New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-10-22

like to annex the "Bacchus' and the
Forge Of Vulcan" but he does not hest
tate 10 speak of the great collection IN
this casual fashion: II went often TO the
Prado: and came as often away more
physically fatigued than after a four
hour watch in a stoke hole, and with my
head in a bewidered whirl that even
long stroll in the Buen Retro only
partly reduced. 1t is like the irraton-
ality Of man TO bring together these
thousands Of masterpieces. so close to-
N gether that not one of them can produce
N tenth of its proper effect If that Is
Philstinsm let the reader make the
most Of II. 1t does not incline us TO like
Mr. Franck any the less.
Being a natural, sympathetic creature
he appears to have met with plenty OF
liking on his travels Even in the steer
age. crossing TO Gibraltar, he found cor
dial companions. about whom he has
some amusing things 10 tell us one OF
his friends was a maker Of spaghetti,
who earned 81 a week somewhere in The
Bronx and was going home with fairly
well filed purse. Il have spent only
what l must" he said; 80 in the board
ing house, sometimes some clothes, ana
IN the winter each week six lire 10 hear
Caruso" Mr. Franck met fat cara
brian on this voyage, a man who had
won fortune as a grocer in Harlem and
was going back TO his old mother, taking
with him a photograph full OF good
music There came a day when some
promenaders from the first cabin were
observed to giggle over the outpourings
of the photograph and a moment later
were heard making Broadway music
on the piano. The Calabrian closed his
instrument in disgust, and would not
open 1t again so long as the voyage
lasted. We mention these types ne
cause they are characteristic OF what
the author puts before us.
He went 10 Spain. not to make book
about its monuments but TO enjoy him
self, and what he evidently enjoys mast
or all is the chance encounter with hu-
man beings by the roadside. Thus the
national dstaste for physical ef1ort
could not be better presented in a long
chapter of grave description than it is in
this fugitive impression Of humble Span
ish folk passed in a fOOtpath Of Anda-
lusia:
over the hills ahead two male voices
we're bawling a sort Of dialogue OF song
] mended my pace and had soon overtaneH
Two peasants rolicking homeWard from Inc
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highway 10 Madrid they fell suddenly sHent,
after word Of greeting, ana slroue aloHs
beside me exchanging puzzled gIanGes. ~,
We'll. then TO Ronda sehores?' asked
"Por esta carretera
no. no. seforr they answered quickly.
''Por aqui no! You must 90 on the rail-
no. ! am travelling on foot"
"Perfectamente. senior: and TO Walk 10
Ronda yoJ must take the railroad
Sometimes he took the railroad, but
mostly he walked. and always he was
falling into good company, the company
that is. Of the true Spaniard. on the
whole. Mr.. Franck found him good and
kind and sufficiently picturesque though
he remarks. by the way, that there IS
to-day very little left Of the national
costume of Spain. He is misunderstanding,
TOO. on the subject Of Spanish beauty.
1t is supposed TO be rampant IN SeViiie'
but, he AYERS, "One might wander long
in the music liyened plaza of San Fer
nando without espying woman 10
whom could be granted the unqualified
adjective beautiful" Still. he admits
that one rarely meets amongst the
people Of Seville woman who could
fairly be called ugly. On the Spanish
priesthood he is terribly severe. One
wearer OF the cloth he met for whom he
has tolerably friendly word. but for
the class as a class he has small liking,
holding It responsible for much that Is