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Identifier: outing53newy (find matches)
Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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cannot re-member, yet we were always busy. Jeanworked in the picture gallery until it closedat four. While she painted I was sup-posed to study Spanish, and when I couldtalk a little with the servants I was proudindeed. Did you find out why Maria was so latethis morning with the coffee? Jean askedme one day. Certainly, said I with dignity. ButI am not quite sure whether it was becauseshe had been married, or had a cold, orwas too tired. Jean stared. Well, of all crazy fools!she ejaculated. But whether she referredto me or to Maria I did not ask. Besides studying Spanish I visited the A Second-Class Trip into Spain 587 galleries,roamed a-bout the city,hunted forold brass inthe rag mar-ket, tried toe xc h angemoney whenthe rateswere mostprofi table,and didsome verymild shop-ping. Myerrands tooka great dealof time, forI had to sat-i s f y thecourteouscuriosity ofeach clerk asto why I wasin Madrid,how I likedit, where myhome was,surely not inthe Americaof the North,was I quitein the shop,
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Street stand, here, in season, are soldroasted chestnuts. well since I had last beendid I not find the climatetrying. At four, Jean would return; wewould have tea in our spacious but dingysitting room, and perhaps a friend woulddrop in. Sometimes we would make up aparty for one of the cafes, where we wouldenjoy having our chocolate in true Spanishstyle. Always the day was closed by aninterminable table dhote which began aftereight. Of the Prado Museum, that glorious pic-ture gallery, the chief wonder of Spain,whose treasures we heard she had refusedto sell even in her deepest financial reverses,I do not feel like attempting to describe inthis frivolous essay. But of some pointsin its management you may like to hear.Until recently it had been closed on rainydays. Now, the public is admitted free,daily. We were in Madrid during the falland early winter. As the city is betweenthree and four thousand feet high, thewinds began to grow cold, and the sun m ade littleimpressionon the greatsto

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