The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1869-06-08

Ut dOiC W get All luut vi tnls CetueteTy
from description, but it is so unlike any.
thing we call cemetery in America, that
pen and ink do little towards painting it
for those who have nd. The plan cem-
prises grand building Of stone, inclosing
square, which square is the place for the
burial of the poor, whse bones are subject
to disturbance by new burias after the
passage of a certain number cf years,
Everybody is buried in the building who
can afford to be. They are put away in-
to air.tight compartments of stone and
their names engraved upon the stone which
closes the opening, or they are put under
the pavement OF the long corridors through
which one passes in traversing the struc-
ture. Those only are buried under the
pavements, or in the corridors, (which
have free opening on all sides into the
square) who can afford to erect handsome
monuments to themselves or their families.
So, as one traverses these passages, he is
constantly arrested by beautiful pieces of
sculpture, some Of them simple and touch
ing, and others elaborate and expensive to
an extravsgant degree. Even now, when
ull the statuary is so new that it looks as
if it had but just come from the sculptor's
chisel, there ia a gallery of memorial sculp-
ture that one can hardly see by an hours
steady walking and looking Some of
these monuments are the productions of
the best sculptors that Italy possesses; for
thesthe people Of Genoa have gone to allthe
cities for men to do their work, In the
side galleries, where shelves are piled one
above another of solid stone, there are al.
ready many bodies laid away and the opens
ings closed, sealed and engraved These
remind one very much of the Roman cat-
acombs, where places were hewn into the
solid rock for the reception of ihe dead
When | was at the cemetery they were
building chapel which divides in the
middle that portion of the quadrangle op-
posite to the grand enterance, and this is
TO be an exquisite affair have seen no.
where in Europe such piece of work in
progres as this cemerery Ii is immensely
expensive, the scale upon which the whole
affair is projected is grand beyond prece-
.ail are wonderful. The Campo Santo at
Pisa, celebrated as it is, is very insight
icant affair by the side of this.
The Villa Pallavicini is not remarka-
bic az building, exterorly at least
What its interior may be, do not know,
for visitors are not admitted to it. The
entire interest Of the place lies in its beau
tiful garden and grounds. These grounds
are high, three or four hundred feet above
the Mediterranean which they overlook,
protected from all adverse winds, and
hold within their charmed bounds ever
lasting summer. visited them during
the shortest day of last winter. 1t was a
morning after severe rain had fallen, and
the road was long, muddy and dismal,
that led to the Villa, The moment we
turned from the main road. however, we
entered the lovehcst spot in Italy, The
passage from TIE porter's lodge to the
house was overhungby orange trees in full
bearing The vandal who drove our
carriage plundered the boughs within his
reach, and tossed tho luscious fruit into the
laps Of his passengers, much TO their horror,
and against their protestations. On
alighting in front Of the Villa, we found
ourselves taken in to the charge of an old
gardener, who walked with us over the
) grouuds cannot begin TO tell you ofthe
beautiful things | saw in that walk. All
that human ingenuity could devise, hu
man skill execute, and unstinted wealth
. command to surprise and please the eye,
excite the imagination, and crafty the
, taste in landscape gardening, was crowded
, into that inclosure, 1t was fairy-land
, realized. After walking for some min'
7 utes over and up a wilderness Of trees and
ferns, we found ourselves at the entranc,
of a cavern We entered and followed
: the guide into total darkness, only finding
! our way along the sinuosi;ies of the pas
l sage by holding to one another's garments
e Then the light began to break, and WI
. saw that we were in grotto, hung witt
8 stalactities and planted stalagmites, Still
8 approaching the light, we found ourselve
: upon the borders Of lake. by the shor
! stood boa;man by the side Of his boat, il
e which we were all invited to take ou
4 seats We were still in this lovely grotto
/. however, within the sound of trlcklln
9 water and within sight of sunlit green
i seen through tantalizing crevices of rock
: or between ingeniously adjusted column,
o We took our seats in the boat, and woun
G our way toward the opening, ofte
g turning corner when it would be hidde
b from us. Every rod was charged wit
!. a surprise every yard of the passag
e brought vision of fresh beauty, as il W
y were watching the unrolling of a scroll
o At length we emerged, and found our
l. selves upon little lake, with flowers {
,e all sorts upon the shore, and cascade
e tumbliDg here and there, and
t. gided boat moored by the side OF
i gilded summer-house in the distanct
!. After making the Circuit of the lake, "
s, stepped on shore, and then we were mt
Ie by the surprise of unseen fountains, stoI
= ping our approach to forbidden palaces,
Iy defending the passages OF bridges. Viii
Ii standing there on that shortest da
is of the year, our guide picked from in
of mense bushes growing by the side Of IL
I'd lake, his hat full of camelias, and ga,
r. one to each lady Of our large party.
We will not undertake to tell you from mem,
Sc ry how long four hundred men were eu
III ployed in making this garden, but the
made the whole Of it. Nature did notl
,ts ing but furnish side-hill. Every roc
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