The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-07-16

To the Editor oI the JothsAi AND eothihh'
 Looking out from q pretty shaded balcony above q garden with It's palms. it's flowers and fountains. and sit watching now and again the passing Of the gay little steamboats. as they ply up and down from Como 10 Calico or Lecco, They seem 10 have only the lightest- hearted people on board. pleas ure- seekers who have dropped every care possible. on leaving their homes. and are on for holiday tour. From the early boat which passes at four o'clock a. m., to the one which arrives at eight D. m,. there is constant sue cession of trips made by these little lake steamers. reminding an American of the Lake George scenes In summer time. though the form of these boats utterly differs from the American mod ei. and the names. "Lariana." "Plinio." ''Umberto." etc.. have not the sturd!- ness of the old Indian appellations which become So familiar at Lake George, the "Horicon" and tho "Ticon- deroga,'
 Bellagio is happily styled "an earthly Paradise" Surely If one has no deli nite Idea of what these words mean he will do well to come and sec. There surely cannot be found more exqui- site spot than along the shores Of this ideally beautiful Lake of Como. which has been extoled by writers of noted romances as much as by the ordinary every day tourist. IL Is the scene or the most famous Italian novel or the modern romantic school, the Frames si Sposi" of Mangoni. to which every student of the Italian tongue Is sent as to an incorruptibly pure fountain from which none but sparkling droughts can be drawn. By this I mean that this author furnishes us with the best mod ern Italian. A portrait statue of him has lately been made, it's pedestal bear ing reliefs from this, his most celebra- ted romance. Como, which Is the cap ital of a province. lies at the southern extremity of the lake. It Is celebrated as being the birthplace of the elder and the younger Pliny, and also of the man of a later age whom the modern world recognizes also as great. the phi losopher and electrician, Volta. Ru- ined towers and fortress of the fif- teenth century crown the heights which rise steeply from the lake, and all the villas which lie below along the shore are rich in landscape gardening and abound in terraces adorned with kiocks and statues. The nearest villa, which was built for the Count Melzi I'trile, who was vice-president of the Italian republic in 1902, possesses won drous works of art. One of them, a marble group, is very conspicuous, as it stands near the shore of the lake upon a terrace. The figures are of Dante and Beatrice, from the "Paradi- so." Two portrait busts in marble adorn the walls of the orangery on the terrace above. They are of Madame Bonaparte and the Empres Josephine and are of great beauty. The Count Melzi was made Duke of Ladi by Ma poleon in 1907. In beautiful chapel at the entrance gate may be seen the tomb of the duke adorned with su- perb effigy in white marble. The re- pose and quiet of this region with its extensive villas, now at this season va. cant, is most refreshing to many tour | ists, many of whom come for nights stay only, but find such unaccustomeC tranquility and repose too alluring anC prolong their journey by a lingering stay in this Eden. But even here the peaceful calm was rudely disturbed this week by the narrowing tidings which has set all the civilized world joining in one lament. The Italian newspapers in their first editorial: breathed horror coupled with disma1 at the discovery of the nationality O the assassin. The unfortunate rupture at Aignes-Mortes Is yet fresh in tn | minds of the masses, and this disclo sure conveyed to their thoughts tn
 gravest apprehensions, apparently Signor Crispis words, "An anarchis has no country" were reassuring il
 their larger view of the situation, dis tressing as it is. The whole situatio
 was appalling for France at the frs
 moment, but the French dailies wer remarkably calm in expression con sdering the outrageous manner i
 which the crime was accomplished
 The Figaro" in an article by Jule
 Simon, published on Wednesday, thre days after the death of the presiden
 says: Tt is not M. Carnot who is tn
 principal victim of the attack of tn
 24th of June It is too soon to judge (
 the causes and to predict the conse
 uuences of this great crime. Whil
 waiting until sufficient coolness coul
 be regained to take account of the si
 uation, we could scarcely cease thinl ing of this man bearing great nam
 in the integrity of his pure life and
 the midst of honors. struck down s
 cruelty and so suddenly at the momer
 of a national festival"
 Then follows a brief epitome of Pre-
 ident Carrots personal history, and
 Simon concludes with few strong e,
 logstic remarks which portray his lii
 and character. He says: His perso1
 al conduct as representative of tf
 state has been above all eulogy frol
 the first No difficulty, no fatigue. hs
 been allowed to stand in the way. A
 is strange in his death. the place, tt
 occasion, the hand which struck hil
 down. It has been said that 1t matter
 little what were the intentions of tn ? criminality. Is 1t enmity again:
 France or enmity against society," II
 deed that matters little. There Is som,
 thing shattered in the organizatio
 which we had believed to be solid! I'll | world does not po ont A praaf 1es n