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ture, the arrangement of which is certainly 

 neither agreeable nor cleanly. They have a cus- 

 tom, for what reason I cannot comprehend, of 

 sewing the sheets to the coverlid, and as it may 

 be somewhat problematical how often they are 

 renewed, from the trouble consequent upon re- 

 placing them by clean ones, it may readily be 

 imagined that a traveller cannot calculate upon 

 their being clean. I wonder much they should 

 still persist in this abominable practice, so 

 contrary to all notions of cleanliness and com- 

 fort. 



With regard to language, whilst travelling 

 through Hungary, I found German always suffi- 

 cient for all practical purposes, although I have 

 often at the country inns been somewhat em- 

 barrassed by finding that no one spoke any 

 language but Hungarian. 



On arriving at Pest, we took up our abode in 

 that well-known and commodious hotel, the Ja- 

 gerhom, where we rejoiced much to find our- 

 selves once more restored to the civilized world. 

 Here I bid adieu to my reader, because, having 

 fairly reached civilized Europe, my narrative must 

 be brought to a close. It will suffice, therefore. 



