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From Salzburg to Gastein. 139 whitewashed, and looked alrhost dazzingly clean. Each roof was pointed and overhanging ; large stones placed here and there as a protection against the fall of winter snows. The effect of this uniformity was pleasing to a stranger because the architecture—to apply a ridiculously grand word to the most humble of buildings—was so marked and un- common: but the stiffness of the whole was a prominent feature. At the entrance of the village was a toll-bar: a long pole with a heap ot stones at one end that balanced the pole upwards when the rope _ hold- ing it was unfastened. By this means, at night, the keeper is enabled, without getting up, in answer to the horn carried by most of the post boys, to slacken the rope and raise the bar. f gl Aiba on = iT ‘| | hy fone - al We 1 oll sail hat Oy =| 1 r wey i a ; ~ a7 GOLLING. Not less primitive than the village was the inn; and if the rooms were not luxuriously furnished, they were large and clean. But it was not so primitive in all respects: the landlord knew how to charge. Taking all things into consideration and companson, it was on the whole the dearest place we stayed at in Germany : dearer than the best hotels in Munich (which are not dear) ; certainly more advanced than the Hotel de l'Europe. Vexed, and a little indignant at the bill, I determined that Golling should not be the halting place on the return journey. But our best laid plans, like many of .our.good intentions, nought: and on that subsequent journey, it so happened often come to nougnt ; q J y) MSO Happenee CO