The Argosy . To-day the landlord examined my camera with the utmost minute-ness and interest. He considered it the best he had ever seen, andevidently felt that it would produce far greater results in his handsthan in mine. I have not a doubt of it. 6o Letters from Majorca, But all this time we are leaving the lady screaming and howling:for the sounds proceeded from a young woman of some twentysummers—or winters, according to her date of birth. The cause,we found, was indeed a sad one. The father had gone out thatmorning in his usual health, and had been brought home dead. Hehad a son who was
The Argosy . To-day the landlord examined my camera with the utmost minute-ness and interest. He considered it the best he had ever seen, andevidently felt that it would produce far greater results in his handsthan in mine. I have not a doubt of it. 6o Letters from Majorca, But all this time we are leaving the lady screaming and howling:for the sounds proceeded from a young woman of some twentysummers—or winters, according to her date of birth. The cause,we found, was indeed a sad one. The father had gone out thatmorning in his usual health, and had been brought home dead. Hehad a son who was a priest in the town, and we saw him at thismoment hastening up as fast as his robes would allow him to do so. These shrieks, horrible and heartrending, are the mode in whichthe people of Pollensa give expression to their feelings and declaretheir griefs. It is distressing beyond imagination, and, of course,answers no good purpose. In this instance they never ceased, andwe were glad to leave them behind On the Calvaire. The landlady had prepared a repast, and it was served in a roomabout four feet square. I cannot conscientiously say that I took italone, for all the cocks and the hens in the yard joined me, andhalf-a-dozen cats and dogs ; all with such evident intentions and suchappealing looks, that food that was meant for me was fain to find itsway to the birds and animals. There was a perfect understandingbetween us, and they were all on excellent terms with each had never lunched with so mixed (or unmixed) an assembly, andfelt very much as if the primeval days had returned. Fortunatelythe good woman had provided not only a superabundance ot food,but some of it of so mysterious a kind and flavour, that even Oliverhimself would never have asked for more. Apparently, however,there are no mysteries in the fowl world, the cat and dog creation, forthese very mysteries they most appreciated. Letters from Majorca, 6i My visit to Pollensa will always be associated wit
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