The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1905-07-16

GLIlMPSES ON THE HPINCIAN.
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8atantly the other at tines, only Under Ger.
tain conditions and crvironflinnts; ne n,
one Is. not hcdged with Limitations, = ny !,
other Is confined to time, and pia.ee' !, ana
$ces 10 man offers tfe pleasures i knoWi-
edge as well lis the pleasures Of Feeling.
Just here we beg to. extend though.
perfeG;tGX relevant he p9sses nnd e
,sirahLa. the acquisition OF wisdom Is more
SOL both are calculated To give the pos
sesors good standing among his fellows,
lstrongly appealing TO their respect and
admiration. The sense of feeling comes
o3all Of us but our ca paclty for joy and
sorrow varies according to our different
natures md dispose tons, Just SO long as
minds and hearts far q bove and beyGnd
1.-the brittle creation. where there Is neither
need nor claim for Immortality.
on theliilost elevated point of the para !
pet OF the pncio. will have ample scope
FOR thought and reflections par ticularly
fairly vcrsed in Roman history. he can
we'll fancy the unique positionsof aslone
land absorbed guest At aa5i.great banquet y. {
choice .viands gathered through many
centuries. and contributed BY every
cline where invasion and conquest felt
the rule q mperial Ron,e. I, The writer y
long lunmindful5S of the flight Of hours
he found tho grea iron gate at the en-
trance closed and barred for the e day. Z;
even meeting the ghost Of the villalnous
Nero that is reported to roam about the
Pincian during certain hours. In. thlsI
tfmPssa e oea
told us that the pcrturbed B spirit of
Nero spent three nights Of each week on
Monte Pinco;R the others were passed In
tHs E Coliseum, mostly IN the famous. the t,
voted TO tlls mighty land grandest Of
runs, q refnlgent moon shonc IN quiet
subdned srlendor on massive ais no
Even tho ancient blood stained arena
seemed a pool Of molten silver, but this
Ecene$of beauty was not narred BY any
reyclled here in. Innocent blood and vilest
debauchery. Now, after the lapse Of
near nineteen centuries, his memory Is
still cxecrated. Do you wonder at the
restless. wandering nature Of his giiost? e
Rome with an interval OF ten years be-;
tween visits. During each sojourn; we
were equally partta!tte the Pinciar,. y
lodged in an old palace In the Corso.
From our balcony we gould toss stone
into tbs I'iazZh del &lopolo.. w or to $tho
gateway Of Monte Plncio. sS Nearly every
afternoon. about an hour before the sun
declined, we eagerly repaired to- a Sc
slected position on the great parapet wall,
there to look upon the Eternal City,
resplendentlvS resting In al$$the golden
glory OF gorgeous sunsets "A fter view
Ing the modern and ancient city, onte
lone mistress OF the world" from all
her famous hills. the grand panorama
appealed To- US most allurlngy. in fact.
and fancy, from the beautiful. COM
,1landing summit of the Pinclan Hill.
Long since. and often, and now remln-s
iscently, we have kept true to U our
seat on the old stone wall that holds
up the topmost terrace of that lovely
garden OF the Plncian. and then the his
torIc city spread near,and far beneath us.
all OF this5is happily blended ina sweet
and las ting slnemorys That's will not desert
us and will not vanish ... y /.
sG C.. "A. RICHARDSON.