Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1856-08-06

is still living and has acquired great reputation by his
/ verses INTENDED to get volume, but | found /
would have to make particular study Of the Ian uage
in order to read it, so different is it from French.
The people of this country are strongly attached to
their native SOIL and wholly destitute of the spirit Of
emigration; indeed strong is this feeling that was
told Of several instances in which young men. who
had been drafted int the army, had sold every thing
10 raise 200 frs pay substitute in order to escape
the five years service. They generally we'll
dressed. They live in stone cottages. and whenever
mre, them in the rinyards never failed to remark
basket under the hedge. from which projected, one
side hnttle and the other, loaf of bread cu in
half and enclosing good sized chnnk uf salt pork
Leaving Toulouse, of which have befnre spoken
at eleven in the mnrnin l descended fr"m the dill
gence at n =. NJ. at Carrassonne, notwithstanding
pressing invitation from the Conductpur to ride with
him TO Perpignan, on the borders OF Spain. which we
wonld have reached at ten he next mt rning. and
where he assured me I would find abundance Of fine
cherries. straw. berries, and good wine The next
morning occnpied myaef for hour or two in walk
ing over The old town of Carcassonne, about mile
distant from the modern town. and situated on high
hill, commanding view of the snow covered Pyrr-
nses The history of this old fortress is singular j.
was first huii by the Romans who rnised here TEN.
ple 10 Apollo. After them succeeded III. Visgoil's,
who were in turn replaced by the Saracens Charlie
magne drove out the Sararens and in the llth cen.
rry the Free Masons erected Catholic Church. il
participated IN the struggles of the Ahieenses ami
these early refrrmers of the church were driven oti
hy Simon de Mnntlort, who condemned 400 Of then
to be burnt After the nqnisition had eradca'ed the
hpresy, Carcassonne experienced no new religions
revolution until the French revolution. when thr
church was dedicated to the Goddess of Reason.
In visiting the churches of France, the traveller is
frequently arrested by observing an empty niche. ("
defaced wall, broken statue, or a tomb (wheher he
visit the cypts Of ST. Dennis where reposed the ashes
If The French Kings from Clovis to Lnuis Nv, or thu
most obscure country grave yard) which has her''
wrenched open and robbed oft cnmirnts. And if H.
asks his gulde who did thai, the answer is. the r..
vouiionlsts-lhe worshippers of the Goddess of Rea
son Let those who would reduce Religion to Ration
.lsm, weigh well The terrible events Of the epoch &"
The worship of this Goddess.
The same day hired n cabriolet to carry me 10
Narhonne. about 40 miles distant Although ihr
weather was extremely cold, was surprised to fin"
ur road lined with olive and almond trees, the latter
we're full of fruit which resemhIed in appearances a,
-izr, yonng peaches in The month of Nay. The tre'
toge,her IS the fac-simile of the peach, and see
r-ason why you slonld have of almond Tree.
u the orchard at T., or, what wonld he better still
row of olive trees. In the fields | also observed
lmong the wheat aud elsewhere. an immense numbr'
f wild poppy flowers, which first noticed at r"n
use, and which have followed me all the way roun
~ MarsriIle. TO Lyons. Here TOO, the mulberry. fu
tn sk.wurm, begins to make lts appearance, and
u approached ile Rhone, encountered numrron'
-r,urds Of them. That night, at une o'clnck. t"k
he MALE puste for Montpelier, which reached tn
next morning at seven. So rejoiced "aS I, in reac'
g once mure the country of railroads, that LOST NJ
i'm. in taking my ticket for Nrimes. The c"un,rl
from the Mediterranean 10 Bordeaux is travelled by
anal which enters the Garonne some 40 miles above
he city. Also, the way along the rnad, saw the
.nbankment ofihe railroad which will be comPrlr;
rom Montpelier 10 Bordeaur, in two years. Europ
20 years behind America in railruads-,hat is AS
regards their number; in quality t European is murh
.uperior. Everywhere there is double track, an
the roads are walled or hetsed in, and faced will
.ravel and stones 10 ohviate the dust, from which
travellers suffer so much in country. From Nj
mes I went to Avignon, and resting only an huur,
touk cabiroet to perfarm pilgrimage of some lS
miles, to the fountain of the Sorgue tSugere la th-
valley Of VaucIuse Wallis Clausa) 10 render h"mage
10 the memories Of Petrarch and Laura. When We
We're still some miles distant the driver called my
attention TO an mmensc funnel.shaped cavity in The
side Of the mountain, al The hotom OF which, he told
me, would find he celebrated fuuntain the source
"f tho swift greencolored stream. along whose hanks
We were driving. II was towards evening when
reached the little hotel. in the centre of the gorge,
hut in on all sides the narrow entrance through
which We came, by prrcipicrs. descended shirer.
ing with cold, from The voilure, and to"k my path
along the stream, a short turn in which brought me
face to face with The w.inountan torrent dashng
down in fuaming cascade frtm The hare face OF the
ruck. few hundred yards and soud by the side
of spring SOME feet in diameter, and concealed
by the rocks that you du not it until you stand
upon its edge. As turned my eyes from the noisy
cataract to its sill source Of unialhumed DEPTH with
glossy surface, ubrukrn by ripple, save on the very
edge where dash down with numbering rspidity,
70 course away among The green Fl Ids OF Provence
md 10 the overhangng MOSES of bare rock that seem
rady to fall and cluse forever the exit 10 this wild
arhueuI force that comes wting out frum the Very
itrnils Of the earth, feeling of errur made me re.
:,iI. The next instant had clamhered upon rock
.at overliang. tn. spring, and emnrt csd in single
up d'oeil the winding gorge that comes leading up
the fall.
sat there and smnked my cigar and thought Of II
zoe, and his solilude-nf the April morning when he
irst saw Laura enter he Church Of ST. Claire, and Of
lie IS Years Of unparalleled love, Of what Socra es
aye of this e-ng in the divine dialogues Of the Phea.
iron and the Banquet, and Of how like The poets soul
vas this Deep silent source, and the bounding stream
nat left its lips to refresh the distant prairies and
ring flowers and fruil-how like his thoughts pour.
ng uul in verse-himself, the gluomy remMe moun-
lin gorge, listening the murmurings OF his le's
.nrrent don't know what I'd have thought of next,
when was startled by hearing the stones rolling be-
NV me, and louking round, saw miserable little
laarf hiieous even for dwarf, brgging me for aims
aung the end of my cigar into the Sorgue, and re-
aemberng lh.. mountain trout, and cells, and The
lw.G.l which the gond Iand-lady Of The Auhrrge
rad promised me for dinner, descended quickly and
aads my way to the huel. No soonrr had cum.
n.nced my dinner than a ray Of light burst in upon
The story Of Laura and Petrart h is all fable.
He. good man, frrquened this delicious spot, moi 10
Igh over unhappy passion, but to enjoy the deli
caces Of cells, trout, and .i.h He was fond Of
company ut meal times, feeling peculiarly strong in
m, as You will see from the stress he lays upnn it In
is letter to posterity. Laura udy who lived in The