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Title: Pictures in Tyrol and elsewhere
Year: 1869 (1860s)
Authors: (Tuckett, Elizabeth) (from old catalog)
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Publisher: London, Longmans, Green, and co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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lers! cried theWirthin, it is wollen, and mussen, and im AugenblichIt is ever so, ever; but it is Freitag—there is no meat—the Herrschaft know it is a fast. But, madame ! we replied, (we are Protestantsand English, and very hungry, and, according to ourreligion, when we are hungry we are to eat. Dearmadame, send some one to look for that little calf, forassuredly meat is a canon of our faith, and without itour nation cannot exist. Sauerkraut is a dish highlyto be commended, but the English stomach is inca-pable of being nourished by it. Is there not a littlecalf? Thus pressed on all sides, the good Wirthin gave way.If we were heretics, what did it matter ? But she musthave said an extra Ave or two over her frying-pan, to easeher conscience, and thus delayed the cooking, judgingfrom the length of time we had to wait. Once more in our omnibus, we journeyed to Telfs, wherethere were more picturesque houses and wooden saints, agreat fountain, and a church tower, half spire, half dome,
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MOUNTAINEERING IN AN OMNIBUS. 31 a great brown bulb swelling out above the stone-work,with a slender rod ending in a gilt cross. Large quantitiesof wood were piled up by the river, waiting to be carrieddown to the saltworks at Hall, and there was a churchyardfull of quaint tombs, bas-reliefs, and rude frescoes. Chil-dren were playing amongst the graves, and the Telfschickens making themselves at home on the grass, whilstone old hen was drinking solemnly out of a small cup ofholy water, which was sculptured in the stone. At Zirlour last omnibus was left behind, and, after a considerableamount of discussion and entreaty on the part of thegentlemen, a carriage was secured, and our luggage packedaway somewhere about it, when the waiter announced tous that all was ready, and ushered us from the salle amanger, where we had been waiting, to the front-door.We seemed to have journeyed back two hundred years atthe least, and to be living in some old-world story. Sucha chariot was waiting for us

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