Two Summers in Guyenne: A Chronicle of the Wayside and Waterside
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Edward Harrison Barker. Two Summers in Guyenne: A Chronicle of the Wayside and Waterside
Two Summers in Guyenne: A Chronicle of the Wayside and Waterside
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PREFACE
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THE UPPER DORDOGNE ACROSS THE MOORS OF THE CORRÈZE IN THE VISCOUNTY OF TURENNE IN UPPER PÉRIGORD IN THE VALLEY OF THE VÉZÈRE IN THE VALLEY OF THE ISLE FROM PÉRIGUEUX TO RIBERAC (BY BRANTÔME) THE DESERT OF THE DOUBLE A CANOE VOYAGE ON THE DRONNE BY THE LOWER DORDOGNE BY THE GARONNE. DOORWAY OF THE ABBEY CHURCH AT BEAULIEU (CORRÈZE) A BIT OF AUVERGNE THE DORDOGNE AT LA BOURBOULE A MOORLAND WIDOW THE VALLEY OF THE RUE A WOMAN OF THE CORRÈZE A PEASANT OF THE MOORS PLOUGHING THE MOOR A GORGE IN THE CORRÈZE TURENNE A PEASANT OF THE CAUSSE CHÂTEAU DE FÉNELON RETURNING FROM THE FIELDS BEYNAC CLOISTERS OF THE ABBEY OF CADOUIN CHÂTEAU DE BIRON: THE LODGE TRUFFLE-HUNTERS CHÂTEAU DES EYZIES CHÂTEAU DE HAUTEFORT A HOUSE AT PÉRIGUEUX THE TOUR DE VÉSONE THE 'NORMAN GATE' AT PÉRIGUEUX THE DRONNE AT BOURDEILLES THE ABBEY OF BRANTÔME CHÂTEAU DE BOURDEILLES THE DRONNE AT COUTRAS A STREET AT ST. ÉMILION THE CHÂTEAU DE MONTAIGNE AFTER THE FIRE MONOLITHIC CHURCH AND DETACHED TOWER AT ST. ÉMILION CONVENT OF THE CORDELIERS: THE CLOISTERS TOUR DE L'HORLOGE AT LIBOURNE THE HILL OF FRONSAC BAZAS INTERIOR OF THE CHÂTEAU DE VILLANDRAUT THE GARONNE CHÂTEAU DE MONTESQUIEU THE GARONNE AT BORDEAUX THE PALAIS GALLIEN AT BORDEAUX. THE UPPER DORDOGNE
ACROSS THE MOORS OF THE CORRÈZE
IN THE VISCOUNTY OF TURENNE
IN UPPER PÉRIGORD
IN THE VALLEY OF THE VÉZÈRE
IN THE VALLEY OF THE ISLE
FROM PÉRIGUEUX TO RIBERAC (BY BRANTÔME)
THE DESERT OF THE DOUBLE
A CANOE VOYAGE ON THE DRONNE
BY THE LOWER DORDOGNE
BY THE GARONNE
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Edward Harrison Barker
Published by Good Press, 2019
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I found that the village was built partly in the bottom of the gorge and partly on one of its craggy sides. Closely hemmed in by rocks and high hills overgrown with forest was a bright and fertile little valley, with abundance of pear and walnut trees, luxuriant cottage-gardens, and little fields by the flashing torrent, where shocks of lately-cut buckwheat stood with their heads together waiting for the warm September hours to ripen their black grain.
Many of the houses were half hidden in leafy bowers. I threaded my way between these towards some ivy-draped fragments of an ancient priory upon a mass of rock much overgrown with brambles glistening with blackberries and briars decked with coral-red hips. Before descending to the road and beginning the day's journey I indulged for a little while the musing mood of the solitary wanderer in the grassy burying-ground on the edge of the cliff.
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