TO HOHENBURG AND KREUTH. , 195 



My Sybarite reflections were suddenly put a stop 

 to by observing, in the mirror opposite, a projection 

 on my right shoulder which was not on the left one, 

 and a nearer examination really showed that one of 

 the bones which met at the shoulder-joint was out 

 of its socket. It was this which had pained me so 

 when slipping down the rock in the Rothel Clam, 

 and the sudden helplessness of the arm was now 

 accounted for. Shortly after, being at Tegernsee, 

 where the Court then was, I availed myself of the 

 opportunity to show it to the Queen's physician, 

 whom I knew; little could be done however, and I 

 left it as it was. 



After some pleasant days passed at Hohenburg, I 

 took a guide to show me the path through the 

 woods to Kreuth. It poured with rain during the 

 whole day. 



" Just there/' said my guide, a tall fellow who had 

 been a cuirassier, " a year or two ago I killed a good 

 stag. It was winter, and the snow lay very deep 

 everywhere. We were coming up early, as usual, to 

 bring the wood down into the valley, and saw him 

 stuck fast in a snow-drift which was over his haunches. 

 I got near him, and knocked him on the head with 

 my hatchet." 



" But you might have helped him out, which would 

 have been much better." 



"He was half-frozen," he answered, "and quite 

 exhausted with struggling : he would not have got 

 over it if I had." 



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