The article below was published in the weekly newspaper L'Echo de la Lys, Aire-sur-la-Lys, Pas-de-Calais, France, page 2, on October 29, 1954.
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Last week, as I inspected the hamlets with a spyglass, I had the attention drawn by an unusual and truly exceptional crowd in this deserted place.
Information taken, here is the cause:
A MARTIAN ???? -- There were a few moments of emotion last Thursday, at the place called "the meadows of Agathe", among the people busy in the fields.
A young girl who worked on the beet grubbing was very intrigued by an armed man, with whimsical looks, who seemed to be hiding behind a silo, watching for who knows what...
With infinite precautions and Sioux ruses - since there are so many flying saucers we always fear to be nose to nose with a "marsuin", if however the Martians have a nose - people from the neighborhood approached the silo... from which came were abnormal noises...
But they only found a hunter there who was not at all belligerent. Undoubtedly broken with fatigue after having crossed the fields (which requires repeated and exhausting efforts to pluck the feet from the wet clay), he slept with closed fist and snored with the sleep of the just...
The Martian-hunter - an honorable city dweller - was the first to laugh at the intense emotion he had unintentionally aroused!
We were not told if he joined his dwelling by crossing the fields again or by following the road - along which there are, fortunately, ... oases of freshness.
THE WATCHER
