Two Summers in Guyenne
I had left the volcanic mountains of Auvergne and had passed through Mont-Dore and La Bourboule following the course of the Dordogne that flowed through the valley with the bounding spirits of a young mountaineer descending for the first time towards the great plains where the large towns and cities lie with all their fancied wonders and untasted charm.
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