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1 Leave a comment on paragraph 1 0 291            Geneva to Lake Maggiore

2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 and half,     not very comfortable before the little fire in the large fireplace
of this cheerless plain Dining room,   but our party is large and
jolly   and we do justice to the plain dinner set before us, with some
little attempt at regular courses and changes of plates,   except the
hard Sour Bread which none can swallow and “none better in town”
but the meats are warm and our hunger is satisfied-

3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 Upon a side table is one of those funny “Rigisters” [sic] where
travellers are at liberty to scratch and comment upon the previous
essays.   Quite amusing,   and at Annas urgency I dash off
the following beside our long string of Castles and Wades.–

4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 On the Simplon before the castle tower-
Castles at Dinner “the bread’s too sour”-
But Wading into the victuals and drink-
Castling and Wading not “stopping to think”-

5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 At 3 1/2 we are upon the road again    descending rapidly.
Thus far we had been high up the sloping mountain side, perhaps
half a mile from the opposite highth at our right, although both slopes
meet at the narrow ravine, far below us-  but now we are
entering a narrow gorge similar to the Trient   where the walls
are quite perpendicular, almost meeting each other thousands of
feet overhead.        Our road winds around, under and through
the projections, frequently cross the cataract,  through tunnels
always the same wide, smooth, finely graded and firmly guarded
highway where we whirl along rapidly in perfect security- a
marvel of engineering skill-

6 Leave a comment on paragraph 6 0 In one of the narrowest parts, across the cascade, upon the a ledge of
rocks, a hundred feet above us stands a stone wall and small

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