The Argosy — page 58: what you’re looking at

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The Cruse of the Reserve Squadron. A5 hopes, our cherished aspirations. Do they not all drop from us one by one; fly from our grasp with the fell certainty of an ignis fatuus ; leaving in their place in flaming letters the words Disillusion, Disen- chantment, Disappointment? Once we doubted Solomon; his wisdom was not for us, his experience not ours ; but the day comes when his “ Vanity of Vanities,” finds its echo in the heart. The next morning our first duty was to see the Alhambra by day. vpay fa l2 th Hipde : \ ‘ : nih rr aba heats 10ANs Os ww aL Ana CNIT TAN RERT ai Sar een Re UULVLVILTITTMVPPM TBE —— -_ —S — — Sd) ASAous he O 7 Zz PUERTA DEL VINO, ALHAMBRA, We had seen it by moonlight. That visit had left behind it a profound, unfading impression. Halls, courts and corridors, steeped in silvery light and deep shadows, haunted the imagination. Look- ing back to those night hours, more than ever it seemed that we had visited a land of enchantment, a building raised by no human power. All one’s dreams and conceptions of Eastern beauty and luxuriance were here more than realised. Daylight would no doubt dispel some of the illusion to which memory clung with so much pleasure, but a more intimate acquaintance with the details and surroundings of the Alhambra must prove the gain of a loss. | CORnNICOOOKS.€O