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44 AN ART-STUDENT IN MUNICH.
described last evening, with its beautiful walk down that lovely
Ludwig Strasse; the long pause in the Ludwig Kirche,
which affected us, seen in the twilight, as it never had
affected us before, and our enjoyment of a glorious sun-
set, which we witnessed over the plain. The immensity
of a plain affects one like the immensity of the ocean.
Yes, I love this plain, as apparently I love everything con-
nected with Munich ! Everything, excepting the heat, the
rain, the veal, and—the fleas ! The greatest of all plagues !
There was no plague in Egypt to compare to them ! They
fairly leap about the paper as I write. I have long since
given up the sofa, convinced that it is stuffed with fleas
instead of wool.
described last evening, with its beautiful walk down that lovely
Ludwig Strasse; the long pause in the Ludwig Kirche,
which affected us, seen in the twilight, as it never had
affected us before, and our enjoyment of a glorious sun-
set, which we witnessed over the plain. The immensity
of a plain affects one like the immensity of the ocean.
Yes, I love this plain, as apparently I love everything con-
nected with Munich ! Everything, excepting the heat, the
rain, the veal, and—the fleas ! The greatest of all plagues !
There was no plague in Egypt to compare to them ! They
fairly leap about the paper as I write. I have long since
given up the sofa, convinced that it is stuffed with fleas
instead of wool.