Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 73 of 400
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60 In the Black Forest. presently, issued out again into the pure air and blue skies, twice pure and blue after those dismally attractive dungeons. I continued my solitary, but by no means lonely way towards the Old Castle, mounting high and higher, beneath pine trees, through footpaths that were short cuts upwards: nothing before me but the dead wall of mountain and forest; jutting rocks here and there conspicuous ; melancholy, beautiful firs fringing the outlines of the summits, After a good bit of ascending, steep only towards the end, a turn in the road brought me to the old ruin, at the foot of : Cenk tN NY a if ha on Ny AIR MES R3: fil at Bice re il iF iA . = Y, CANS \gae Thi |, Vii ts / === - OT LES fees: > h 4 Or) a Eb . * i — Pai) \ = = <s 2 ed ——— — —— 3 ——— ———— A SEZ SS —® a WS =a = et —\ eset AA Lz) a ‘i y, ' i Wi wh NS Ni\ e, ¥ ph) a. iN ¥ () ys aN eh Bee FEES SANA AW i ~~ f) ‘ 4 4 Ge Ss IE 7 ay <—— = — ZA4AZ LAL 1 ZZ tog C!S on, i L=-2 5 ; rove 7 VIE <5 ne <P P| = J FF * *“ - ~f — + 4 om ‘THE OLD CASTLE. which a photograph stall strangely blended together past and present. On through the old gateway, and leaving a restaurant to the left (to what ends of the earth will you wander and vof find a restaurant ?), I was soon amidst crumbling walls and ruined arches, and stairs more picturesque in decay than in their youth. Lordly halls these rooms must have been, in bygone generations, when fair dames and gallant cavaliers graced them, and merry voices echoed far and near, and distant horns rang through the vast woods. The first thing to arrest attention was the weird sound of an Afolian harp, which seemed to linger in the air. But, mounting the - crumbling stairs and passing round a terrace protected by a railing, it was discovered in one of the ancient windows, secured by iron bars. The day was boisterous, and the instrument kept up an incessant CORMIECLOO KS. (€©) m