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“THE QUEEN’S CHAIR”
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said, and invisible to the naked eye, could be clearly distinguished through those same telescopes. Below, on one side, we looked down upon an endless mass of batteries, and on the other straight down to the sea.

While I was resting ever so comfortably on a rampart, and cooling my baking head in the delicious breeze, an officious guide belonging to another party came up and said:

“Senor, that high hill yonder is called the Queen’s Chair”—


“QUEEN’S CHAIR.”

“Sir, I am a helpless orphan in a foreign land. Have pity on me. Don’t—now don’t inflict that most in-fernal old legend on me any more to-day!”

There—I had used strong language after promising I would never do so again; but the provocation was more than human nature could bear. If you had been bored so, when you had the noble panorama of Spain and Africa and the blue Medi-