their occupation. Conditions were different at Avignon. Avenio, as they called it, seems to have been a kind of outpost, walled and fortified, but not especially glorified. V

require another thousand years and another

, mixing the blood of a new race. It became a republic about twelve hundred and something-small, but tough and warlike-commanding the respect of seigneurs and counts, even of kings. Christia

papal dominion of which Carpentras was the capital, and the pope, then Clement V, came often to Avignon. This was honor, but when one day the Bishop of Avign

r rebuilt. New churches were erected, old ones restored. The ancient Roman wall was replaced by the splendid new one. The papal palace was enlarged and strengthened until it became a mighty fortress-one of the grandest structures in Europe. The popes went back to Rome, then, but their legates remained and from their strong citadel administered the affairs of that dist

of postal cards. It was a good place for such practice. If there was a soul in Avignon besides ourselves with a knowledge of Engl

theater and a little open square with a big monument. We also got a distant gl

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ould be too new and fine for the chosen city. Now they are old again, but not always shabby. Many of them, indeed, are of impressive grandeur, with carved casings and ponderous doors. No sign of life about these-no glimpse of luxury, faded or fresh-within. Whatever the life they hold-whatever its past glories or present decline, it is shut away. Only the shabbier homes were open-women at their evening duties, children playing about the stoop. They had n