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Lombard Vignettes - Masolino At Castiglione D'olona
Through the Ioveliest Arcadian scenery of woods and fields and rushing waters the road leads downward from Varese to Castiglione. The Collegiate Church stands on a leafy hill above the town; with fair prospect over groves and waterfalls and distant mountains.
Lombard Vignettes - The Certosa
The Certosa of Pavia leaves upon the mind an impression of bewildering sumptuousness : nowhere else are costly materials so combined with a lavish expenditure of the rarest art.
Lombard Vignettes - San Maurizio
The student of art in Italy, after mastering the characters of different styles and epochs, finds a final satisfaction in the contemplation of buildings designed and decorated by one master, or by groups of artists interpreting the spirit of a single period. Such supreme monuments of the national genius are not very common, and they are therefore the more precious.
Lombard Vignettes - A Humanist's Monument
In the Sculpture Gallery of the Brera is preserved a fair white marble tomb, carved by that excellent Lombard sculptor Agostino Busti.
The Monument Of Gaston De Foix In The Brera.
The hero of Ravenna lies stretched upon his back in the hollow of a bier covered with laced drapery ; and his head rests on richly ornamented cushions. These decorative accessories, together with the minute work of his scabbard, wrought in the fanciful mannerism of the cinquecento, serve to enhance the statuesque simplicity of the young soldier's effigy.
Saronno
The Church of Saronno is a pretty building with a Bramantesque cupola, standing among meadows at some distance from the little town. It is the object of a special cult, which draws pilgrims from the neighboring country-side ; but the concourse is not large enough to load the sanctuary with unnecessary wealth.
The Castello Of Ferrara.
Is it possible that the patron saints of cities should mould the temper of the people to their own likeness? St. George, the chivalrous, is champion of Ferrara. His is the marble group above the cathedral porch, so feudal in its mediæval pomp.
Petrarch's Tomb At Arqua.
The drive from Este along the skirts of the Euganean Hills to Arqua takes one through a country which is tenderly beautiful, because of its contrast between little peaked mountains and the plain. It is not a grand landscape. It lacks all that makes the skirts of Alps and Apennines sublime.
Lombard Vignettes - On A Mountain.
Milan is shining in sunset on those purple fields; and a score of cities flash back the last red light, which shows each inequality and undulation of Lombardy outspread four thousand feet beneath. Both ranges, Alps and Apennines, are clear to view; and all the silvery lakes are over-canopied and brought into one picture by flame-litten mists.
Lombard Vignettes - Sic Genius.
In the picture-gallery at Modena there is a masterpiece of Dosso Dossi. The frame is old and richly carved; and the painting, bordered by its beautiful dull gold, shines with the lustre of an emerald. In his happy moods Dosso set color upon canvas as no other painter out of Venice ever did; and here he is at his happiest.
Monte Generoso
THE long, hot days of Italian summer were settling down on plain and country when, in the last week of May, we travelled northward from Florence and Bologna seeking coolness. That was very hard to find in Lombardy. The days were long and sultry, the nights short, without a respite from the heat.
Love Of The Alps
OF all the joys in life, none is greater than the joy of arriving on the outskirts of Switzerland at the end of a long dusty day's journey from Paris.
The Alps In Winter
The gradual approach of winter is very lovely in the high Alps. The valley of Davos, where I am writing, more than five thousand feet above the sea, is not beautiful, as Alpine valleys go, though it has scenery both picturesque and grand within easy reach.
Old Towns Of Provence
TRAVELLERS journeying southward from Paris first meet with olive-trees near Montdragon or Montélimart—little towns, with old historic names, upon the road to Orange. It is here that we begin to feel ourselves within the land of Provence.
Paris - Hurrying Home From Finistere
NO more interesting visitor has dropped in upon us at Ty Coz than the eminent American journalist who came for tea this afternoon. Every line in his alert face, the pose of his head, the flash of his eye, marked the man who had mounted the rungs of the Park Row ladder by the ability of keeping continually on the qui vive.
Paris Answers The Call To Mobilize
A MAN ought to be disgusted with himself for not waking until nine o'clock on the most memorable day of modem history. It was some minutes before I could adjust myself to where I was, and why I was there. The events of the journey from Finistère, more than the journey itself, had proved a severe drain on nervous energy.
Paris - The Conflagration Is Inevitable
THIS morning I left my hotel with two first things in my head : money and a typewriter. Both were intimately connected with the war, however, and with each other. It was not that I anticipated much difficulty in getting either, but that I needed both badly. When I got over to the region of the Opera, I found that I had been taking too much for granted.
The Day Of The Belgian Ultimatum
THIS morning the newspapers stated that Germany had addressed an ultimatum to Belgium, demanding free passage for her army to the French frontier, and that sixty thousand Germans have occupied the Grand Duchy of Luxembourg.
Paris - Requisitioning
IT is regrettable that I should feel compelled to say that the Café de la Poste is at the corner of the Rue du Bac and the Boulevard St. Germain. You would be insulted if I thought it necessary to mention the location of the Café de la Paix. And yet, the real Paris of the real Parisian can be seen better from the foot of the Boulevard Raspail than from the head of the Avenue de l'Opéra.
Liege Holds Firm
LIEGE holds firm. Exactly why I should be fool enough today to think that the war is over before it has begun I cannot analyze. And yet I do feel that way. Every one feels that way. When Madame placed my coffee on the zinc bar this morning, her face was smiling.
We Hear The Good News From Alsace
I WAS walking down the Boul Mich this morning when I met the Musical Critic, whose pickings are pretty poor these days. He was full of the rumors of a great no, more than that decisive battle in Alsace yesterday.
Paris - Blind, But They Knew It Not
There are about three thousand American tourists caught in Paris by the mobilization. In the region of the Opéra, on the Boulevard des Italiens, the Rue Scribe, the Rue Auber, and in the hotels between the Boulevard des Capucines and the Rue de Rivoli, one would think from the noise they make that. they are three hundred thousand or three million.
Paris - Those They Left Behind Them
IF a visitor were to arrive for the first time in Paris today, he would find nothing to indicate that the fate of France is being decided within a hundred miles of the city. Only one familiar with the Paris of a normal August would note that there are fewer automobiles and no autobusses, and that there are less shoppers than usual.
Paris - August Nights
To be in Paris in August is not hard luck, although many people think it is. How they pity you because you are not in the country or at the shore.
Paris - Anonymity And Indemnity
WONDERFUL, almost unbelievable it is,this newly announced policy of anonymity in our military operations. I never thought that I would live to see a day like this. I can hardly yet believe it possible, although I want to. oh, I want to, so much .
Paris - False Hopes
THIS is not my title for today's letter. It was given to me by a whole-hearted Frenchwoman who believes that the interests of France, and especially of Paris, are best conserved by a frank knowledge of what the country must face.
Paris - The Foreign Volunteers
THE other day I was lunching with the Lawyer and the American-Journalist-Who-Loves-France at the home of the Modiste. To sit at the Modiste's board and have before you any dish at all that she has prepared, is a treat, but on the day of goose stewed with turnips—words convey no meaning here.
Paris Prays
JUST three weeks since the war started ! The mobilization is now completed. France is ready for the gigantic struggle. At least we are assured that she is ready.
Paris - The First Disillusionment
I HAVE not been able to make head or tail out of the official bulletins since August fifteenth. Ten days ago the French army entered Belgium by Charleroi and the British troops were disembarked at Ostend. The communiqué of the fifteenth said a decisive battle would be fought within a week.
Paris - Silence: For The Censor Is At Work
IT has been a psychological mistake to feed us with news of victories, and to suppress news of reverses. Since last Friday, by one of those weird telepathic instincts to which people as a community are sensible, we have become anxious and depressed.
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