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ity in the world than among our own country- 

 men, and that they never pass the Spanish 

 compliment of placing everything at your 

 disposal without meaning it to be strictly 

 true that the house is your own for the time 

 being. I found it so at Piermont, and Fanny 

 found the stable exceedingly to her liking, as 

 was demonstrated by her activity on the fol- 

 lowing day. 



I had in years gone by wandered with my 

 host through vineyards and under the shade 

 of the olive trees of the Mediterranean Isles, 

 and now I found him seated by the side of 

 his '' fruitful vine, with his own olive-plants 

 around his table." Then it was burning sum- 

 mer, now it was ''frosty yet kindly" winter. 

 There it was sunshine without. Here it was 

 sunshine within. 



On the next morning the weather had mod- 

 erated so that although the ice and the snow 

 still maintained their grip, the sun heat was 

 preparing them for a speedy dissolution, and 

 the icicles, the roofs and the trees began to 

 drop tears in view of their coming departure. 

 The road again turns inland, passing down- 

 wards several miles behind the Palisade range. 



On arrival at Tappan, a distance of four 



