He keeps a little journal, in which he describes the process of nailmaking, and incidentally throws a luminous beam upon himself.
'August 2, 1841 .-- Clout nailmaking goes on here rather considerably, and is a very neat and pretty operation to observe.

I love a smith's shop and anything relating to smithery.

My father was a smith.' From Interlaken he went to the Falls of the Giessbach, on the pleasant lake of Brientz.

And here we have him watching the shoot of the cataract down its series of precipices.

It is shattered into foam at the base of each, and tossed by its own recoil as water-dust through the air.