A tour through the Pyrenees . OLD HOUSE OF THlL TEMPLARS AT LUZ. CHAPTER II. LUZ. I. Luz is a little city, thoroug-hly rustic and agree-able. Streams of water run down the narrow,flinty streets; the gray houses press together forthe sake of oraininsf a little shade. The morningsees the arrival of flocks of sheep, of asses ladenwith wood, of grunting and undisciplined hogs, andbare-footed peasant girls, knitting as they walkalongside of their carts. Luz is in a spot wherefour valleys come together. Men and beasts disap-pear on the market-place; red umbrellas are fixedin the ground. The women se
A tour through the Pyrenees . OLD HOUSE OF THlL TEMPLARS AT LUZ. CHAPTER II. LUZ. I. Luz is a little city, thoroug-hly rustic and agree-able. Streams of water run down the narrow,flinty streets; the gray houses press together forthe sake of oraininsf a little shade. The morningsees the arrival of flocks of sheep, of asses ladenwith wood, of grunting and undisciplined hogs, andbare-footed peasant girls, knitting as they walkalongside of their carts. Luz is in a spot wherefour valleys come together. Men and beasts disap-pear on the market-place; red umbrellas are fixedin the ground. The women seat themselves along-side their wares ; around them their red-cheekedbrats are nibbling their bread, and frisking- like so many mice; provisions are sold, stuffs are noon the streets are deserted; here and therein the shadow of a doorway may be discerned thefio-ure of an old woman sittinor, but no sound isheard save the gentle murmur of the streams alongtheir stony bed. The faces here are pretty: the children are apl
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