The river Vézère leaps to life among the granite of the Limousin, forms
a fine cascade, the Saut de la Virolle, then after a rapid descent over
mica-schist, it passes into the region of red sandstone at Brive, and
swelled with affluents it suddenly penetrates a chalk district, where it
has scooped out for itself a valley between precipices some two to three
hundred feet high.
These precipices are not perpendicular, but overhang, because the upper
crust is harder than the stone it caps; and atmospheric influences, rain
and frost, have gnawed into the chalk below, so that the cliffs hang
forward as penthouse roofs, forming shelters beneath them. And these
shelters have been utilised by man from the period when the first
occupants of the district arrived at a vastly remote period, almost
uninterruptedly to the present day. When peasants live beneath these
roofs of nature's providing, they simply wall up the face and ends to
form houses of the cheapest description of construction, with the earth
as the floor, and one wall and the roof of living rock, into which they
burrow to form cupboards, bedplaces, and cellars.
The refuse of all ages is superposed, like the leaves of a book, one
stratum above another in orderly succession. If we shear down through
these beds, we can read the history of the land, so far as its
manufacture goes, beginning at the present day and going down, down to
the times of primeval man. Now, after every meal, the peasant casts down
the bones he has picked, he does not stoop to collect and cast forth
the sherds of a broken pot, and if a sou falls and rolls away, in the
dust of these gloomy habitations it gets trampled into the soil, to form
another token of the period of occupation.
When the first man settled here the climatic conditions were different.
The mammoth or woolly elephant, the hyæna, the cave bear, and the
reindeer ranged the land. Then naked savages, using only flint tools,
crouched under these rocks. They knew nothing of metals and of pottery.
They hunted and ate the horse; they had no dogs, no oxen, no sheep.
Glaciers covered the centre of France, and reached down the Vézère
valley as far as to Brive.
These people passed away, whither we know not. The reindeer retreated to
the north, the hyæna to Africa, which was then united to Europe. The
mammoth became extinct altogether.
After long ages another people, in a higher condition of culture, but
who also used flint tools and weapons, appeared on the scene, and took
possession of the abandoned rock shelters. They fashioned their
implements in a different manner by flaking the flint in place of
chipping it. They understood the art of the potter. They grew flax and
wove linen. They had domestic animals, and the dog had become the friend
of man. And their flint weapons they succeeded in bringing to a high
polish by incredible labour and perseverance.
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