The Argosy — page 393: what you’re looking at

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372 Under Northern Skies. indeed, needed no interpreter. Crumbling remains of Gothic tracery ; exquisite oriel windows, still perfect with the exception of the glass ; ornamentation often delicate as lace work, in all the refinement of age and partial decay. Wonderful arches standing alone, spanning the whole ruin from north to south, framing the east walls and windows beyond. Delicate flying arches, sometimes three or four of them, one behind another. Crumbling walls and masonry on all sides, often ivy-laden. We mounted some of them by unseen staircases in the towers a stim weghaes — i TI i | {i \ | nt ‘ Hh ‘ | a hile THe Mi e earstoya ' HI > . v_ & ie rn) Vi 2 ‘ :.> je er eal } re Of. = dim. SSS ee ae 7 pee 3 — XS, x = ~ A WISBY. fragments of stone steps now hardly yielding foothold. Outside, we trod the narrow ways, giddy with the height and a sense of insecurity. The view was wonderful. All around and about us were the ruins. Conspicuous above all stood out the white walls and minaret towers of the cathedral. At our feet, the small, curious town, its mazy streets, narrow and uneven; steep slopes where the houses rose one above another, often seemed falling into each other. Surrounding all were the old walls with their watch-towers and gateways. Of the forty-eight towers once standing, thirty-eight are still suff- ciently perfect to look formidable. Some have been turned into store-rooms ; others are inhabited. They date back to the thirteenth century, yet are not the original walls of Wisby. Beyond the walls is the ‘Gallows Hill,” where, formerly, people were put to death and GomiGchdooksncom