The Argosy — page 229: what you’re looking at

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212 In the Black Forest. looked if some grimalkin with fiery eyes and arched back kept guard upon her shoulder. But no. She seemed a peaceful woman enough; it was only her way. Just as these better thoughts in her favour were arising, a shrill cry without announced, with as much noise as those terrible trumpeters in ‘ Lohengrin ” heralding the break of day, that “ THE COUNTESS WAS COMING !” Immediately all was excitement and confusion. The bath-woman turned pale, dropped her witch’s stick, deserted her post, rushed out to greet THE Countess. I followed, and beheld a German giantess with) Hy AUT i —————— ~~ aan, =“ — —_ = { — ‘ . | ——— | —— "an it ity i ry ii 9, i pel HORNBERG, in full sail, accompanied by a maid carrying a huge bag. As a truthful historian, I am bound to record that she was ugly; no other word will describe this lady’s charms; possibly she was amiable. The bath-woman backed and bobbed before the Countess just as one does before royalty; and the giantess swept into her bath-room as if the world had been made for her, and for her alone. It was some time before order reigned once more, and anything beneath a Countess received attention. Rippoldsau is evidently more lively and frequented than Griesbach, there is a little more going on, and it seems more popular. Itis 2,000 feet above the level of the sea, and rejoices in a pure, bright air. The somewhat narrow valley is surrounded by densely wooded heights, yet after the lonely roads and forest solitudes that you have CONMIGO OO KS n(EO) m