A MOORISH KNOCKER, SEVILLE INTERIOR OF A SPANTRH CIIURCH STREET OF THE ALCAZARIA . TAILPIECE . . TIEAD-PIECE A CANAL IN AMSTERDAM DUTCH LUGGERS, AMSTERDAM A MARKET LANDING, AMSTERDAM THE STATIOXN-HOUSE LAMP HOLLAND MILK JAR HEAD-PTECE THE BALCOXY . . SUNSET, DORDRECIIT . HEAD-PIECE AN OLD WIND-MILL, PAPENDRECHT HEAD-PIECE FERRY LANDING, DORDRECHT TAIL-PIECE FRUIT MARKET, VENICE GRAND CANAL, VENICE FISHING BOATS, VENICE OFF THE SANTA MARIA DELLA PIETA . GONDOLAS WAITING TAIL-PIECE THE SALUTE FROM

At fom yon can return again.” Two pesetas performed a miracle. The sacristan was soon in the hot street with the money and the keys in his pocket, and I was locked np alone in the cool church with my easel and sketch. I continued painting, The homrs wove on slowly. The light streamed in throngh the high windows, patterned the Hoot, crept np the altar steps, and illumined the head of the luge angel with a crown of prismatic color. The silence became intense, and was broken only by the mnffled sou

Margo, the agnadero, and T became great friends. His cheery, bright face, and his welcome “buenos dias, sefior,” were very grateful to me so many miles away from home. Ie and the donkeys stumbled in upon me at all hours, and in all parts of the Alhambra grounds; and if he did not quickly eateh sight of my white nmbrella, he would leave his little beasts in the road and go in serch of me This afternoon 1 heard lis voice far down the hill, and in a few moments more he came swging through the small

Having shalsen the water of Amsterdam from off my feet, dust being out of "the gestion in this moist climate, 1 lave settled myself for a month in this sleepy old town of Dordrecht on the Daas, Tt 15 a fair sample of all Holland, — flat, wet, and quaint; full of canals, market boats, red-tiled roofs, vosy-cheeked girls, brass milk cans, wooden shoes, and fish. Every inch of it is as clean as bare arms, scrubbing brushes, and plenty of water can make it. The town possesses an old gate built in fi

I ax aware that this is rather an indefinite belfry, for Bavaria covers a wide temitory, and bel fries are by no means rare; but, nevertheless, this is as near as any one will ever get to the exact locality of this particular belfry from any information which I will for nish, and there are good reasons for my reticence. This belfry caps the quaint tower of a enrious old Franciscan wmonastery. It is built of red sandstone, seamed and scarred by the weathers of many centuries, and barnacled all ov