Harper's new monthly magazine . days walk. Itssituation is superb, on the very crest of a woodedmountain. Peasant-women, with gay red clothson their heads, brightened the fields, but theabundance of beggars showed that we were inBavaria. At the little town of Ebermannstadt two youngladies joined us. They wore round hats, muchjewelry, and expansive crinolines, which theycarefully gathered up under their arms beforetaking their seats, thereby avoiding the usual THE FRANCONIAN SWITZERLAND. 147 embarrassment. They saluted me with greatcordiality, apologizing for the amplitude of dresswhich obliged
Harper's new monthly magazine . days walk. Itssituation is superb, on the very crest of a woodedmountain. Peasant-women, with gay red clothson their heads, brightened the fields, but theabundance of beggars showed that we were inBavaria. At the little town of Ebermannstadt two youngladies joined us. They wore round hats, muchjewelry, and expansive crinolines, which theycarefully gathered up under their arms beforetaking their seats, thereby avoiding the usual THE FRANCONIAN SWITZERLAND. 147 embarrassment. They saluted me with greatcordiality, apologizing for the amplitude of dresswhich obliged me to shift my seat. I was alittle disappointed, however, to find that theyspoke the broadest patois, which properly re-quires the peasant costume to make it distance between their speech and theirdress was too great. Gelt, Hans, s geht ahissel barsch \iff said one of them to the pos-tillion—which is as if an American girl shouldsay to the stage-driver, Look hei-e, you Jack,its a sort o goin up-hill, aint it?. FRANCONiAN PEASANT-WOMAN. The valley now became quite narrow, andpresently I saw, by the huge masses of grayrock and the shattered tower of Neideck, thatwe were approaching Streitberg. This place isthe portal of the Franconian Switzerland. Situ-ated at the last turn of the Wiesent valley—orrather at the corner where it ceased to be agorge and becomes a valley—the village nes-tles at the base of a group of huge, splintered,overhanging rocks, among which still hang theruins of its feudal castle. Opposite, on thevery summit of a similar group, is the ruin ofXiedeck. The names of the two places (the Mount of Quarrel and the Corner of Envy)give us the clew to their history. Streitberg,no doubt, was at one time a very Ebal, orMount of Cursing—nor, to judge from the in-valid who accompanied us thither to try thewhey-cure, can it yet have entirely lost its char- acter. At the cure-house (as the Germans callit) there were some fifty similar individuals—sa
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