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fondly to float over it, and the little summer birds sing 

 more cheerily amid its holy solitude. Since I have seen 

 it, I have not been conscious of feeling- any emotion allied 

 to evil ; and what could make the heart evil disposed amid 

 such general peace and happiness ?" 



SCHAFFHAUSEN. 



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Sept. 1 9. — On Wednesday I departed, before the mists 

 of the morning had risen from the valley, and pursued my 

 route to Schaffhausen. An old ruined castle was seen on 

 the brow of a steep hill, with white clouds breaking around 

 it in a very picturesque style. I crossed one or two small 

 streams, with antique mossy bridges, but the majestic river 

 was inaudible. During my walk this day, 1 recollected 

 that I was within a few days' journey of the source of the 

 Danube, and being suddenly inspired with the desire of 

 beholding the parent of that famous river, I struck off to 

 the leftward, and entered the Black Forest, with the inten- 

 tion of crossing the Suabian mountains next day. After 

 walking, however, for several hours, without meeting a 

 single being, and seeing nothing but bare hills before me, 

 I began to think it might be as well to sleep beneath a 

 human roof, particularly as I felt both fatigued and feverish ; 

 so turning to the right, I again directed my steps towards 

 the Rhine, the course of which could easily be traced by 

 the fine woods and cultivated fields on either side, and thus 



