to the life, especially during the first announcement of it; he had desired two years, spent as they were in the and still desired to lead a life worthy society of other young men of his of a man born to immortality ; but in own age, all busily employed in learn- moments of bitterness he would feel ing the different languages which were that he could have done his duty better to be of use, and when not thus en- had he never met Lady Evelyn Saugaged, in pastimes and amusements; terne. he might not even have minded the And yet he kuew in the depths of his monotony which followed, when he had soul that he could not. He had learned been seut off to administer justice in what had he not learned from that a remote village where lonely days, one deep draught of pure love ? It months, and years glided by almost un- softened and mellowed every rugged relieved by any variety.

point in his resolute nature ; it imBut that one week in England had planted purer and nobler aspirations changed the aspect of all. As many in his breast; it pointed to another will understand, it was not so much the goal than that of mere worldly success reality, as the hot glamour cast over it for his ambition ; it added years to his by the boy's owu excited imagination, youth. which played such havoc with his blood. No one in his own home ever knew We know how it had all worked out. what made Barty's letters so different We can divine the rest.

from those which it had been expected In lonely mountain tracks, on long, he would write. Instead of rattling acsolitary expeditions, in the hush of counts of gaieties, belles, flirtations night, in the first gleams of breaking or of what was perhaps more in Barday, he would see it all again — the last ty's line, fresh “

as the result scene oftenest. Often and often he of indomitable energy and hard work woke with the light waltz tune throb- – there was a quiet, matter-of-fact bing in his ears. He saw himself pass- sobriety and an underlying earnestness ing dowu the broad staircase, felt the of tone in the details of his daily life, touch of a hand upon his shoulder which sometimes caused the narrative his cousin Reggie's, Reggie had volun- to be voted "slow" by his volatile teered to see him off — he heard the young brothers and sisters ; Barty congay music striking up afresh, and saw tent with simply doing his duty, and the couples pouring in from gallery and not aiming at brilliancy or distinction, corridor. He wondered where Evelyn was a new thing.

Those, however, who went to see Again, he was with Evelyu in the young Allerton in his novel sphere faintly glimmering conservatory. He he was at a remote station, far away heard the sobbing, and felt the little from any city or town, but still he did hand in his drenched with tears. She occasionally have a visitor — those, we gave him the flowers she wore (here say, who now and then looked him up, he would take them from his bosom and partook of his hospitality, were and press them to his lips), he poured wonderfully charmed with their host, forth his heart, unchecked, uudis- and he made more friends than he had turbed, and he kissed her wet cheek. ever done before. He had not been

Sometimes he wondered how an particularly popular in boyhood; he overruling Providence could have dealt had been too self-engrossed ; too keen so cruelly with him as to have let his on pressing forward and upward ; too fresh-won laurels be thus crushed so certain that all which was worth the quickly and unsparingly; for Barty winning in life was to be had, provided

a religiously brought-up young fame and fortune were won. man, and believed in God, after a But one and all went away from the simple, straightforward fashion. He solitary little station thinking what a had thanked God on his knees for his good fellow Barty Allerton was !

How success on the night which followed the lawfully kind, and friendly, and unas


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suming! How anxious to make things | tude, and also to face another quarter pleasant! It was rather rough on him not that in which his companion sat. surely to be planted down in such a “I am a great chum of a chum of hers “beastly hole!"

fact is, I'm going to be married to a Yet no one ever heard a complaint girl you never heard of, but who is the of the “ beastly hole.” Only after a bosom friend of Lady Evelyn Sauterne. light-hearted traveller had departed, What do you think this girl of mine and Barty had him off, and said to me the other day? She said, watched him riding briskly back to Go and fetch Barty Allerton home. happier hunting-grounds, he would Tell him to pack up his traps and sometimes turn round with a sigh, and tramp for England. D’ye take me ?think for a moment of the day when “N – no,” faintly. he saw his name posted up 66 First” on

“No ? I'll put it plainer then. The the walls of Burlington House.

Allertons at home can't make anything Five, six, seven years passed. of that job you wot of. Evelyn SauA friend arrived one day unexpect- terne is her own mistress now, and can edly at the station. He had been there do as she pleases, and marry whom she not very long before, and had taken a chooses ; and she won't have Reggie fancy to Barty, and Barty to him ; at any price ; says he's a drivelling wherefore the solitary resident re- idiot - as good as says it. Says joiced, made a little feast, brightened there's only one man of the Allerton up his spirits which were at a low ebb family she — well you can guess the at the moment, and asked for English rest. You know pretty much who the

one man’ is ; and you can divine "I can tell you one piece of English what that man had better do news,” observed his friend, looking Eh ?" looking round. " Eh! Oh, I somewhat keenly at him, “that will say! Poor fellow ! This comes of put a little color into those thin cheeks living alone, you know. I told you of yours, or I am mistaken. I think you had better go home. And the long I'll keep it till after dinner. What and the short of it is I am come to take have you been doing to yourself ? You you. I am not going to let you out of don't look half as fit as when I was my sight till I see you on the shores of here before — and you were nothing to Old England. Couldn't face Muriel if boast of then."

I did. She gave me the tip, and I tell “Oh-I-I suppose I have run you she got it straight from headquardown a bit,” said Barty quietly. “It's ters. My orders were to find you out, the hot weather. And I have been and if you were still of the same mind seedy. I shall be all right again by in regard to Lady Evelyn as when you and by.”

came out

and of course I knew you “You won't, if you stop here much were, for hadn't you told me ? — I was longer," said his friend abruptly. to take you by the shoulder and say,

A faint smile on Barty's part; he Right about face ; home by the next had got to stop ; what was the use of steamer !! So now, old chap, pull saying more?

yourself together; do — there's a good "You don't ask for my news,” pur- chap! And if we haven't two wedsued the speaker. “I must give it dings this spring without demand, then. Look here,

And they had. when I was here last you told me about And Barty egan to grow young some one, you know."

again ; and his life was once more all Barty nodded. He had. In a mo- Alooded with sunshine ; but in the ment of great and sore hunger for sym- depths of his humble, happy heart he pathy he had let his secret be drawn never grudged the experience which he from him.

was wont to think had taught him all “It's about her,” said his friend, he ever knew. turning round to secure a fresh atti


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From Temple Bar. the gauntlet of the garde-pêche, who IN THE VALLEY OF THE VÉZÈRE.

lives close by. The poor ragamuffin I Pass from one valley to another in has been out all night, wading in the this sunny Périgord — land of memory- streams, and his wife, who looks, if haunted ruins, captivating romance, possible, more eager and hungry than and still more captivating truffles ; but himself, is waiting near, keeping watch. wherever I wander I have the rocks He offers his crayfish for three sous the near me, flashing their entire naked- dozen, and I buy them of him without ness under the blue sky, or drawing feeling that respect for the law and the about their flanks a draping of foliage, spawning season which I know I ought which is light or sombre as the leaves to have. But I have suffered a good of oak or ilex, box or hazel, juniper or deal from bad example. There was a sumach, may dwell upon the note that procureur de la république not far rules both color and feeling.

from here the other day, and the first I am now at Les Eyzies, in the val- thing he asked for at the hotel was ley of the Vézère ; a paradise of excep- fish. tional richness to the scientific bone Presently the other man the one I and flint grubber on account of the am waiting for — shows himself. He very marked predilection shown for it is a leau old soldier of the Empire, with by the men of the Stone Age, polished a white moustache, kept short and stiff and unpolished. It is about five in the like a nail-brush. He is still active, and morning, and the woods along the cliffs if he has any disease he is in happy are just beginning to catch the pale fire ignorance of it; nevertheless, he conof the rising sun. Just outside my fides to me that it is in the legs that he open window are about twenty chick- begins to feel his seventy-two years. ens in the charge of two mother hens, His face has a very startling appearand as they have not been long awake ance. It is so scratched and torn that they do their utmost to make a noise in it makes me think of the man of the the world like other creatures that are nursery rhyme who jumped into the empty. As soon as the neighbor's quickset-hedge ; and as it turns out, door is open they enter in a body, and this one was just such another, only march towards the kitchen. A female his movement was involuntary. He voice is heard to address something tells me how he came to be so disfigsharply to them in patois ; there is a ured. He was coming honie with some scuffle in the passage, and all the chick- cronies, at a late hour, from one of ens scream together as they rush be- those Friendly Society meetings which fore the broom into the road. This is in France, as in England, move the how the village day opens.

bottle as well as the soul, when, owing I am waiting for a man who has un- to an irregularity of the road for which dertaken to show me some caverns in he was in no way to blame, he took an the neighboring rocks. Meanwhile, unintentional dive down a very steep another comes along and makes myste- bank, at the bottom of which was a rious sigus to me from the road. He dense forest of brambles. As he was is barefoot and ragged, and does not quite unable to extricate himself, his look as if he had a taste for regular companions, after a consultation, dework, but rather as if he belonged to cided to haul him up by the legs; and the somewhat numerous class who live it was to this manner of being rescued by expedients and have representatives that he attributed most of the damage in all ranks of society. He has a small done to his ears. sack in his hand, to which he points We passed under the ruined castle while he addresses me in patois. I tell of Les Eyzies, which was never very him to come in. The sack contains large, because the shelf of rock on crayfish, and now I know the reason of which it was built would not have adhis mysterious air, for all fishing is pro- mitted of this ; but it must bave been hibited at this time, and he is running very conveniently situated for the ra





pacious noble who, according to the feels at such mutilation of the water's tradition, at one time lived there beautiful work destroys the pleasure and tormented the inhabitants of the that one would otherwise derive from surrounding region. Architecturally these caves in the limestone. the ruin is unimportant; but it is very A visit, however, to the now celepicturesque, with the overleaning rock brated cavern known as the Grotte de above, and the clustered roofs below. Granville repaid me for the trouble of The village is continued up the marshy reaching it. It lies a few miles to the valley of the Beine, which here joins north of Les Eyzies, in the midst of that of the Vézère. In the face of very wild and barren country. From the overleaning rocks are orifices that any one of the heights the landscape strike the attention at once by their ou every side is seen to be composed of shape, which distinguishes them from hills covered with dark forest and sepnatural caverns. They have been all arated by narrow valleys. Here and fashioned like common doors or win-there the white rock stands out from dows the rectangular principle, the enveloping woods of oak, ilex, and which proves that they are the artificial chestnut, or the arid slope shows its openings of human dwellings. The waste of stones, whose nakedness the men who made their homes in the side dry lavender vainly tries to cover with of the precipice, and who cut the rock a light mantle of blue-grey tufts. It is to suit their needs, must have let them- these sterile places which yield the selves down from the top by means of best truffes of Périgord. One has to a rope. To what age these Troglodytes climb or descend a steep wooded hill to belonged, nobody knows, but it is not reach the cavern, for the entrance is doubted that they came after the flint on the side of it. The métayer acts as working savages, whose implements guide, and liis services are indispenare found in the natural caverns and sable, for there are few subterranean shelters near the ground.

labyrinths so extensive and so puzzling We continued up the valley of the as this. . Beüne. The banks under the rocks Although the principal gallery is were starred with primroses, and from barely a mile in length, there are so the rocks themselves there hung with many ramifications that one may walk cotoneaster the large and graceful white for hours without making a complete blossoms of that limestone-loving shrub exploration of the dædalian corridors, the amelanchier. In the centre of the even with the help of the guide. With valley stretched the marsh, flaming sufficient string to lay down and candles gold with flags and caltha, and dotted to light him, a stranger might enter with white valerian. The green frogs these depths alone and come to no leaped into the pools and runnels, bury- harm, but if he despised the string and ing themselves in the mud at the shock trusted to his memory he would soon of a footstep ; but the tadpoles sported have reason to wish that he had rerecklessly in the sunny water, for as mained on the surface of the earth, yet their legs as well as their troubles where, if he lost himself, there would were to come. I confess that this long be fellow-creatures to help him. Now morass by the sparkling Beüne, fre- with the sticky and tenacious clay tryquented by the heron, the snipe, the ing to pull off his boots at every step, water-hen, and other creatures that seek now walking like a monkey on hands the solitude, interested me more than and feet to keep his head from contact the caverns which I had set out to see. with the rock, he would grow weary I nevertheless followed the old man after an hour or so and begin to wish into them, and tried to admire all that to go home, or, at any rate, to the he showed me; but there was not a hotel ; but the more his desire to see stalactite six inches long the end of daylight again took shape and clearness, which had not been knocked off with a the more bewildered he would become, stick or stone. The anger that one land farther and farther he would probé

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ably wander from the small opening in action of air, frost, and water. While the side of the hill. Thus he might at members of learned societies discuss length hear the moan of water, and if such questions with upturned noses, a it did not scare him he would see by rock above them will sometimes be the glimmer of his solitary candle the unable to keep its own countenance, gleam of a stream rushing madly along, but, simulating without flattery one of then plunging deeper into the earth, to the human visages below, will wear an reappear nobody knows where. This expression of humor fiendish enonghi cavern offers little of the beauty of to startle the least superstitious of stalactite and stalagmite ; but the roof men. in many places has a very curious and Upon the lower part of my rock is fantastic appearance derived from lay- hanging the wild rose in flower, and er's of Aints embedded in the solid above it is a patch of grass that is limestone and exposed to view by the already brown, although we are in the disintegration of the rock or the wash- first week of May ; then upon a higher ing action of water. They can be best grass-grown steep is a solitary ilex, likened to the gnarled and brown roots looking more worthy of a classic repuof old trees, but they take all manner tation than many others of its race. of fanciful forms.

Ils trunk appears to rise above the The little house in which I am living uppermost ridge of bare rock, and the stands almost on the spot where some outspread branches with the sombre particularly precious skeletons, attrib- yet glittering foliage are marked against uted to prehistoric men and women, the sky that is blue like the bluebell, were dug up about twenty years ago, as motionless as if they had been fixed when the late Mr. Christy was here there by heat, like a painted tree on busily disturbing the soil that had been porcelain. allowed to remain unmoved for ages. On the other side of the house is a The over-leaning rock, which is sep- small balcony that looks upon the road, arated from my temporary home only the peaceful valley, and the darkly by a few yards, probably afforded shel- wooded cliffs just beyond the Vézère. ter to generations of those degraded During the brief twilight - the twilight human beings from whom the anthro- of the South, that lays suddenly and pologist who puts no bridle on his hobby- almost without warning a rosy kiss horse is pleased to claim descent. Near upon the river and the reedy pool — I the base is one of those symmetrically sometimes watch from the balcony thie scooped-out bollows which are such a barefooted children of the neighbors striking peculiarity of the formation playing upon the white road. Poor here, and which suggest to the irrev- village children! As soon as a wanerent that a cheese-taster of prehistoric derer gets to know them, he leaves dimensions must have been brought to them never to see them again. Living bear upon the rocks when their con- in a great city is apt to dull the sensisistency was about the same as that of bility, and to close men up in themfresh gruyère. According to one theory selves. In a village you become they were washed out by the sea, that forcibly interested in surrounding hu. retired from the interior of Aquitaine manity, and enter into the lives and long before the iuteresting savages feelings of others. A young woman who made arrow-heads and skin-scrapers died yesterday in child-birth and was out of flints, and needles out of bone, buried to-day. Everybody felt as if the came to this valley and worked for M. awful shadow that descended upon the Lartet and Mr. Christy. Others say lonely house across the river had passed that the sea had nothing to do with close to him and her and left a chill in the fashioning of these hollows, but the heart. When the uncovered wagon that they were made by the breaking bearing the deal coffin wrapped in a and crumbling away of the more fri- sheet, and having at the head an upable parts of the limestone under the right cross of flowers and leaves that

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