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Letters from Majorca. 297 club, but almost in the quaint courtyard of the ancient castle of Belver itself. He came out and looked after us as we went down, speculation in his gaze. He unbosomed himself to Francisco yesterday, and con- fessed that he was much exercised in mind ; had never come across similar travellers ‘‘ companying” with cameras; could not decide whether we were noblemen in disguise, ordinary English gentlemen, afflicted with a mania, or itinerant photographers pure and simple. This is the penalty one has to pay for the least thing done out ot the ordinary way. We reached the little garden. The custodian of the Town Hall, aid u nth nye 1 a - Ta i vit nt i ' mf iw Py a : - 1 SD oath Tt P dt pot Dual * i i h an Gea rods Fe # ais iu il: iN Wc sii ie Se pitt ya pS Se Wilt EE, 5 SSE SS Vii ea re near _ || —- ee \ , ‘ = ee = ‘4 ‘ - aad * ua! ~— : et ’ r < eee < s * — ( ad eS ts; >i nN — - “yy = | r — i ‘ ° . lu ‘inet an; P| a ——— = a me i=" i= . — i : ve — V) = ee ea — a = ————. — = \g ——- } NG Jin fo »S , TE: 8 2 \ y, TE: y i i = - ‘VPOw ee) | 1 fou, | { ‘ f Molding mh ~ Hiv ed (hha Uae) i +e aid } ! ‘ thy ' j : \ i i i b i 1 | c+ = WS ne | ~ a) Pe “SS>.- 2S =€ " i PRISON CLOISTERS. in uniform and brass buttons, came to us, ascertained that our box contained no dynamite or other explosive substance, and very kindly left us to follow our pleasure. We set up the camera, took infinite pains in the focussing, admired and congratulated each other upon the general effect ; and the sittings— or rather standings—triumphantly concluded. We at once carried the plates to our right-hand man in Palma—the original and obliging pho- tographer, who does not now appear upon the scene for the first time. He, by the way, is the most delightfully trusting being you can imagine ; allows me to choose and take away everything I like; never examines what I put aside; allows no payment; but says: ‘‘ By-and- oy, before you leave, we can settle our differences.” I have many of his views by me; but whether I have ten, or whether I have fifty, he knows not, and seems quite happy in his ignorance. NOOKS (SO) (SO)