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Its crevasses; ^ — ^ 

 out of lZ—-^ 



fantasticall^-. / // They 

 looked as if '■'^ the foam- 

 capped waves of a 

 storm\' sea bad been 

 turned to stone, or 

 Alpine glacier with 

 or \'onder again, 

 small roclvA" grottoes, the ima- 

 gination would conjure up an Arabian 

 burial place, and there, linally, 

 a band of pilgrims in wliite 

 garments, wandering from the 

 woody heights above towards the 

 sea. All the ba\s are scintillating 

 with lights, whose reflections float 

 on the surface or plunge beneath 

 tlie deep, intermingling or again separating in N 

 continuous pla^^ 



During Easter- tide there was a storm from 

 the north. It tlung itself with unusual force 

 against the rock\' giants that shelter Mentone, \ 

 endea\'ouring to overcome tlieir resistance. Then a "v, 

 mig]"it\' struggle arose between these Titans and the 

 unfettered elements. The winds hissed and howled 

 and we saw rough winter raging overhead while we 



