But the fairest time of all on the Steiger was at sunset, on clear autumn days, when the scene close at hand, where the threads of gossamer were floating, was steeped in golden light, the distance in such exquisite tints-from crimson to the deepest violet blue, edged with a line of light-the Saale glimmered with a silvery lustre amid its fringe of alders, and the sun flashed on the glittering panes of the Leuchtenburg.
We were now old enough to enjoy the magnificence of this prospect.

My young heart swelled at the sight; and if in after years my eyes could grasp the charm of a beautiful landscape and my pen successfully describe it, I learned the art here.
It was pleasant, too, that my mother saw all this with us, though she must often have gone to rest very much wearied from her rambles.

But teachers and pupils vied with each other in attentions to her.

She had won all hearts.

We noticed and rejoiced in it till the day came when she left us.
She was obliged to start very early in the morning, in order to reach Berlin the same evening.