Many thanks to Dani, of A work in Progress, for giving me the idea of this post on Gabrielle's early years with her wet nurse, Mamé Laborde. I know, I was supposed to post about Dressing for Court, but this one relates more directly to Return to Fontfreyde, which was the last published in this series. Dressing for Court will be posted next week.



My heroine spent the first years of her life in a cottage similar to the one depicted here by Boilly. She shared a single room with Mamé Laborde and her five sons, only separated from the family's sheep by a thin partition.

As for the exterior, the cottage would have looked like the photograph to your right, except that the roof would have been thatched. The shutters, as here, would have closed, except in warm, sunny weather. Poor people could not afford window panes, so shutters provided the only protection against the rain, snow and cold. The cottage would have been very dark most of the time.

Some of my readers were surprised to learn that a daughter of the nobility would be sent for years to the care of a wet nurse. It was in fact standard practice, though attitudes were slowly evolving under the influence of Rousseau's ideas, and parents were beginning to take more of an interest in their young children.

The only unusual thing about Gabrielle is that she stays with her nurse until the age of six, when she is sent to the Convent of the Benedictines in Vic to receive the rudiments of an education. Most children would have been retrieved by their families when they were weaned, at the age of two or three.

I do believe that life with Mamé Laborde is a positive experience for Gabrielle. As the only girl in a family of five boys, she learns to fend for herself. She owes these early years the ability to relate to people who are deemed socially her inferiors, and this experience serves as a preparation for the frugal lifestyle she will know during the Revolution.

Indeed Gabrielle dwells fondly on those childhood memories, in particular those relating to her beloved frère de lait (milk brother) Jacques. He is the one who holds her hand for comfort when, as children, they are made to attend the hanging of a thief. One summer day, he twines wild carnations into her braids.

"Since infancy," writes Gabrielle, "we had played in the snow in winter and in the freshly cut hay during the long days of June. We had slipped away together to bathe and fish trout by hand in the Cère River."

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Prior posts in this series, in chronological order:

Return to Fontfreyde
The Salon of the Nobles
The Royal Chapel
The Queen's Bedchamber