This was accordingly done, without delay; when the sow uttered a loud cry, turned a piteous look upon the knight, and disappeared: nor could any one find her again.
"The Lord of Coarraze returned to his chamber in a pensive mood; and was now convinced, too late, that he had seen his messenger--who never afterwards returned to him: and the very next year he died in his castle." Beginning almost from the entrance to Pau, extends an immense district of uncultivated land, called the Pont Long.

This _lande_ is covered with coarse fern and heath, and is intersected with wide marshes; thirty-two communes have a right in this ground; but it chiefly belongs to the Vallee d'Ossau.

It was formerly much more extensive than it now is; but, even yet, a very inconsiderable portion has been reclaimed: its extent is about twelve leagues in length, and one and a half in width.
In the centre of this wild country is the ancient town of Morlaas, whose name, tradition says, was derived from the circumstance of a prince--Gaston Centulle--having been there assassinated; from whence it was called _Mort-la_, a derivation, probably, as likely as any other that can be found.
We chose a very bright, warm, and beautiful day--during the continuance of fine weather, in November--to drive to Morlaas.

Our carriage was stopped, just as we got out of the town, by a regiment of soldiers who were marching out, and, but for the courtesy of the colonel, we should have been impeded for nearly a league: he, however, kindly ordered the ranks to open, and we were allowed to go on between the two lines.

This regiment--the 25th of the line--is a remarkably fine one, and appears to be kept in constant activity by its commanders, going out to great distances to exercise in every weather.