Putnam patriot., 1912-09-20

boat were in the dining saloon and our fat friend quite outdid himself.
 After lunch we walked around the tiny town for a while, then started for Tiberius Villa. That afternoon will always be A memory to gloat over. There were five of us and we engaged two donkeys SO as to take turns in rid ing and walking. Al first no one wanted to ride but after once viewing the country from a donsey's back, it took all the unselfshness one possessed to gracefully dismount and let some one else ride for awhile. The donkeys were de1ightful,- - called respectively Raphael and Michael Angelo both equally gentle and sure footed, pick ing their way dainttlY over the steep and rough places. One WAS guided bY pretty little boy everyone is good looking in Capril and the other by young girl with melting brown eyes and wonderful color, called Teresa. Never will forget the bewtching ten derness Of her tones, as in her pretty broken English she paid Us the most exaggerated compliments. To her, ap. parently, all Americans were wonder ful and beautiful.
 Our way was long, a gradual ascent, just a narrow path with villas on the side, whose walls were covered with flowers, and beyond the blue sea many feet below. Coming home with the sunset glow added, il was still more beautiful There is nothing left to show the grandeur of Tiberius Villa, but you see some ruins and can look over the cliff down many, many feet and see where he threw his slaves to death and destruction, either as pas time or because he was overstocked with them and wished to get rid of a few. It all seems incredible now, but when you throw a stone over and see how long Il is in reaching the water, il seems more real and surely grueSome enough.
 A little further up stands a small chapel, from which you get the finest view. Let us hope that the prayers and good works of the few priests there may do something to atone for the evil Of a hyegone age,
 One could finger indefinitely gazing at the distant view and dreaming of the past, but time was flying and there was still much to see; so slowly we be- gan the descent, stopping on the way to see the TaranIella-w which iS no- where quite the same as in Capri As we passed sort of rude pavilion, a charming Italian girl appeared, who looked as il she had just stepped of the comic opera stage, aad volunteered to dance the TaTantella for Us. That was just what we wanted and our par ty was soon seated in the pavilion, the enthusiastic spectators of perform. ance that made sll other dancing seem uncouth and forced. The young glrl, with a radiant smile, and man equal- ly good looking, went through the { movements of dance as ii it were the one way they had of expressing the 1 joyousness of life which filled their souls Later tiny boy joined in, with the same delightful abandonment as his elders. The following evening we again saw the rsrsntella danced, i that time at a Sorrento hotel by pro. l fessioaal dancers, and were so bored we could not sit through the perform ance. The one dance was perfunciory and studied, the other the simple and natural expression of the joyousness of the light-hearted children of Capri.
 Whoever has been to Capri of course
 knows the old Pegano hotel, now alas
 given up 10 spiders, dust, and desola-
 tion. Stlll, by asking you can find the
 man who has the key, and in his com