New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-01-10
4 MINIATURE REPUBLIC,
What May Be Seen and Learned Of
1t ON Way from italian Coast.
written for The Tr!hune by a rouristl

Written for Tribune by a Tourist
The guide books say that San Marine is about
twelve miles from Rmn but the mail coach
takes four good hours. The new part of Rimini
stretches itself along the shores of the Adri-
attic. and the republics capital is more than
2'2Oo feet above sea level. The whole territory
OF San Marine is only thirty-two miles square
the smallest of the worlds republics
The drive from Rimini is beautiful In bright
sunshine we made our way through miles of
vineyards. The grapes had been gathered. but
the whitening leaves made glorious gold. pur-
pie and crimson mantle for Mother Earth. The
rolling country spread away to our left as far
as the abrupt headland at Pesaro and the Monte
di Bartolo. Before rose the rugged Apen-
mines. and behind lay the brightly cleaning sea
AS we mounted the hills in leisureIy fashion
there was plenty OF time for talking and I
happened to mention that I had read that the
Italian workman is taxed seven-tenths OF all
ne earns. Mindful OF a phrase in Cobden
translated. In a country like Italy, smuggling
seems as manly a profession for youth as well
may be-" What Golden or his biographer said,
believe. something like this: ut is inva-
riably the In fiscal history that excessive
imposts lead to systematic fraud: but in speak
ing foreign languages. it is a common expert
ence to be forced to say rather what tho
stranger can say. than what he really wants
10 say.
To native OF Rimini my way OF putting the
matter appeared to be congenial- He assented
gently, then he developed the theme. My
grandfather engaged in the traffic." he added:
but my father would have nothing to do with
it 1t had. indeed. ceased to be gentlernanlikeI
Once upon time. If you tried. and failed
well, you lost your cargo; that was all Then
II came to pass that smuggler was fined and
put in prison as we'll In a common prison.
mind wont" m he
Long ago there would be laden boats on the
sea: signalers upon a long stretch OF coast:
guards patrolling, too: and light, flashed. would
or which sandy beach. safe. The same flash
would tell file Of innocent looking country
carts which road going inland they were ia
make for. and every oar. every available stitch
OF canvas every muscle in the gallant horses,
would strain to the work" Gle had the sport
ing instinct. our Rimini acquaintance. and
glowed the thought OF the exciting game)
The carts would FOR. perhaps. points all
n mile wide apart. a light cart can so like the
wind. even with 4 burden. Then the load would
be passed on to another good horse which had hal
a short breathing space. There were good cat
tie in many stables then The horses. many
night. could be counted upon to stand harnessed.
ready for a call You'd be surprised how far a
cargo could travel in an hour with well planned
relays"
In the italian portion Of our road beggars-
hocks Of screaming children. for the most part
shrieklng "Carita. caritA!' caught US up at
every hamlet. and pursued US nearly 20 the
next
They don't look poor" said one OF our party.
IN doubt to whether it were not duty to
give aims
80 many strangers drive along here! Ths