The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-10-28

coinmanulDB POSITION at an Out-OI-uOOr
table, and ordered nay "white coffee'
and bread and butter. What wonder
full place it was for breakfasting-just for
oncel What pretty but cafelessly clad
women in black lace head-dresses came
from each street and went toward the
church; what clatter the wooden pat
terms made, and gable the newsboys
what loads of fresh fruit and vegetables
the women carried past how the ur-
chins gambled for soldi; how unlike
every thing was to what we see at
home and how unreal one grows in
watching it all
The cheap dealers of the Rialto were
taking down their shutters and display
ing their low-priced wares. Boys sat on
the broad steps munching bread and
reveling in the yellow luxury of broad
wedges of hot and savory pumpkins
The purveyors of the adjacent quarters
were climbing the steps with whole
head-loads of grapes, or fish, or vegeta-
bles. Over the hand-rail, filling the
whole width of Grand Canal, lay fleet
of barges unloading, with produce from
beyond the lagoons, or slowing away
assorted cargoes of white and purple
grapes, peaches, figs, lettuce, chiccory,
radishes, shining white onions, carrots,
beets, potatoes-the whole fresh-colored
assortment of green-grocery.
On shore the market people filled the
streets and arcades with fish, and flesh,
and fowl, and fruit, and flowers, and the
whole air with tumult of noisy traffic.
descended among the throng, where Gus
toners were importuned on every hand
and where sharp bargains were driving
in sprats and snails and fractions of the
smallest fowl.
Entering little square shut in by
high houses, and, like most Venetian
squares, dominated by the unfinished
facade of a time-stained church, L no.
ticed a singular activity among the peo-
pie. They were scurrying in from
every alley, and fastening from every
house door, with odd-shaped copper
buckets on hook-ended wooden bows,
and with little coils of rope. Old men
and women, boys and girls, all gathered
closely about covered we'll curb in the
middle of the square; and still they
hurried on, until they stood a dozen
deep around it. Presently the church
tower slowly struck eight, and a little
old man forced his way through the
crowd, passed his ponderous iron key
In the lid, and unlocked the well. The
kettles went jangling into it, and came
stopping out again at an amazing rate,
and the people trudged off home, each
with pair of them swung from the
shoulders. The wells are deep cisterns,
which are filled during the night, and it
is out of amiable consideration for those
who love their morning nap that they
are given as good chance as their
neighbor of getting an unsoiled supply.
1t is the first instance that has come to
my notice of commendable municipal
restraint upon the reprehensible prac-
tice of early rising. Few, very few, of
those who came for water had had time
for their toilets. Their day evidently
begins with this excursion to the public
reservoir.
Later in my walk / saw cistern be-
ing replenished. A barge filled with
fresh-water lay in canal near by, and q
steam-pump forced the supply through
a hose to the square, where gutter
carried 1t to the well. The water is of
excellent quality. tits brought through
conduits from the Euganean Hills, near
Paqua, but its distribution through the
city is carried on in the original man.
ner indicated. For city where the salt
sea is the scavenger, where ablutions are
not de rigueuy, and where water is not a
beverage, the cost Of laying distributing
mains has wisely been spared.
GRo. e. WARING, Jr., in Hayper's
Magazine for October.
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