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a proceeding very well adapted to break the glass and nay 

 sleep most effectually, and which was simply a mitraille of 

 gravel fromHerr Gogel, to hint to me that it was time to rise 

 and don my clothes, and join my companions of the chasse. 



How very seldom in Europe does one ever see a really fine 

 morning. In another hemisphere it is widely different. In 

 Australia I have witnessed such a morning, just after sun- 

 rise, as our first parents may have been supposed to hail with 

 rapture even in Paradise, where the atmosphere, clear as 

 crystal, but yet light, bracing, and elastic, inspires the 

 most enfeebled frame with renovated spirits and vigour. 

 Horace Walpole says that he should not know seven o'clock 

 in the morning if he were to see it. Very few mornings are 

 similar. If you get a fine and beautifully clear sunrise, ten to 

 one, particularly at this period of the year, you have showers 

 or drizzling rain for the rest of the day ; and vice versa, if the , 

 morning is dark, damp, and misty, fine weather succeeds ; and 

 it was on such a dark, steaming, shower-bath looking aurora 

 that Herr Gogel awakened me from my comfortable dreams of 

 trout-fishing, partridge-shooting, and Sauen thaler, in happy 

 confusion, and appeared before me in all the complicated 

 paraphernalia of a German sportsman, his broad face shining 

 like the sun through a November fog, and we started on our 

 way to the chasse. 



We passed the village, which looked just as sleepy, and 

 muddy, and miserable as all villages do on such occasions, the 

 great hotel, the mineral brunnen, which in a few hours, if the 

 weather cleared up, would be surrounded by devotees to the 

 shrine of Hygeia, in the shape of invalids, real and imaginary, 

 old ladies who were supposed to be princesses in disguise, fat 

 German consumers of every imaginable greasy comestible, 

 and ancient warriors, with ribbons and orders of all colours 

 and sizes; passed the old walls of the ancient schloss, and 

 emerged upon the slate road that led up the hills towards the 



