Piously Truculent 



Gayangos, the great Moorish antiquarian of Spain, who 

 happened to call on me the day after our return, gave me 

 the following inscription : — 



(I will slay thine enemy by the help of the Lord.) 



We returned to Madrid early next morning without 

 adventures, and have equally without adventures passed 

 three or four days since our return, chiefly in the picture- 

 galleries, on which I don't feel inclined at present, if ever, 

 to enlarge. We have got tickets for a bull-fight to-morrow. 

 In a few days we shall go to Cuenca. 



The following is a letter written from Madrid, of which 

 the author has by fair words recovered the copyright from 

 its fair proprietress, and of which the reader, if he or she be 

 not of a sentimental turn, may skip as much as he or she 

 chooses. 



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