Well, this is our last day here, and the sun has come out in full splendour to bid us farewell. Grace and Miss M. left yesterday morning for Innsbruck, but we were not ready to go. I hung around home until 11 o’clock and then went to the P.O. but found no paper or letter.…

We arose at 5 o’clock, as we had ordered “our gondelier” for 6:30 and, after a good breakfast and a very affectionate farewell from our host, we departed with regret. We found a good home at Rev. Conte’s, and he and his wife and four daughters certainly understood how to make strangers feel at home.…

Editor’s note: Apparently today Hermann chose to simply admire the beauty around him without any commentary.