Excerpt from Europe: Its People and Princes; Its Pleasures and Palaces; A Graphic and Interesting Narrative of a Distinguished American Woman's Tour of One Year Among the Leading Attractions of Europe I performed my toilet as speedily as circumstances would allow, and hurried on deck, where I soon found myself quite well. The day was delicious beyond what words may tell. The air was fresh, yet the sea tranquil, and the sur shine rich and warm. There seemed a sort of strife of beauty, a rival ship of brightness, between the heaven above and the waters below, and the soul of the gazer now went floating off on the green undulations of the waves, to where they seemed to break against the sky, or dreamed itself away into the fathomless blue, in a sort of quiet, wordless ecstasy the still luxury of delight. Then came on the night - our first night at sea. The wind had freshened, the sails were set, the ship shot through the gleaming waves, scattering the diamond spray from her prow, and the moon was over all. As it went up the sky, its course was marked by a long reach of tremulous radi auce on the deep. It seemed to me like the love of the dear Ones I had left, stretching out towards me. But there came a yet higher thought - that such a path of brightness must have shone under the feet of Jesus when he walked on the Water toward the perilled ship. Two pleasant days and nights followed, during which many agreeable acquaintances were formed among the passengers. My seat at table was on the left of Captain West, and Oppo site the Goldschmidts. Otto Goldschmidt, husband of Jenny Lind, impressed me, not only as a man of genius, but of rare refinement and nobility of character. He is small, and deli cately formed, but his head is a remarkably fine one, his face beautiful in the best sense of the term. He is fair, with hair of a dark, golden hue, soft, brown eyes, thoughtful even to sadness. I have never seen a brow more pure and Spiritual than his. Yet, for all its softness and youthfulness, Mr. Gold schmidt's face is by no means wanting in dignity and manli ness of expression. There is a maturity of thought, a calm strength of Character, a self-poise about him, which in press you more and more. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.