is best not to say what he could have done--it was
too terrible for publication in these pages.

A BOAT AT ORTA.

A MOUNTAIN WALK.

Robinson, with warmth, and some distance behind,-- "What is the use of
going on at that rate?"

Poor Jones! Who would have thought he could ever be tired!

Pleasant.

The accident that befell Robinson. --No. 1.

The accident that befell Robinson. --No. 2.

[ORTA.]

ROBINSON RETIRES FOR THE NIGHT.

To prevent anxiety, we had better state that he is tired--nothing else.

"Now do, Robinson, jump up like a good fellow; we ought to be starting
now--and think how pleasant it will be, once you are up!"

[VARALLO.]

THE INN.

How Brown, returning from sketching, was beset by beggars in a lonely
place.

[MILAN.]

They pay a visit to the marionette theatre.

A snob they saw writing his name upon roof of Milan cathedral.

ENLIGHTENED BEHAVIOUR IN A FOREIGN CHURCH.

We are happy to say, that B. J. and R. had no connection with the above
party.

Robinson's determination to let his beard grow "naturally," had an
absurd result, the hair growing in violent and abrupt crops in some
places, and not at all in others; so that Jones, who was sensitive about
appearances, (and whose own moustache was doing beautifully,) insisted
at last upon R.'s being shaved, which event accordingly took place in
the city of Milan. It was well that Robinson consented, for the barber
eyed him eagerly, and as if he would spring upon him and shave him by
force.

CAFE MILAN.--SUDDEN AND UNEXPECTED ARRIVAL OF DISTINGUISHED FOREIGNERS.

The moment we seated ourselves in a cafe, an awful group of beggars
stood before us--so suddenly that they appeared to have come up through
a trap-door--and demanded alms. They would not go without money, and
when they got it they took it as a right. It would not do for one of us
to "settle" with them for the whole party, for no sooner had I given
them a coin than they turned to Jones, and when done with him, coolly
set upon Robinson. The instant one tribe departed, a fresh relais
arrived, so that there was a constant supply (of beggars) and demand (on
our purses).

No place seemed safe: in the most magnificent and luxuriously-decorated
cafes they had perfect right of way, the contrast between the rich
gilding, glass, fountains, etc., of the one, and the rags, dirt, and
dramatically got-up horrors of the other being picture