repaid.
I had already seen the greater part of the little land, and so gave up
my thwarted plans the more cheerfully. When the post-omnibus for Herisau
came to the inn door, I took my seat therein, saying, like Schiller's
_Sennbub', "Ihr Matten, lebtwohl, Ihr sonnigen Weiden_!"

The country became softer and lovelier as the road gradually fell
towards Herisau, which is the richest and stateliest town of the Canton.
I saw little of it except the hospitable home of my friend the
Chancellor, for we had brought the Alpine weather with us. The
architecture of the place, nevertheless, is charming, the town being
composed of country-houses, balconied and shingled, and set down
together in the most irregular way, every street shooting off at a
different angle. A mile beyond, I reached the edge of the mountain
region, and again looked down upon the prosperous valley of St. Gall.
Below me was the railway, and as I sped towards Zurich that afternoon,
the top of the Sentis, piercing through a mass of dark rain-clouds, was
my last glimpse of the Little Land of Appenzell.

THE LOST GENIUS.

A giant came to me, when I was young,
My instant will to ask,--
My earthly Servant, from the earth he sprung
Eager for any task!

"What wilt thou, O my Master?" he began;
"Whatever can be," I.
"Say but thy wish,--whate'er thou wilt I can,"
The strong Slave made reply.

"Enter the earth and bring its riches forth,
For pearls explore the sea.'
He brought from East and West, and South and North,
All treasures back to me!

"Build me a palace wherein I may dwell."
"Awake, and see it done,"
Spake his great voice at dawn. O miracle,
That glittered in the sun!

"Find me the princess fit for my embrace,
The vision of my breast,--
For her search every clime and every race."
My yearning arms were blessed!

"Get me all knowledge." Sages with their lore,
And poets with their songs,
Crowded my palace halls at every door,
In mute obedient throngs!

"Now bring me wisdom." Long ago he went;
(The cold task harder seems;)
He did not hasten with the last content,--
The rest, meanwhile, were dreams!

Houseless and poor, on many a trackless road,
Without a guide, I found
A white-haired phantom with th