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As I have already re rides into

the country, and so day My

clerk was always on duty, and the work never appeared to make him

round-shouldered

I had ridden horses for years, and to throw a leg over a good reatest pleasures in the world I delighted in

stopping at the old feudal inns, of studying the stolid Ger fro

ancient ar roe to stop at soht's lodging for myself and horse

Seldom, if ever, did I meet with a refusal

I possessed the whi

on till night swooped down from the snow-capped mountains I had a bit

of poetry in my system that had never been co that at the very next _Schloss_ or inn I was to

hit upon soht, and

inordinately fond of rey whipcord breeches, tan boots, a blue serge coat, white

stock, and never a hat or cap till the sno I used to laugh when

the peasants asked leave to lend me a cap or to run back and find the