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Title: A university tramp
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Hubbell, Orrin Z
Subjects: Europe -- Description and travel
Publisher: Elkhart, Ind. : G. W. Butler
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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a perfect abandonment ofjoy. A greater interest attaches to it from the fact thathere Wordsworth met his Highland girl. And thoughwe met no Highland lass, we can say with the poet:Now thanks to Heaven, that of its graceHath led me to this lovely place.Joy have I had, and going hence,I bear away my recompense.At this place, according to the itinerary, we were tobegin our tramping. The path, or rather highway,leads from Inversnaid to Stronachlacher on Loch Katrineand climbs over the mountains between the two places.It was a beautiful day for a walk, the sky clear, the sunbright, the grass and foliage green. But like MarkTwain, at the last moment, for private reasons wechanged our minds and took carriages. While thesewere preparing, we scrambled up the hill to the top of thecascade, and then up steps, over rocks, along paths linedwith underbrush and carpeted by nature with designsand hues and patterns never rivaled by art; we toiled on,gathering rare botanical specimens and examining the
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The Palls at Inversnaid. — 25 — curious strata of the rocks, until we emerged upon theroad several hundred feet above the starting point, butalmost directly over it. A pretty picture it was, as wesat there on rocks and patches of grass, and stumpsof trees, each in a place of his own choice, the ladies intheir picturesque tramping suits, the white and wind-ing road on one side, and the rugged hill at the other,dropping away in ridges and terraces to the beautifullake below. And those gray rocks; that household lawn. Those trees, a vail just half withdrawn, This fall of water that doth make s A murmur near the silent lake.Here we awaited the arrival of the carriages which were totake us to Lake Katrine. Nor did we wait long. Soonthey came, and we mounted upon the high seats, and amore joyous or happier party never rode across thosebeautiful hills. The road is McAdamized, about twentyfeet wide, hard and smooth as a floor, and winds aroundlike a great serpent through and over the high

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