144 Drs Hoppe and Hornschuch’s Tour to the Coast of the 
trum was gathered, and whole flocks of siskins ( Frmgilla spi- 
nus ) were seen feeding on the seeds of the alder. This day’s 
journey was 9 hours. 
From Tiefenbach to St Viet’s was 10 hours. The country 
of Carinthia was entered at Friesach, and an evident alteration 
for the worse was visible every where. 66 We have left in Bava- 
ria and Saltzburg a blessed country, with friendly innkeepers, 
good beer, and bread and cheese, and milk : of all which we find 
nothing here; and what there is in the way of food, is bad and 
dear, notwithstanding the circulation of paper money. The 
wine, to one accustomed to beer, is quite unpalatable; and we 
stopped for refreshment only once the whole way, namely, at 
Friesach; but here we were badly off, and were frequently 
obliged to recur to the motto, “ Let nothing trouble thee !” 
Our landlord invited us in vain, by a lengthened humorous in- 
scription over his door. 
At noon, on the 12th of February, our travellers entered 
Klagenfurt, where their passports again occasioned them much 
inconvenience, and in the evening, entered Bosenthal, they 
crossed the Drau, and slept at Kirschentheuer. 
46 Newmarkl , Feb. 13.— -The walk over the Loibl, and en- 
trance into Carniola.-^ The fatigue attending this day’s excur- 
sion far exceeded all former ones. We have crossed the Loibl, 
which is a second Radstadter Tauern, but surpassing it both in 
the length of the way, and in the height of the passes. We 
took a second breakfast at a small public-house, where one of 
our party, fourteen years ago, resided for three weeks, for the 
purpose of botanizing on the mountain ; but the old people 
were dead, and new faces supplied their place. Upon the high- 
est point of the hill is the line of separation between Carinthia 
and Carniola, and we entered this latter country with some 
anxiety ; for we had not heard much in praise of the inhabitants 
of this remote district. Their hospitality was untried, and their 
language unknown to us. Nevertheless, we found the people 
every where move their hats to us, saluting us with the Christ- 
ian salutation, in the language of Sclavonia: Gualem Jesus 
Christus. A party of natives going to a wedding, in an opera 
sledge, shouted aloud, as soon as they perceived us. 
