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but immediately and vigorously set about cor- 

 recting them. She found some difficulty, I be- 

 lieve, but she has succeeded so well, that I think 

 you cannot discover which of my daughters I 

 mean, except that she is now, perhaps, the most 

 remarkable for her neatness, and is always Hen 



14th. My uncle read to us to-day, an ac- 

 count given by a traveller in Savoy, of the fall 

 of a part of Mont Grenier a very astonishing 

 instance, he says, of the local changes that occur 

 on the face of the earth. 1 must give you a 

 short account of it, dear Mamma. 



Mont Grenier is five miles south of Cham- 

 berry ; and rises about four thousand feet above 

 the broad plain, on which it stands almost alone. 

 A part of this mountain fell down in the 

 year 1248, and entirely buried five parishes, and 

 the town and church of St. Andre. The ruins 

 spread over nine square miles, which are called 

 les Abimes de Myans ; and though many cen- 

 turies have passed away, they still present a sin- 

 gular scene of desolation. 



The Abimes de Myans now appear like little 

 hills of a conical shape, and varying in height 

 from twenty to thirty feet. They consist of de- 

 tached heaps of fragments, but the largest masses 

 have evidently fallen from the upper bed of 

 limestone, by which Mont Grenier is capped ; 



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