I went with some friends for the purpose of shooting to a mountain in the arrondissiment of nantua, in the canton known as plan d'Hotonne, where we were about to commence the day's work under a brighter sun than any Parisian badaud ever saw.
"The Physiology of Taste"
Brillat Savarin
The travelling-carriage had stopped at a village on the way from Lyons to Geneva, between which places there was then no railway; a village now nameless to me and which was not yet nantua, in the Jura, where we were to spend the night.
"A Small Boy and Others"
Henry James
My route, marked out for me beforehand by experienced Jurassiens, lay by way of Champagnole and Morez to St. Claude, the ancient little bishopric in the heart of the Jura highlands, thence to nantua, thus zig-zagging right through the country.
"Holidays in Eastern France"
Matilda Betham-Edwards