Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1892-04-02
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You are going to Toulon! les!
Then you must see the mills OF OAR
DENIES. The omnibus leaves Saint
Pierre station every hour. On the
outskirts of the village the road runs
along the eastern base of the Faron.
To the right and left, the route is
frightened by gardens half roasted,
and by houses three quarters broil-
ed.
If / tell you all this, it is because
the carry all raises such dust that
you might not see them.
Towards the end of an hour, or
thereabouts, you enter narrow val
ley molstened by the torrent Of OAR
dennes. call your attention to the
torrent, because otherwise, being
nearly always dry, it might tail
to catch your eye.
Arrived there, you alight. Your
inclination tending that way, you
visit the hospitabIe mansion ofMad-
anne Bougarelle, the sale de verdure,
and the smiling abyss at the bottom
Of which, encased in green, sings
cascade.
If you make this excursion in
spring time you will take pleasure
in going across the fields to the vii
lage of Revest. jeanne, the guide,
declares the Romans established a
house there, for dyeing colors. See
ing the grass all sprinkled with pop
pies AID scarlet anemones, one can
believe it.
Besides, by the way OF Revest, the
road is more charming still, and by
traversing this delightful profusion
of myrtle and rose laurel, one reach
es, almost as soon, the gulf of Ra-
gagne; a vefitable guilt that, for, in
times of peace, its waters are not
less than two hundred feet in depth.
When storm breaks. and the rain
continues, it no longer knows what
it does. Exasperated it rises-rises,
white with foam-and brings to the
surface huge boulders of granite,
wrenchcd from the bed of the Oar
dennes, which it refills with debris.
Here, astride the torrent, is seen
the village of Coucouroux, bold
cavalier proudly seated. When it
rains, Coucouroux has water up to
the waist; when it is dry, the Cou-
courrannais who wash their faces
you need not laugh, for some of
them do-ase obliged to go to Re-
vest to fill their pitchers.
Coucouroux is divided into two
factions. The people on the upper
side, to the right. are for the King
and the Virgin; the people below, to
the left, are for the republic and no.
popery. Those of ola Courcouroux
are fighters; the result may be i'm
agined.
Each Coucouroux has its barber,
who is beautiful speaker, a player
of the tambourine, singer, composer
of rhymes and rstrains, and an ex-
pert shaver, ready at any moment
to curl an eye-lash, or, blindfolded,
to cut into four pieces pigs bristle.
Do not say in the upper village
that shaving is done better in the
valley, and vice versa, or you will
have ugly work on your hands
It is no longer than fifteen or six
teen days at most. that Frederi, the
barber of New Courcouroux, con.
ceived the idea of being shaved by
his conflere Frederi was a fine
looking young man, well got up,
dressed in cloth throughout, and he
carried his twenty-five years as no
one else could.
"What a hole |" cried he, entering
the empty shop of his neighbor, and
striking the counter with his open
palm.
Agay, the master Of the place,
was making baskets in the little gar
den at the back of the house, and, as
he was singing hymns at the top of
his voice he did not hear the call.
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