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ward. In the Tyrol they are far from polite, but here 

 they are even less so : and the intolerable and perpetual 

 " Was schaffen sie ? " (what do you want ?) and " Wohin ?" 

 (where are you going?) reach even to the acme of 

 Transatlantic curiosity. . . . To-day I was much struck 

 with the disagreeable appearance and air of the country 

 people. The Krainisch, especially, are a piggish look- 

 ing race, and they seem quite in their element when 

 herding that animal their frequent occupation. The 

 form of their heads is as peculiar as their features, and 

 tln-ir costume is characterized by peaked hats, long 

 leather boots, and general dirt/ Nor yet did the guides 

 of Southern Austria find favour in his eyes, to judge 

 from this leaf of his notebook : 



' Synopsis of guides engaged by me for the longest 

 and shortest distances in Saltzburg and the Tyrol : Out 

 of seventeen, five were good. Three also good, but ar- 

 rived exhausted. Four stopped, or did not start. One 

 left behind. One good, but cheated. This explains 

 why I was generally my own carrier ! ' 



Next year Forbes again visited Germany, accompanied 

 by his sisters ; but their tour did not extend beyond the 

 baths of Kissingen. In 1839 he resumed his travels, 

 and started for Paris early in May, on his way to the 

 volcanic districts of Auvergne. 



To Miss FORBES. 



' LYONS, May 20. 



1 ... Of all my Paris reminiscences, by far the most 

 interesting is having seen Daguerre's pictures, a matter 

 which is now of some difficulty ; but M. Arago kindly 

 !iL f '-l it for a large party of us, the day before I 

 Paris. I went certainly prepared for a disap- 

 pointment, yet I have no hesitation in saying that I 

 was pleased beyond my most sanguine expectations . . . 

 in short, it baffles belief. All sorts of objects were repre- 

 sented : furniture, plaster casts, curtains, &c., all fixed by 

 camera obscura ; open-air views at dilR-rent hours 



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