Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 151 of 400
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130 In the Black Forest. rounding it rise the lone hills clad to their summits with sombre pines. A spot more dreary and desolate need not be, in spite of its grandeur and beauty. ‘To live amonth, even a week in that place, would be to go hopelessly melancholy. With it all there was a feeling of unrest and disquiet. The stream rushes down and for ever rushes, filling all the air with its ceaseless murmur. No matter that the murmur does not rise to a roar, it is always there, day and night, summer and winter, In season and out of season. ‘This, and the closely surrounding hills press down upon and seem to suffocate you; a weird sensation takes possession of you; some invisible influence in the air is working its spells ; there 1s enchant- SEAS Cae OU Rw ee Loess Ye g\ spirits of the dead-and- i: ee Meee 7727) cone monks are about. SAND EEN AN GE Who or what is to exor- cise them? I could not describe the effect Aller- p 3 heiligen had upon me. ss We = eg any i. os The coachman cracked eee a i eR ele Xe his whip in true German \ \ ‘ 4 \ AY Ae Wen; $ Open space may be dig- \ WSR eeeeo nified by the term; the Wesgeaccacaneemes) landlord came out with eves) cmpressement as_ the SAY je Saas carriage drew up with Be, eee oa flourish. Mine host fo SSRN ES sg tS, had a keen eye to busi- RO RN Bite ness, and was glad to 3 s welcome an addition to his list of visitors. Next I was piloted across the road to the other portion ot the settlement, and given a room which looked on to the pine slopes, where the stream beat its ceaseless babble upon the brain. Before daylight quite faded I went down to look at the waterfall which makes Allerheiligen famous, and of which much is said. I soon found that, far down as the ruin and the settlement seemed, there was a yet lower depth beyond. ‘The valley narrowed into a cleft as I walked, and seemed about to close in. Soon an extra rush and roar told me I was approaching the cataract, and in a few moments I stood above a zig-zag waterfall that fell in numerous and picturesque \ ' i ‘\! \ ANS " "\\) a XY KY \ YN 4 ‘ ‘ i y\** aR “hy = ALLERHEILIGEN. CONMIELICKO KS. (EC)