Arizona republican., 1900-08-19

tiful strains. and the voices of the choir las, sunlight of the day streaming in through those highly colored glass win dows of the 14th and 18th centuries. In the cathedral is the painting of the had of Christ in marble. said to be the original of Leonardo da Vinci. By climbing on a chair and getting close enough one can see the hundreds of strokes of the beard. It Is a face one cannot forget. It has followed me into Italy and will into America. I saw da Vinci's Last Supptr in Milan. Although il is in bad state of preservation and needs to be studied to bring out the full expression, it is wonderful. and one could sit for hours looking at that pie ture alone.
 His model picture. lthe Descent from the Cross" once in Paris, by Napoleon. but brought back to Antwerp after the battle of Waterloo by the Duke of Vel lington. is in the cathedral. And in the church containing Rub5n's tomb is his picture, the "Scourging of Christ" sold by him for $S2. but for which it Is said Vanderbilt in 1897 offered 1920. 900. Such pictures as these seem, or make the characters seem really alive, and I can't begin tc tell you the impression they make on me nor how many times I wish the dear ones at home could en- joy them with me.
 But as yet I haven't told you about the people. All market and milk carts are drawn by dogs, which often walk under the carts and women push be- 1 hind. Women sweep the streets and do the work of men. No wonder they are | glad to go to free America. However | there seems to be no idle people a all | throughout Holland, Belgium or Ger | many. One could not help thinking how very busy these people are. Wom- | en and children walk in the streets with | market baskets in their arms and their | knitting in their hands, and were mak- | ing stitches. too. Nurse girls pushing | baby carriages with thCir knees and | making lace for baby's next summers $ J frock. And the back door-yard. no i matter how small the space, was like a little park, with a garden of onions, i lettuce. vegetables of all kinds, some | lovely flowers, a little plot of green ] grass and perhaps a clothes line with l the very Whitest clothes you ever saw | hanging upon it. It was the same. too, in the country: every particle of space
 seemed to be utilized to the best pur- ! pose. The farms, so small, were diVid- | ed by rows of trees, and there seemed i to be no vacant spot. We could not | help noticing the fact that while every
 thing grew so luXuriantly, We could see no weeds. l could only attribute it to i the thrifty. industrious habits. of the 1 people. The girls working in the grain fields-and there were very few men in fields at all-lOOked rosy checked and
 happy. and I wondered if they ever
 found time to complain. because their fathers, brothers and husbands Were
 soldiers and not farmers, or do they
 think they too are serving their coun-
 try as tn V harvest the sheavesT
 The fruit in both Holland and Bel
 gium is most excellent. Strawberries
 even larger than Arizona boasts of and
 of delicious flavor. The gooseberries
 Were so large I did not recognize them
 and asked the name of the fruit.
 The ride from Antwerp was a pleas
 ant hour and half. and all along the
 railroad were wild daisies. and most
 gorgeous bright red poppies.
 Brussels, the capital of Belgium, and
 residence of the king. is called the min-
 ature Paris. As I have not yet been in
 Paris I canOt speak of the comparison,
 but I am sure Brussels is a beautiful
 city. containing many magnificent
 modern buildings. Not the foreign
 houses and people of attractive old
 Antwerp make it interesting. bu.
 other things. I visited the lace stores