Tues. 14. [14 August 1894] Left Paris at 8.50 for a long day's journey
to Bale [Basel (Basle)]. Pleasant grey weather. Lunched at Troyes,
reached Bale at 7.30. Hotel Euler. Read Stevenson's Men and
Books and Miss Warlson's Horace Chase. Walked out after dinner
through delightful rambling Bale and down to the Rhine which looked
swift and strong and wonderful with all the reflected lights of the town in
it. We found a circus to which Papa and the children went while I
stood outside. Felt very sad - in the green tubs outside the hotel were
pomegranates flowering - I hadn't seen those scarlet flowers since we
last gathered them in the Galahek road.