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Der Neuenheimer: the magazine of Neuenheim College, Heidelberg, Germany — 1886

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walked straight home, getting in at 5.30. P. M. after a
very enjoyable day, looking forward to get »early to
bed«, and rejoicing that »early to rise« would not be
our fate next morning. X. Y. Z.

A »Frei« was given after ten o'clock last Friday,
and so we all started off in high spirits so walk to
Neckargemünd via Bammenthal. We passed Farnleyberg,
which is situated at the foot of the mountains which it
was our intention to cross. "We noticed one of our party
climbing up a tall perpendicular pine-tree for the sake
of gratifying Iiis own and his friends' curiosity concern-
ing the contents of an old squirrel's nest. When we
arrived at the top, we were rewarded by obtaining a very
extensive view across the plain, which was more than
usually distinct as at slight rain had cleared the atmo-
sphere, and the sun had just shown itself from behind
some clouds. We saw the tortuous Rhine with the Neckar
llowing into it, — Mannheim and Speyer also were easily
observed and those mountains, which extend from right
to left and border the plain, were well delineated against
the clear sky. But we were not to go on our way un-
molested, and so we had to undergo the necessity of
turning up our collars, while the rain descended in rather
a pleasant manner than otherwise. Then we reached the
«drei Eichen», — why so called we have not yet been
able to discover, as there are only two oaks, one of which
has no inside, and is uttely destitute of boughs and bran-
ches. While we were resting here some of the village
women passed, returning from market, with huge baskets
of various articles perched on their heads, giving them,
in the distance, the appearance of a group of walking
toad-stools. Just before entering Gaiberg we passed a
somewhat interesting relic of bygone days, viz. a swine-
herdsman, who kept himself surrounded by his charge
simply by blowing a horn at intervals; this individual
did not look overworked. We passed in at one, and out
at the other side of Gaiberg, the inns of the place fai-
ling to entice us. Once more on the road, we soon
 
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