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Castles and Chateaux of Old Navarre and the Basque Provinces

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_FRANCIS MILTOUN_

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Castles and Chateaux

OF

OLD NAVARRE

AND THE BASQUE PROVINCES

INCLUDING ALSO FOIX, ROUSSILLON AND BÉARN

BY FRANCIS MILTOUN

Author of "Castles and Chateaux of Old Touraine," "Rambles

in Normandy," "Rambles in Brittany," "Rambles

on the Riviera," etc.

_With Many Illustrations_

_Reproduced from paintings made on the spot_

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BOSTON

L. C. PAGE & COMPANY

1907

_Copyright, 1907_

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By Way of Introduction

"Cecy est un livre de bonne foy."

_Montaigne._

No account of the life and historical monuments of any section of the

old French provinces can be made to confine its scope within

geographical or topographical limits. The most that can be accomplished

is to centre the interest around some imaginary hub from which radiate

leading lines of historic and romantic interest.

Henri de Navarre is the chief romantic and historical figure of all that

part of France bounded on the south by the Pyrenean frontier of Spain.

He was but a Prince of Béarn when his mother, Jeanne d'Albret, became

the sovereign of French Navarre and of Béarn, but the romantic life

which had centred around the ancestral château at Pau was such that the

young prince went up to Paris with a training in chivalry and a love of

pomp and splendour which was second only to that of François I. The

little kingdom of Navarre, the principality of Béarn, and the dukedoms

and countships which surround them, from the Mediterranean on the east

to the Gulf of Gascony on the west, are so intimately connected with the

gallant doings of men and women of those old days that the region known

as the Pyrenean provinces of the later monarchy of France stands in a

class by itself with regard to the romance and chivalry of feudal days.

The dukes, counts and seigneurs of Languedoc and Gascony have been names

to conjure with for the novelists of the Dumas school; and, too, the

manners and customs of the earlier troubadours and crusaders formed a

motive for still another coterie of fictionists of the romantic school.

In the Comté de Foix one finds a link which binds the noblesse of the

south with that of the north. It is the story of Françoise de Foix, who

became the Marquise de Chateaubriant, the wife of Jean de Laval, that

Breton Bluebeard whose atrocities were almost as great as those of his

brother of the fairy tale. And the ties are numerous which have joined

the chatelains of these feudal châteaux and courts of the Midi with

those of the Domain of France.

These petty countships, dukedoms and kingdoms of the Pyrenees were

absorbed into France in 1789, and to-day their nomenclature has

disappeared from the geographies; but the habitant of the Basses

Pyrénées, the Pyrénées Orientales, and the Hautes Pyrénées keeps the

historical distinctions of the past as clearly defined in his own mind

as if he were living in feudal times. The Béarnais refers contemptuously

to the men of Roussillon as Catalans, and to the Basques as a wild,

weird kind of a being, neither French nor Spanish.

The geographical limits covered by the actual journeyings outlined in

the following pages skirt the French slopes of the Pyrenees from the

Atlantic Gulf of Gascony to the Mediterranean Gulf of Lyons, and so on

to the mouths of the Rhône, where they join another series of recorded

rambles, conceived and already evolved into a book by the same author

and artist.[1] The whole itinerary has been carefully thought out and

minutely covered in many journeyings by road and rail, crossing and

recrossing from east to west and from west to east that delectable land

commonly known to the Parisian Frenchman as the Midi.

[1] "Castles and Châteaux of Old Touraine and the Loire Country."

The contrasts with which one meets in going between the extreme

boundaries of east and west are very great, both with respect to men and

to manners; the Niçois is no brother of the Basque, though they both be

swarthy and speak a _patois_, even to-day as unlike modern French as is

the speech of the Breton or the Flamand. The Catalan of Roussillon is

quite unlike the Languedoçian of the Camargue plain, and the peasant of

the Aude or the Ariège bears little or no resemblance in speech or

manners to the Béarnais.

There is a subtle charm and appeal in the magnificent feudal châteaux

and fortified bourgs of this region which is quite different from the

warmer emotions awakened by the great Renaissance masterpieces of

Touraine and the Loire country. Each is irresistible. Whether one

contemplates the imposing château at Pau, or the more delicately

conceived Chenonceaux; the old walled Cité of Carcassonne, or the walls

and ramparts of Clisson or of Angers; the Roman arena at Nîmes, or the

Roman Arc de Triomphe at Saintes, there is equal charm and contrast.

To the greater appreciation, then, of the people of Southern France, and

of the gallant types of the Pyrenean provinces in particular, the

following pages have been written and illustrated.

F. M.

PERPIGNAN, _August_, 1907.

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CHAPTER PAGE

BY WAY OF INTRODUCTION v

I. A GENERAL SURVEY 1

II. FEUDAL FRANCE--ITS PEOPLE AND ITS

CHÂTEAUX 18

III. THE PYRENEES--THEIR GEOGRAPHY AND

TOPOGRAPHY 46

IV. THE PYRENEES--THEIR HISTORY AND PEOPLE 73

V. ROUSSILLON AND THE CATALANS 95

VI. FROM PERPIGNAN TO THE SPANISH FRONTIER 110

VII. THE CANIGOU AND ANDORRA 130

VIII. THE HIGH VALLEY OF THE AUDE 152

IX. THE WALLS OF CARCASSONNE 161

X. THE COUNTS OF FOIX 175

XI. FOIX AND ITS CHÂTEAU 185

XII. THE VALLEY OF THE ARIÈGE 197

XIII. ST. LIZIER AND THE COUSERANS 211

XIV. THE PAYS DE COMMINGES 222

XV. BÉARN AND THE BÉARNAIS 230

XVI. OF THE HISTORY AND TOPOGRAPHY OF BÉARN 244

XVII. PAU AND ITS CHÂTEAU 258

XVIII. LESCAR, THE SEPULCHRE OF THE BÉARNAIS 278

XIX. THE GAVE D'OSSAU 287

XX. TARBES, BIGORRE AND LUCHON 297

XXI. BY THE BLUE GAVE DE PAU 307

XXII. OLORON AND THE VAL D'ASPE 324

XXIII. ORTHEZ AND THE GAVE D'OLORON 335

XXIV. THE BIRTH OF FRENCH NAVARRE 354

XXV. THE BASQUES 372

XXVI. SAINT-JEAN-PIED-DE-PORT AND THE COL

DE RONÇEVAUX 393

XXVII. THE VALLEY OF THE NIVE 405

XXVIII. BAYONNE: ITS PORT AND ITS WALLS 413

XXIX. BIARRITZ AND SAINT-JEAN-DE-LUZ 422

XXX. THE BIDASSOA AND THE FRONTIER 436

INDEX 449

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A PEASANT GIRL OF THE ARIÈGE _Frontispiece_

THE PYRENEAN PROVINCES MAP _facing_ 1

WATCH-TOWER IN THE VAL D'ANDORRE _facing_ 24

FEUDAL FLAGS AND BANNERS 32

THE PEAKS OF THE PYRENEES (Map) 49

BRÈCHE DE ROLAND _facing_ 50

THE COL DE PERTHUS (Map) 57

THE FIVE PROPOSED RAILWAYS (Map) 68

STATIONS THERMALES (Map) 69

THE BASQUES OF THE MOUNTAINS _facing_ 74

IN A PYRENEAN HERMITAGE _facing_ 78

A MOUNTAINEER OF THE PYRENEES _facing_ 84

GITANOS FROM SPAIN 91

ROUSSILLON (Map) 95

CATALANS OF ROUSSILLON _facing_ 98

THE WOMEN OF ROUSSILLON _facing_ 100

ARMS OF PERPIGNAN 110

PORTE NOTRE DAME AND THE CASTILLET, PERPIGNAN _facing_ 112

CHÂTEAU ROUSSILLON _facing_ 118

COLLIOURE _facing_ 124

CHÂTEAU D'ULTRERA _facing_ 126

THE PILGRIMAGE TO ST. MARTIN _facing_ 132

VILLEFRANCHE _facing_ 142

ARMS OF ANDORRA 147

CHÂTEAU DE PUYLAURENS _facing_ 154

AXAT _facing_ 158

PLAN OF CARCASSONNE (Diagram) 164

THE WALLS OF CARCASSONNE _facing_ 166

GROUND PLAN OF THE CHÂTEAU DE FOIX (Diagram) 190

CHÂTEAU DE FOIX _facing_ 190

KEY OF THE VAULTING, CHÂTEAU DE FOIX, SHOWING

THE ARMS OF THE COMTES DE FOIX 191

TARASCON-SUR-ARIÈGE _facing_ 202

CHÂTEAU DE LOURDAT _facing_ 210

ST. LIZIER _facing_ 216

TRAINED BEARS OF THE VALLÉE D'USTOU _facing_ 218

ST. BERTRAND DE COMMINGES _facing_ 224

PAU AND THE SURROUNDING COUNTRY (Map) 258

ARMS OF THE CITY OF PAU 259

CHÂTEAU DE PAU _facing_ 268

ESPADRILLE-MAKERS _facing_ 288

A SHEPHERD OF BIGORRE _facing_ 302

CHÂTEAU DE COARRAZE _facing_ 308

CHÂTEAU DE LOURDES _facing_ 314

CAUTERETS _facing_ 318

THE PONT D'ORTHEZ _facing_ 338

THE WALLS OF NAVARREUX _facing_ 346

BÉARN AND NAVARRE (Map) 354

KINGS OF BASSE-NAVARRE AND KINGS OF FRANCE

AND NAVARRE (Diagram) 360

THE ARMS OF NAVARRE 362

ARMS OF HENRI IV OF FRANCE AND NAVARRE _facing_ 368

THE BASQUE COUNTRY (Map) 372

THE GAME OF _PELOTA_ _facing_ 378

"LE CHEVALET" _facing_ 390

THE QUAINT STREETS OF SAINT-JEAN-PIED-DE-PORT _facing_ 394

ARMS OF BAYONNE 413

A GATEWAY OF BAYONNE _facing_ 414

BIARRITZ AND THE SURROUNDING COUNTRY (Map) 422

BIARRITZ _facing_ 424

ST.-JEAN-DE-LUZ _facing_ 430

ILE DE FAISANS (Map) 437

THE FRONTIER AT HENDAYE (Map) 441

MAISON PIERRE LOTI, HENDAYE _facing_ 442

IN OLD FEUNTARRABIA _facing_ 446

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Castles and Chateaux

of Old Navarre

and the Basque Provinces

CHAPTER I

A GENERAL SURVEY

This book is no record of exploitation or discovery; it is simply a

review of many things seen and heard anent that marvellous and

comparatively little known region vaguely described as "the Pyrenees,"

of which the old French provinces (and before them the independent

kingdoms, countships and dukedoms) of Béarn, Navarre, Foix and

Roussillon are the chief and most familiar.

The region has been known as a touring ground for long years, and

mountain climbers who have tired of the monotony of the Alps have found

much here to quicken their jaded appetites. Besides this, there is a

wealth of historic fact and a quaintness of men and manners throughout

all this wonderful country of infinite variety, which has been little

worked, as yet, by any but the guide-book makers, who deal with only the

dryest of details and with little approach to completeness.

The monuments of the region, the historic and ecclesiastical shrines,

are numerous enough to warrant a very extended review, but they have

only been hinted at once and again by travellers who have usually made

the round of the resorts like Biarritz, Pau, Luchon and Lourdes their

chief reason for coming here at all.

Delightful as are these places, and a half a dozen others whose names

are less familiar, the little known townlets with their historic

sites--such as Mazères, with its Château de Henri Quatre, Navarreux,

Mauléon, Morlaas, Nay, and Bruges (peopled originally by

_Flamands_)--make up an itinerary quite as important as one composed of

the names of places writ large in the guide-books and in black type on

the railway-maps.

The region of the Pyrenees is most accessible, granted it is off the

regular beaten travel track. The tide of Mediterranean travel is

breaking hard upon its shores to-day; but few who are washed ashore by

it go inland from Barcelona and Perpignan, and so on to the old-time

little kingdoms of the Pyrenees. Fewer still among those who go to

southern France, via Marseilles, ever think of turning westward instead

of eastward--the attraction of Monte Carlo and its satellite resorts is

too great. The same is true of those about to "do" the Spanish tour,

which usually means Holy Week at Seville, a day in the Prado and another

at the Alhambra and Grenada, Toledo of course, and back again north to

Paris, or to take ship at Gibraltar. En route they may have stopped at

Biarritz, in France, or San Sebastian, in Spain, because it is the vogue

just at present, but that is all.

It was thus that we had known "the Pyrenees." We knew Pau and its

ancestral château of Henri Quatre; had had a look at Biarritz; had been

to Lourdes, Luchon and Tarbes and even to Cauterets and Bigorre, and to

Foix, Carcassonne and Toulouse, but those were reminiscences of days of

railway travel. Since that time the automobile has come to make travel

in out-of-the-way places easy, and instead of having to bargain for a

sorry hack to take us through the Gorges de Pierre Lys, or from

Perpignan to Prats-de-Mollo we found an even greater pleasure in finding

our own way and setting our own pace.

This is the way to best know a country not one's own, and whether we

were contemplating the spot where Charlemagne and his followers met

defeat at the hands of the Mountaineers, or stood where the Romans

erected their great _trophée_, high above Bellegarde, we were sure that

we were always on the trail we would follow, and were not being driven

hither and thither by a _cocher_ who classed all strangers as "mere

tourists," and pointed out a cavern with gigantic stalagmites or a

profile rock as being the "chief sights" of his neighbourhood, when near

by may have been a famous battle-ground or the château where was born

the gallant Gaston Phoebus. Really, tourists, using the word in its

over-worked sense, are themselves responsible for much that is banal in

the way of sights; they won't follow out their own predilections, but

walk blindly in the trail of others whose tastes may not be their own.

Travel by road, by diligence or omnibus, is more frequent all through

the French departments bordering on the Pyrenees than in any other part

of France, save perhaps in Dauphiné and Savoie, and the linking up of

various loose ends of railway by such a means is one of the delights of

travel in these parts--if you don't happen to have an automobile handy.

Beyond a mere appreciation of mediæval architectural delights of

_châteaux_, _manoirs_, and _gentilhommières_ of the region, this book

includes some comments on the manner of living in those far-away times

when chivalry flourished on this classically romantic ground. It treats,

too, somewhat of men and manners of to-day, for here in this southwest

corner of France much of modern life is but a reminiscence of that which

has gone before.

Many of the great spas of to-day, such as the Bagnères de Bigorre,

Salies de Béarn, Cauterets, Eaux-Bonnes, or Amélie les Bains, have a

historic past, as well as a present vogue. They were known in some cases

to the Romans, and were often frequented by the royalties of the

fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, and therein is another link which

binds the present with the past.

One feature of the region resulting from the alliance of the life of the

princes, counts and seigneurs of the romantic past, with that of the

monks and prelates of those times is the religious architecture.

Since the overlord or seigneur of a small district was often an amply

endowed archbishop or bishop, or the lands round about belonged by

ancient right to some community of monkish brethren, it is but natural

that mention of some of their more notable works and institutions should

have found a place herein. Where such inclusion is made, it is always

with the consideration of the part played in the stirring affairs of

mediæval times by some fat monk or courtly prelate, who was, if not a

compeer, at least a companion of the lay lords and seigneurs.

Not all the fascinating figures of history have been princes and counts;

sometimes they were cardinal-archbishops, and when they were wealthy and

powerful seigneurs as well they became at once principal characters on

the stage. Often they have been as romantic and chivalrous (and as

intriguing and as greedy) as the most dashing hero who ever wore cloak

and doublet.

Still another species of historical characters and monuments is found

plentifully besprinkled through the pages of the chronicles of the

Pyrenean kingdoms and provinces, and that is the class which includes

warriors and their fortresses.

A castle may well be legitimately considered as a fortress, and a

château as a country house; the two are quite distinct one from the

other, though often their functions have been combined.

Throughout the Pyrenees are many little walled towns, fortifications,

watch-towers and what not, architecturally as splendid, and as great, as

the most glorious domestic establishment of Renaissance days. The _cité_

of Carcassonne, more especially, is one of these. Carcassonne's château

is as naught considered without the ramparts of the mediæval _cité_, but

together, what a splendid historical souvenir they form! The most

splendid, indeed, that still exists in Europe, or perhaps that ever did

exist.

Prats-de-Mollo and its walls, its tower, and the defending Fort

Bellegarde; Saint Bertrand de Comminges and its walls; or even the

quaintly picturesque defences of Vauban at Bayonne, where one enters the

city to-day through various gateway breaches in the walls, are all as

reminiscent of the vivid life of the history-making past, as is Henri

Quatre's tortoise-shell cradle at Pau, or Gaston de Foix' ancestral

château at Mazères.

Mostly it is the old order of things with which one comes into contact

here, but the blend of the new and old is sometimes astonishing. Luchon

and Pau and Tarbes and Lourdes, and many other places for that matter,

have over-progressed. This has been remarked before now; the writer is

not alone in his opinion.

The equal of the charm of the Pyrenean country, its historic sites, its

quaint peoples, and its scenic splendours does not exist in all France.

It is a blend of French and Spanish manners and blood, lending a

colour-scheme to life that is most enjoyable to the seeker after new

delights.

Before the Revolution, France was divided into fifty-two provinces, made

up wholly from the petty states of feudal times. Of the southern

provinces, seven in all, this book deals in part with Gascogne (capital

Auch), the Comté de Foix (capital Foix), Roussillon (capital Perpignan),

Haute-Languedoc (capital Toulouse), and Bas-Languedoc (capital

Montpellier). Of the southwest provinces, a part of Guyenne (capital

Bordeaux) is included, also Navarre (capital Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port)

and Béarn (capital Pau).

Besides these general divisions, there were many minor _petits pays_

compressed within the greater, such as Armagnac, Comminges, the

Condanois, the Pays-Entre-Deux-Mers, the Landes, etc. These, too,

naturally come within the scope of this book.

Finally, in the new order of things, the ancient provinces lost their

nomenclature after the Revolution, and the Département of the Landes

(and three others) was carved out of Guyenne; the Département of the

Basses-Pyrénées absorbed Navarre, Béarn and the Basque provinces;

Bigorre became the Hautes-Pyrénées; Foix became Ariège; Roussillon

became the Pyrénées-Orientales, and Haute-Languedoc and Bas-Languedoc

gave Hérault, Gard, Haute-Garonne and the Aude. For the most part all

come within the scope of these pages, and together these modern

départements form an unbreakable historical and topographical frontier

link from the Atlantic to the Mediterranean.

This bird's-eye view of the Pyrenean provinces, then, is a sort of

picturesque, informal report of things seen and facts garnered through

more or less familiarity with the region, its history, its institutions

and its people. Châteaux and other historical monuments, agriculture and

landscape, market-places and peasant life, all find a place here,

inasmuch as all relate to one another, and all blend into that very

nearly perfect whole which makes France so delightful to the traveller.

Everywhere in this delightful region, whether on the mountain side or in

the plains, the very atmosphere is charged with an extreme of life and

colour, and both the physiognomy of landscape and the physiognomy of

humanity is unfailing in its appeal to one's interest.

Here there are no guide-book phrases in the speech of the people, no

struggling lines of "conducted" tourists with a polyglot conductor, and

no futile labelling of doubtful historic monuments; there are enough of

undoubted authenticity without this.

Thoroughly tired and wearied of the progress and super-civilization of

the cities and towns of the well-worn roads, it becomes a real pleasure

to seek out the by-paths of the old French provinces, and their historic

and romantic associations, in their very crudities and fragments every

whit as interesting as the better known stamping-grounds of the

conventional tourist.

The folk of the Pyrenees, in their faces and figures, in their speech

and customs, are as varied as their histories. They are a bright, gay,

careless folk, with ever a care and a kind word for the stranger,

whether they are Catalan, Basque or Béarnais.

Since the economic aspects of a country have somewhat to do with its

history it is important to recognize that throughout the Pyrenees the

grazing and wine-growing industries predominate among agricultural

pursuits.

There is a very considerable raising of sheep and of horses and mules,

and somewhat of beef, and there is some growing of grain, but in the

main--outside of the sheep-grazing of the higher valleys--it is the

wine-growing industry that gives the distinctive note of activity and

prosperity to the lower slopes and plains.

For the above mentioned reason it is perhaps well to recount here just

what the wine industry and the wine-drinking of France amounts to.

One may have a preference for Burgundy or Bordeaux, Champagne or Saumur,

or even plain, plebeian beer, but it is a pity that the great mass of

wine-drinkers, outside of Continental Europe, do not make their

distinctions with more knowledge of wines when they say this or that is

the _best_ one, instead of making their estimate by the prices on the

wine-card. Anglo-Saxons (English and Americans) are for the most part

not connoisseurs in wine, because they don't know the fundamental facts

about wine-growing.

For red wines the Bordeaux--less full-bodied and heavy--are very near

rivals of the best Burgundies, and have more bouquet and more flavour.

The Medocs are the best among Bordeaux wines. Château-Lafitte and

Château-Latour are very rare in commerce and very high in price when

found. They come from the commune of Pauillac. Château Margaux, St.

Estèphe and St. Julien follow in the order named and are the leaders

among the red wines of Bordeaux--when you get the real thing, which you

don't at bargain store prices.

The white wines of Bordeaux, the Graves, come from a rocky soil; the

Sauternes, with the vintage of Château d'Yquem, lead the list, with

Barsac, Entre-Deux-Mers and St. Emilion following. There are innumerable

second-class Bordeaux wines, but they need not be enumerated, for if

one wants a name merely there are plenty of wine merchants who will sell

him any of the foregoing beautifully bottled and labelled as the "real

thing."

Down towards the Pyrenees the wines change notably in colour, price and

quality, and they are good wines too. Those of Bergerac and Quercy are

rich, red wines sold mostly in the markets of Cahors; and the wines of

Toulouse, grown on the sunny hill-slopes between Toulouse and the

frontier, are thick, alcoholic wines frequently blended with real

Bordeaux--to give body, not flavour.

The wines of Armagnac are mostly turned into _eau de vie_, and just as

good _eau de vie_ as that of Cognac, though without its flavour, and

without its advertising, which is the chief reason why the two or three

principal brands of cognac are called for at the wine-dealers.

At Chalosse, in the Landes, between Bayonne and Bordeaux, are also grown

wines made mostly into _eau de vie_.

Béarn produces a light coloured wine, a specialty of the country, and an

acquired taste like olives and Gorgonzola cheese. From Béarn, also,

comes the famous _cru de Jurançon_, celebrated since the days of Henri

Quatre, a simple, full-bodied, delicious-tasting, red wine.

Thirteen départements of modern France comprise largely the wine-growing

region of the basin of the Garonne, included in the territory covered by

this book. This region gives a wine crop of thirteen and a half millions

of hectolitres a year. In thirty years the production has augmented by

sixty per cent., and still dealers very often sell a fabricated

imitation of the genuine thing. Wine drinking is increasing as well as

alcoholism, regardless of what the doctors try to prove.

The wines of the Midi of France in general are famous, and have been for

generations, to _bons vivants_. The soil, the climate and pretty much

everything else is favourable to the vine, from the Spanish frontier in

the Pyrenees to that of Italy in the Alpes-Maritimes. The wines of the

Midi are of three sorts, each quite distinct from the others; the

ordinary table wines, the cordials, and the wines for distilling, or for

blending. Within the topographical confines of this book one

distinguishes all three of these groups, those of Roussillon, those of

Languedoc, and those of Armagnac.

The rocky soil of Roussillon, alone, for example (neighbouring

Collioure, Banyuls and Rivesaltes), gives each of the three, and the

heavy wines of the same region, for blending (most frequently with

Bordeaux), are greatly in demand among expert wine-factors all over

France. In the Département de l'Aude, the wines of Lézignan and Ginestas

are attached to this last group. The traffic in these wines is

concentrated at Carcassonne and Narbonne. At Limoux there is a specialty

known as Blanquette de Limoux--a wine greatly esteemed, and almost as

good an imitation of champagne as is that of Saumur.

In Languedoc, in the Département of Hérault, and Gard, twelve millions

of hectolitres are produced yearly of a heavy-bodied red wine, also

largely used for fortifying other wines and used, naturally, in the

neighbourhood, pure or mixed with water. This thinning out with water is

almost necessary; the drinker who formerly got outside of three bottles

of port before crawling under the table, would go to pieces long before

he had consumed the same quantity of local wine unmixed with water at a

Montpellier or Béziers table d'hôte.

At Cette, at Frontignan, and at Lunel are fabricated many "foreign"

wines, including the Malagas, the Madères and the Xeres of commerce.

Above all the _Muscat de Frontignan_ is revered among its competitors,

and it's not a "foreign" wine either, but the juice of dried grapes or

raisins,--grape juice if you like,--a sweet, mild dessert wine, very,

very popular with the ladies.

There is a considerable crop of table raisins in the Midi, particularly

at Montauban and in maritime Provence which, if not rivalling those of

Malaga in looks, have certainly a more delicate flavour.

Along with the wines of the Midi may well be coupled the olives. For oil

those of the Bouches-du-Rhône are the best. They bring the highest

prices in the foreign market, but along the easterly slopes of the

Pyrenees, in Roussillon, in the Aude, and in Hérault and Gard they run a

close second. The olives of France are not the fat, plump, "queen"

olives, sold usually in little glass jars, but a much smaller, greener,

less meaty variety, but richer in oil and nutriment.

The olive trees grow in long ranks and files, amid the vines or even

cereals, very much trimmed (in goblet shape, so that the ripening sun

may reach the inner branches) and are of small size. Their pale green,

shimmering foliage holds the year round, but demands a warm sunny

climate. The olive trees of the Midi of France--as far west as the

Comté de Foix in the Pyrenees, and as far north as Montelimar on the

Rhône--are quite the most frequently noted characteristic of the

landscape. The olive will not grow, however, above an altitude of four

hundred metres.

The foregoing pages outline in brief the chief characteristics of the

present day aspect of the old Pyrenean French provinces of which Béarn

and Basse-Navarre, with the Comté de Foix were the heart and soul.

The topographical aspect of the Pyrenees, their history, and as full a

description of their inhabitants as need be given will be found in a

section dedicated thereto.

For the rest, the romantic stories of kings and counts, and of lords and

ladies, and their feudal fortresses and Renaissance châteaux, with a

mention of such structures of interest as naturally come within nearby

vision will be found duly recorded further on.

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