The Argosy — page 68: what you’re looking at

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The Channel Islands. 57 transparent colours and clear depths; all the grand rocks that make Jersey a place of beauty and of interest. It was also the only hour out of the twenty-four that we came into close contact with the representatives of the English abroad—that experience which grows year by year more startling and miraculous from a specimen point of view. For therest of the time we were so uninterrupted in our haunts and rambles as to feel happy and fortunate in having chosen this quiet, calm October, for making acquaintance with the Channel Islands. Sunday, for one of us, was a dies non, spent in retirement and the miseries of headache. Monday, the one solitary car was announced for its day’s excursion. It looked—under the circumstances of October—quiet and inviting. We secured two seats to the right or the driver, and for the first time in our lives mounted a Jersey car. ST. PETER’S VALLEY. Perched on a level with first-floor windows, we dashed through the town. The weather was such as we dream of in Paradise, but very very rarely find on earth. ‘The sky was blue and unclouded; the atmosphere was radiant and exhilarating. If we lost a little in dignity as compared with our Saturday’s vehicle, we gained infi- nitely in pleasure, profit, and health. For three days we thus drove about and saw Jersey: three days never to be forgotten. We never had three such days afterwards ; even when the sky was unclouded, that peculiarly radrant atmosphere was no more. Forthe time we werein Eden, and then we came back to the worid. In this manner we grew to know, almost to love the island. But space fails, and the experiences of those three days must be left to another Paper. CONNIEDOOKS (E@) m