AN
ART-STUDENT IN MUNICH.
CHAPTER I.
SETTLING-DOWN. -A RELIGIOUS PROCESSION. -THE HOP-
KAPELLE. A GREAT PAINTER’S STUDIO AND CARTOONS.
Munich, June Xst, 1850.—Here we are in Munich.
These last several days have been such a confusion
of excitement, delight, disappointment, joy, fatigue, and
disgust, that I scarcely know where to begin my narra-
tive. I will, however, begin with prosaic lodging-hunting.
To-day, all yesterday, and part of Saturday, have we been
hunting for our little home that is to be; and as yet
have not found it. The fact is, Munich is very full, from
the sitting of the Bavarian Parliament, and from the great
number of soldiers and students here; so that it seems
next to impossible to find what we want,—cleanliness,
respectability, and moderate charges combined. I should
think I have been in almost every street in Munich; and
what queer places and people I have seen ! I fancy to-night,
when I fall asleep, I shall find myself in dreams standing
at the corner of some old street, reading the written adver-
tisements which are posted up in such places. I seem to
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ART-STUDENT IN MUNICH.
CHAPTER I.
SETTLING-DOWN. -A RELIGIOUS PROCESSION. -THE HOP-
KAPELLE. A GREAT PAINTER’S STUDIO AND CARTOONS.
Munich, June Xst, 1850.—Here we are in Munich.
These last several days have been such a confusion
of excitement, delight, disappointment, joy, fatigue, and
disgust, that I scarcely know where to begin my narra-
tive. I will, however, begin with prosaic lodging-hunting.
To-day, all yesterday, and part of Saturday, have we been
hunting for our little home that is to be; and as yet
have not found it. The fact is, Munich is very full, from
the sitting of the Bavarian Parliament, and from the great
number of soldiers and students here; so that it seems
next to impossible to find what we want,—cleanliness,
respectability, and moderate charges combined. I should
think I have been in almost every street in Munich; and
what queer places and people I have seen ! I fancy to-night,
when I fall asleep, I shall find myself in dreams standing
at the corner of some old street, reading the written adver-
tisements which are posted up in such places. I seem to
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