It was the day I came here. I had caught the Beaucaire stage-coach, an old ramshackle conveyance which hasn't a long way to go before it finds its final home, but which dawdles along the roads in order to look as if it has come a long distance when it arrives in the evening.

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It was the day I came here. I had caught the Beaucaire stage-coach, an old ramshackle conveyance which hasn't a long way to go before it finds its final home, but which dawdles along the roads in order to look as if it has come a long distance when it arrives in the evening.

Edward Ardizzone (1900-1979)

Price

£1,750

Signed

Inscribed 'The Beau-Caire Stage-Coach' below mount

Medium

Ink

Dimensions

7 ½ x 6 ½ inches

Illustrated

Alphonse Daudet, Letters from my Windmill, London: Penguin Books, 1978, page 53, 'The Beaucaire Stage-Coach'

Exhibited

'The Human Touch: The Art of Edward Ardizzone', Chris Beetles Gallery, London, April-May 2025

'At that moment, the coach stopped. We were at the farm of Les Anglores. It was here the two men from Beaucarie got off, and I assure you I didn’t try to detain them…yes, he enjoyed teasing people, that baker! We could hear him still laughing when he was inside the farmyard.' page 52

Mounted

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