The Argosy — page 154: what you’re looking at

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In the Black Forest. 139 corridors must have echoed to the footsteps of the brethren, as they crept along in cowl and sandal, and, perhaps, like the monks of La Trappe, raised their eyes to each other’s faces only to give additional force to the mournful ‘‘memento mori” of that order. All trace of the corridors had disappeared ; the very ruin of much that had existed could no longer be seen; the monks and their order had passed into the land of shadows ; but all surrounding nature, the running stream, the eternal, pine-clad hills remained the same. ‘These change not. I returned and found that everyone breakfasted in a sort of covered shed or open room attached to the main building. ‘The morning was fresh and chilly; the ladies wore their bonnets, the gentlemen their hats. There was great bowing and scraping amongst them ; endless ceremonies and inquiries as to how everyone had slept. All looked as if breakfast indoors in a sensible room with closed windows would have been much more agreeable. For the sun had not penetrated into the hollow; the gloom of the hills alone was enough to freeze one at this early hour; the rushing water, in fancy at any rate, chilled all the air. But the coffee, and the delicious honey that you find all over the Black Forest, and the hard-boiled eggs served out to everyone, a little modified this state of things, and put something of life and animation into the assembled groups. Punctually at nine o’clock Jehu came round with the carriage. He, at any rate, looked neither goblin-haunted nor in any other way disturbed. ‘The landlord closed the door, with a flourish; wished me a happy journey ; made a deep obeisance as he begged the favour of recommendation. ‘The coachman cracked his whip ; the loiterers. in the breakfast-room looked after the carriage, and—I hope—speeded the parting guest. We left the ruins, and the inn, and all the rest of it behind us, and went on our way rejoicing. CoOnniclooolks (S(O)