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rock of Santa Clara and the entrance of the roadstead. 

 If you arrange your microscope, pencils, and brushes, 

 on the solid table which the landlady will speedily 

 bring at your request, and place your bottles and 

 phials on the broad sideboard which occupies one entire 

 side of the apartment, you may, if you have the day 

 before you and are in good walking condition, set forth 

 on a tour of exploration, and traversing the town from 

 south to north ascend the zig-zag paths of Mount 

 Orgullo. You will soon find that you have made 

 the circuit of the entire mountain, and passing on the 

 one side the batteries which protect the entrance of 

 the harbour, you will admire the wild beauty of the 

 English cemetery, where rise in the midst of broken 

 masses of rock the graves of several officers who 

 were killed in the Carlist wars, and having finally 

 reached the dungeons of the Castillo, your eye will 

 embrace at one glance the whole of Saint Sebastian 

 and its environs. 



An amphitheatre of hills, which soon become suf- 

 ficiently elevated to merit the title of mountains, 

 curves in a semicircle before you, stretching on the 

 left hand into the sea, where it terminates in the cliffs 

 of Mount Ulia, while to the right it extends to the 

 lighthouse and the rocks of Mount Igueldo. A nar- 

 row and low tongue of land, which is detached from the 

 continent, separates into two very nearly equal parts 

 the basin or harbour, which is about two miles broad 

 and extends three quarters of a mile inland, widening 

 a little before it reaches Mount Orgullo. This is the 

 point of land on which Saint Sebastian is built. To 

 the east, at the foot of the ramparts of the town, you 



