The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-01-06

the saddles and brides. We all then pro
ceeded to walk down the hill to the spot
chosen for our picnic. Imagine, reader
spreading walnut tree by the banks of a
NOISY stream, a large cave in the back
ground, and behind that a high precipice
covered with brambles and shrubs; on
the right, the ruins Of Galera, Row COW
cred with ivy and weeds; on the left, a
lovely valley running into the broad Cam
pagns1 This was the place wezhad cho-
sen. and I think may fairly say . filter
or lovelier spot could not have been fxsd
UPON 10! Ludovico! bring out the
naayo7anqise; row the bread, plates, knives
and glasses, and let us to work at once, for
Galera is no place TO tarry in"-lh.laria
and other noisomc diseases attack the loi-
terer in this pleasant valley and cause
him to rue the day he sojeurnsd here toe
long. Lunchooniovsr, We young ones wan
dered round the ruins, while the artist,
Mr.. Rivers, and the other occupants Of the
carriage, took an elevated position to en-
Joy the view. For tive hours we clam
bered over the stones, peersd into roohess
houses, admired ruined churches and
tumbled into holes craftily concealed by
overhanging branches, until, at last, We
arrived at the conclusion that the time
had CONF to return for our horses. 1t was
then four o'clock, and We dawdled so long
on our road up to the farm, picking the
violets that covered the banks on our way
that is was past Eve when we filed out of
the yard on our road homewards never
yet saw riding party especially Roman
riding party, on 6ae spring evening,that
did not divide into pairs, and, strange to
cay, these pairs are generally very much
engrosed by each others conversation
far be ii from me to say they hirt. Birds
fly in pairs very often, aud az Harold
Skinpole would say, mankind will net
surely deny to yosAg people what il cor
cedes to BIRDS and during this svent-
full ride mankind, represented by Mr..
Rivers, had been gracious towards the
young, never once interfering with their
conversation or suggesting the presence
of gooseberry picker, as third person
is sometimes not inaptly styled. Now it
Happened that the writer of this nara
tive, had taken up my position rs mem
Der of the last pair, the SECOND person be-
ing one of Columbia's fair daughters.
hope it does not sound conceiteds to say
that she was sufficiently interested in my
conversation to lag behind the rest with
me, and to trust to my knowledge of the
Campagna TO bring her eventually in safe
ty to the Porta del Popolo at all events
such was the case, and az such I relate it.
The sun was now fast setting, and those
in front Of US were urging their horses in
to gallop, Wishing to reach home before
darkness came on. By this time Misc K.
and myself were some distance behind
our party and whilst entering wood that
lies about half way between Galera and
Rome, mentioned TO her that when once
clear of the trees it would be better for
US to push on and join the main body of
the party, as | thought that our horses
were getting tired, and that they would
go better in company. The path through
the wood was narrow, and Miss K. pre-
ferred leading, go that when about halt
way through she was ahead by perhaps a
hundred yards Suddenly 1 found nv
horses bride seized and myself roughly
dragged from the saddle by man who
had started from the bushes. Before /
could open my lips to shrek a word of
warning to Miss X, had dirty RAG
stuffed into my mouth, and found myself
in danger of speedy sufocation. However
l had the satisfaction of seeing Miss K.
look round, and taking in at glance the
state of affairs whip her horse into a can
ter that soon enabled her to outstrip the
ruffian who had started in persuit of her.
My own horse too had escaped land rushed
wildly through the bushes in the direc-
tion Of Rome. The man who had at
tempted to seize my companion, finding
his chase q fruitless one, now returned
and aided brigand No. in the pleasing
and lucrative pursuit of rifling my peck
cts, which they soon eased of few coins
I had with me my pocket book and hand
kerchiet; !. but a glad smile came over
their faces as they drew out of my inside
pocket a small silver mounted pistol that
always carried with me, fondIy imagin-
ing that it might some day prove useful;
foolish hope and vain precaution! / had
been dragged off my horse, and pinioned
before | could get my hand near it. So
much then for the utility of the pistol.
AS soon as the sound of horses hoofs had
died away in the distance, nv captor
roughly jerked me to my feet, and pro
ceeded to drag me through the bushes in
the direction of Galera; he still kept the
filthy rag over my mouth, and l was we'll
nigh sick from the odor of the garlic it
exhaled. had now sufficiently recovered
from my surprise to examine the looks
and dress of my captors. They were both
dark, strong looking men of middle stat
ure, not at all of the bad cast of counte-
nance and clothedin the regular Campag-
IA peasants dress, with sheepskin sort
of jacket. Guns they had none, but each
man welded thick stick,and shrewdly
suspected carried in his pocket the inva
riable stiletto of the Roman peasant.
was not much of an Italian scholar, and
those mar, tallced II, q -ror.- d;4ca.o,,4 Ital