Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 230 of 400
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In the Black Forest. 2n3 traversed and loved for days, to come suddenly upon this lively settlement and crowd of visitors is at the first moment oppressive with a sense of suffocation and restraint. The previous rest, repose, and seclusion have vanished for a time. All this might be the life and activity of a fashionable watering-place ; it seems out of character with the Black Forest, and is resented accordingly. In the open space enclosing the three sides of the great white building, people are sitting at small tables, taking their favourite beverage, in full enjoyment of “le grand air.” Visitors form themselves into groups and coteries ; social merriment reigns. Music i poe 42 ‘o> “aa 4 — ‘ sm” a so Ss [J 4 »*, . Soy ~ 1 s& e Rem CW ae AY 4 1A) Lf 7" ha,’ ; ] IBN oy ee ie | 2 GUTACHTHAL, is in force at night, and sometimes dancing. Sentimental couples pace the avenues, and under cover ot the darkness make love and eternal vows. If there is a moon they gaze at it in concert. ‘In full orbed glory, yonder moon divine , Rolls through the dark-blue depths.” So wrote Southey ; and this and much more, concealed to ordinary eyes, lovers apparently discover in the attractions of the Queen of Night. Their paradise is very sweet while it lasts; and awakening to realities is, after all, good discipline. The most imposing personage (after the Countess) was the police- man; so grand in gold braid, so gentlemanly in appearance, it was puzzling to mark his rank. As night advanced, I found myself walk- ing his beat, and joined him in the shady avenue, under the stars. | | COMMICLOOLKS (CO)