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been at our disposal in visiting the lions here. The bourse, the purgatory & calvary church, the quays & the streets of Antwerp are committed in the memory of our party only with a broiling sun. But a quiet hour was delightfully occupied in the Cathedral. One’s pleasure increases much on re-visiting good pictures. And so it does with any thing else that is good.
Wooden shoes are invariably sold at crockery shops in Belgium. I cannot grasp the reference they have to each other.
Coffee & an ice refreshed us much in the Place de Mior; why will foreigners give the preference to vanilla or marachino ice instead of the good unartificial & refreshing fruit ices. It is strange.
On rail road again; to
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