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Letters from Majorca. | 61 My visit to Pollensa will always be associated with this interesting repast. Mr. Bateman had written to the landlord, commending me to his care, and couched the letter in such terms that I believe the whole poultry-yard would have been sacrificed to my rapacity, had it been necessary ; in which case, I should have lost the exquisite sensation of being in a modern Noah’s ark. Fortunately I am not one of those giants that we read of in fairy tales. Seven-leagued boots, and hasty puddings as large as an ocean are not in my way. I shall never wish to grind men’s bones to make my bread. After this primeval banquet, we went forth again to inspect what remained to be seen of the town. Mine host first conducted me to the desecrated church. ‘Thereby hangs a tale. The immense build- an iat ti : ae ma i oe Meee ie int (Wy 2 <7) H PAL f ; ‘ = ul iy iy oa a ba i. (aver Ne ial ihe nt rail ards ae f iat sty: Te Ir set dling’ a i i | He a nt. wo coe mY = ii ) fhe ey: tl ~e ‘ catigis pa Ms i fa i ‘ as Nally , Mu Wd Wl ‘WHS S ee Be Kit ! a ms > alte (i mi aut ! iM rf i Ai Nt srs | a ba as itl i \\h IN IPA) ih ran i iy ‘| Ii Nig « -¥ y Vi | Oh gee ra — m TE Raeh — \ I i om ) «ie mT ut, my i tk i nea Wy jie ca 3 =m: pH ti Vv ot i hau nr hy YY fi rhe 1 j if) Ne re } Ey | aun) sea a: ct 12 a = => CLOISTERS, POLLENSA. ing, of which it was a part, was once a monastery. We wandered through the endless stone corridors that those who have visited monasteries must know so well, in search of the keys of the building. To-day, out of the glaring sun and intense heat, they were specially grateful. One read reason in the roasting of eggs; that is to say, in the necessity for these gloomy passages in the days when the monks had a good time of it. Some of the old cells have been turned into civil uses, and here they now administer the affairs of the town. A few antiquities are hoarded up religiously ; a skull and crossbones, a suit of armour, a shield and a cannon-ball, and one or two muskets of rude construction and ponderous weight, eloucting, I think, to the uae ake Druids. ‘They had certainly no business to be of any later ate. The keys procured, we entered the church. It is large, with a COMICOOOKS.c©