sausage-maker.

Traveling, of course, was pleasant at this time of the year, and
the two Americans saw much that interested them along the way.
Their French, especially Anguish's, was of great value to them,
for they found occasion to use it at all times and in all places.
Both spoke German fairly well, and took every opportunity to
brush up in that language, Lorry remembering that the
Guggenslockers used many expressions that showed a preference for
the Teutonic. The blithe Anguish, confident and in high feather,
was heart and soul in the odd expedition of love, and talked
incessantly of their reception by the far-away hostess, their
impressions and the final result. His camera and sketching
materials were packed away with his traps. It was his avowed
intention to immortalize the trip by means of plate, palate and
brush.

At the end of two days they reached a certain large city,--the
first change, and then seven hundred miles to another. The
distance from this point to the capital of Graustark was two
hundred miles or more, chiefly through mountainous lands.
Somewhat elated by the cheerful information there received, they
resumed the journey to Edelweiss, the city of vale, slope and
park,--summer, fall and winter. Changing cars at the end of the
second day out, they sat back in the dusty seats of their
carriage and sighed with relief.

"Unless we jump the track, this train will land us in the city we
are looking for," said Anguish, stretching out his legs
comfortably. "I'll admit it has been a tiresome journey, and