The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1884-11-12

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spacious Piazza Viltorio Emanuele; we
cross the bridge whose five granite arch
es span the classic Pc; we turn oppo-
site the domed church and soon are
walking up the wide, shaded path which
leads to the Capuchin Monastery, the
broad terrace in front of which is our
favorite haunt Here we can lounge
and see the river at our feet. the great
town stretching from its further bapk,
the open plain beyond the town, and.
far, far away in the background, the
glorious snow-capped Alps, with Mon 0
Rosa and Grand -Paradis towering
above their brothers. No wonder we
en-. oy the view from this terrace more
than churches, palaces or pictures.
We gaze our fill, then retrace our
steps and saunter back as laLily as we
came. After lingering fow moments
at our hotel some hazy destination
prompts us to cross the great square,
past the frowning old castle. leads us
up the Via di Seminario. and we find
ourselves for the twentieth time In front
Of San Giovanni. / stop with my head
in the air admiring what architectural
beauties its marble front can boast, and
as lam trying to discover them am
surprised to hear Kenyon announce his
intention of entering the building.
"But we have vowed a VOW" | said,
'that the interior of churches, picture
galleries. and other tourist traps shall
know us no more"
"What makes the best men break
their vowsp'
Lois OF things, suppose.
"But one thing in particular. Whilst
you are staring up at pinnacles and
buttrcsscs, and trying TO look as If you
knew architecture as well as Ruskin,
the fairest Of all sights, a beautiful
woman, passes right under your nose"
81 understands absolvc YOU"
"Thank you. She went into the
church. feel devotional, and will go
too"
But our cigarS2"
"Chuck them to the beggars. Be
ware of miserly habits, Gilbert; they
grow on one"
Knowing that Kenyon was not the
man to abandon choice Havana with
out q weighty reason, did as he sug-
gested and followed him into the dim
cool shades OF San Giovanni.
No service was going on. The usual
little part 6s OF sightseers were walking
about and looking much impressed as
beauties they could not comprehend
were being pointed out to them. Dotted
about here and there were silent wor-
shippers. Kc1yon glanced round eager
| ly in quest Of "thc farest of all sights, v
and after u while discovered her.
''Come this way" he said; "let us
sit down and pretend to be devout
Catholics. We can catch her profile
here"
Iplaced myself next to him, and saw
a few seats from us an old Italian
woman kneeling and praying fervently.
whilst in chair at her side sat girl
of about twenty-five;
A girl who might have belonged to
almost any country. The eyebrows and
cast-down lashes said that the eyes were
dark, but the pure pale complexion, the
delicate straight features, the thick
brown hair might, under circumstances,
have been claimed by any Nation, al
though had met her alone l should
have said she was English. She wal
we'll but plainly dressed, and her man
ner told me she was no stranger TO The
church. She did not look from side X
side, and up and down, after the way
of sightseer. She sat without moving
until her companion had finished hel
prayers. So far as one could judge
from her appearance she was in church
for no particular object, neither devo
tional nor critical. Probably she may
have come to bear the old woman al
her side company. This old woman
who had the appearance OF a superior
kind Of servant seemed, from the pas,
sionaie appeals she was addressing Ia
Heaven, 10 be in want Of many things
/ could see her thin lips working inces
sanity. and although her words were
inaudible It was evident her petitions
were heartspoken and sincere.
TO BE CONTINUED.