The Argosy — page 74: what you’re looking at

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In the Black Forest. . 6I shriek, most mournful, most melancholy; ‘‘like the wail of a soul in pain.” It might have been the long-drawn sighs of a familiar spirit of the place, for ever haunting it, ever restless and unhappy. Now it seemed to scream above the tops of the trees, now to whirl round and round the ruined walls, and fill the air with its agony. It was out of harmony with the place, and destroyed all its solitude and solemnity. But what a view met the eye on all sides! Far down, sleeping in a hollow, lay Baden, a small spot of civilized life amidst the vast surrounding plains and fields of creation. At one’s feet stood the outer portions of the castle in jagged and crumbling ruins; the trees GERNSBACH, NEAR BADEN. within their precincts of a purer, livelier green than those beyond. Surrounding the town the mountains rose in chains and piles, hill after hill, and tier beyond tier, an eternity of forest and verdure, as it seemed: hills clothed with the dark pines that give so sad yet true a name to the Black Forest. ‘The walls of the ruined castle were overgrown with moss and lichen and numberless creepers. Fringes of pines displayed themselves in the immediate neighbour- hood, each one distinct and detached from the other ; but beyond, and far away asthe eyecould follow, the black mountains accumulatedin dense dark masses and outlines. Stretches of velvety fields and slopes here and there relieved the gloom. White roads twisted, snake-like, about the vast scene. To the right stretched great uninteresting plains, the flowing Rhine a conspicuous object, but here not more romantic than the tamest of rivers. In the distance rose the long chain of the Vosges EOMICLOOKS (CO) im