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Letters from Majorca. 297 time ; in short all that is painful to short-lived mortality. In the winter we had not visited the monastery. We did so to-day. I especially wished to make its acquaintance. For me it bore a nameless charm. It was here that, fifty years ago, George Sand had spent a winter, accompanied by her children, and by Chopin. Imagine a man of Chopin’s delicate health and sensitive temperament, spend- ing a winter in Mallorca! It was a season of snow and frost, too, as George Sand has recorded. Even to-day, in visiting the island, you have to rough it to some extent: but fifty years ago the life here for a stranger was almost aboriginal. No one wanted him. He was a spy upon the land, like Caleb and Joshua: an intruder, il HU (aan ia | My My i) Aa My ai i i 4 : py iy ‘i ee ; He ) iy int iH ay i i Mt A, Z IM) Zz t z i 4 oO yt i ff my I i= a oe B oS ne js WO, peso mA re: | ———— —_—— = == ii i aM Be: = yy oh Nit (i it lt ‘on i} seat Nt oy wi : ze rue ! Wi 2 ( abe ae a es it i ie ‘8 fl (li Wp 4 ( fits jee Ye sy AN ie 17 a ee ry ign tea Hq Ave 1 i peat moe erie (is am] vy se x aS eis Wi 4 va \y) ee cap se f ise 3 at) fie cosine 2 oie ‘alt \ if oe, mri , Zz | —_ ye SSR il f oe) 5 a A Me a ec it = Bi be ST aay zi il Ta ye ee LCA ue 8 Ssrr7r bi hf re.) Yi, AY =e : Na as oy & Reo pe Nit, OC TL MNS I} iN | i name ays TTT) TTR = ltl nh \\ eM UOT Se itil)! j teen \ ’ it pao = inline ms ££) - mk enh i : WA! = f WEA A A PHT Doe) aa (0 ya - = — ——S ae a ad! " _ ,- “ LAW, ~ = "3 Way i, { jae it Wh, ot SY a nun Mite Pete TMI) es ra , yrs = iil wie wi ate ne faa i “4 7 | ‘ say ~@e nae i — aol! ma ee «ty "V il Oh mi ef ‘= > . - = — . _>— . = i = a =. - —— — rm = _~ ~~ = ~——= = — CLOISTERS OF VALDEMOSA, who was sent to Coventry. It nearly cost Chopin his life, and no doubt hastened his end. Of course the monastery is now deserted, as far as monks and midnight masses and religious ordinances are concerned. These all passed away long ago. The building is the sole remaining vestige of what has been. In Mallorca the monks have had their day. What was once devoted to sacred, is now given up to secular uses. ‘The monks have been and are not; but Mallorca has not renounced her religion, and is perhaps more priest-ridden than Spain itself. Nay, very certainly so. We first entered the church attached to the monastery ; an empty building of fine proportions, dimly lighted. Our footsteps echoed under the vaulted roof. At the farther end, behind a screen, was a VOL. XLV. U comicooolks (CO) mn