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In the Black Forest. 123 We were true to our time; it was not. So, to pass the minutes, the young landlord escorted me to the arbour, evidently to air and exercise his English ; whilst I conscientiously praised his accent, the while I drank and praised his coffee. He spoke good French, too, which he had learned in Paris. ‘Then up came the tardy carriage, and he wished me a happy journey, with a handshake that I yet feel, and shall ever remember; whilst the fat, very fat Pater—evidently the real lord and master of the establishment—looked on with evident and not undue pride at his son and successor. We turned our backs upon all this, and went on our way towards Allerheiligen. And speaking of handshakes, par parenthése, how much there is in the action; how different in varying individuals; how warmed and WoT LATTE ET Cae oe et | - sseeme “= . r-" ~ ' . le 2 s . . : — e « s . ~ = eer . - fe ® « . econ i N, | it (buat sty - MRA} 5), ; Teg (Ep famed aad Of dir py Ay 22! | lh dh, A ae sa is t PP wee 2°63 Ab ade | ta ny 10 TE ee . ! rh ' RAN yon Wa use , dep 4 ~ i \ + \ : } R . y 5 i Tee) rol WTA ie Yi) ro ae r ir) ; p ae RT? , BA wi] Fs 4 ot Se fx PA HORNBERG. chilled, attracted or repelled, you may be bya handshake. A whole chapter might be written upon the subject, full of subtle analysis and sage deductions ; full of signs and tokens, and rules for application. I remember once reading a paper “ On Street Door Knocks,” pre- tending to read people’s characters by their way of knocking. This seemed a somewhat uncertain test, and I wondered at the time what fine shades of distinction the writer would bring into single knocks or the postman’s knock. But a handshake bears its own peculiar testimony to a man’s character, just as much as the expression of the eyes or the mouth, or the tone of the voice. We went our way towards Allerheiligen—a very glorious way, full of beauty and grandeur. The day was on the wane, and the afternoon shadows were lengthening. The coachman, full of contrition for having Conmicooolks (SO)