or suspicions which caused their incarceration. Buried alive, let him who enters here leave hope behind. The majestic flood of dark water noiselessly dividing against and sweeping past this gloomy stronghold of horrors I shall never forget. Nor shall I forget the vast peaceful expanse of the lake 150 miles [illegible]. With its dark forested shores fading in the distance beneath a gray rainy sky. We hired two boatmen and rowed up a little way into the lake from the steamer landing and around the walls of the prison dungeon. Then walked up the side of the canal, or rather The canals, for there are two now running side by side. The old one with massive granite locks not being capable of carrying the traffic. Then we went to a queer old hotel or restaurant full of rough customers drinking hard and eating hard, and in a side room had a good supper of delicious tea, bread, butter, eggs, etc., thanks to our interpreter.
Original journal dimensions: 9.5 x 16 cm.
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