A tour through the Pyrenees . ing and their life as clearly as if you wereat home with them. It is a novel of manners thatyou skim through on the road. Not one of themgives ideas so vivid and so truthful. You get toknow the people only by living with them, and thepeople from three-quarters of the nation. Thesebits of conversation teach you the number of theirideas and the hue of their passions ; now, on theseideas and passions depend all the great their rude manners, their loud bursts oflaughter, their frank respect for bodily strength,their acknowledged inclination for the plea
A tour through the Pyrenees . ing and their life as clearly as if you wereat home with them. It is a novel of manners thatyou skim through on the road. Not one of themgives ideas so vivid and so truthful. You get toknow the people only by living with them, and thepeople from three-quarters of the nation. Thesebits of conversation teach you the number of theirideas and the hue of their passions ; now, on theseideas and passions depend all the great their rude manners, their loud bursts oflaughter, their frank respect for bodily strength,their acknowledged inclination for the pleasure ofeating and drinking, offer a contrast to the humbugof our politeness and our affectation of conductor told the postilion how the eveningbefore they had eaten the half of a sheep amongthree of them. It was good, fat mutton; theyserved up no better at the Hotel of the Great Sun : 470 BAGNERES AND LUCHON. Book IV. there were sirloins, cutlets, a neat leg of had emptied six botdes. The other made. him tell it over, and seemed to eat in imagination,by the reaction, by recoil, as it were. After thebanquet, he had made the horses gallop; he hadpassed by Ribettes. Ribettes had swallowed dustfor a whole hour ; Ribettes wanted to get aheadagain, but wasnt able. Ribettes grew very had dared Ribettes. The story of Ribettesand the mutton was told eiMit times in an hour, andseemed the last time as deliofhtful and as new asthe first. They laughed like the blest. In the third place, that is the only spot whereyou can breathe. The other divisions are sweat-ing-rooms whose partitions and black cushions holdand concentrate the heat. Now, there is no man,no matter how he may love colors and lines, whocan enjoy a landscape shut up in a box without the creature is cramped, the soul is cramped. Chap. IV. TO BAGNERES-DE-LUCHON. 471 Admiration presupposes comfort, and when you arebroiled by the sun you curse the sun. n. The coach starts very early i
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