gray felt hat and a gauze veil, Madame galloped between Madame de la Rochejaquelein and Madame de Charette.  At her arrival at Saint Hilaire, the Marquis de Foresta, Prefect of La Vendec, said to her:  “Madame does not like phrases; La Vendee does not make them; it has but one sentiment and one cry to express it:  Long live the King!  Long live Madame!  Forever live the Bourbons!”

The peasants never wearied of admiring her intrepidity.  When her horse, excited by the cries and the beating of the drums, pranced and reared, they were heard to say:  “Oh! the brave little woman; she is not frightened.”  A villager exclaimed:  “I have never regretted my old father so much as today; one day like this would have repaid him for all the hardships he suffered.”

Madame passed the night at the Chateau of Lagrange, the property of the Marquis de Goulaine.  On entering her chamber she found by her bed a night-lamp, with this motto:  “Rest tranquilly; La Vendee is watching.”

On the 3d of July, she visited the Champ des Mattes, where in 1815 the Marquis Louis de La Rochejaquelein was killed at the head of the Vendeans in insurrection against Napoleon.  The same day she was at Bourbon-Vendee.  The 5th of July, at the crossing of the Quatre Chemins, in sight of the roads from Nantes, from Bourbon, from Saumur, and from La Rochelle, she laid the first stone of a monument to perpetuate the memory of the Vendean victories.  She returned afterward to the Chateau de Mesnard, the property of her first equerry, the one who traced so well the itinerary of her journey.  All the inhabitants of the bourg of Mesnard had taken part in the great Vendean war, and, their cure at their head, marched as far as Granville.  The mother of the first equerry, then a widow, and whose two sons were in the army of Conde, had followed her former peasants, with her daughter, and died at Lagrande at the time of the disastrous retreat.  Madame de la Rochejaquelein, in her Memoirs, speaks of the sad state in which she saw her.  In memory of so much devotion, Madame wished to open a bal champetre with a veteran of the bourg of Mesnard.

That night the Princess slept at the Chateau of Landebaudiere, belonging to Count Auguste de La Rochejaquelein.  Everywhere the villagers came to the gates of the chateaux to enlist in their joys as formerly they had enlisted in their combats,—­Lescure, La Rochejaquelein, d’Elbee, Charette.  The 6th, Madame visited the field of the battle of Torfou.  A former officer of the army of La Vendee, noting that she wore a green riding-habit, said to her:  “We were always attached to our uniform, but we cherish it more than ever to-day, when we see that we wear the colors of Madame.”  —­“Gentlemen,” replied the Princess, “I have adopted your uniform.”  She breakfasted in the open air, amid the Vendeans under arms.