Year: 1867

A correspondent of the Boston Post
says: On my way to Rome | stopped Mt
Terni for a couple of days. This town
is quaint, old and dirty The houses are
black and the people squalid.. The streets
are as black as mud can make them and
not much wider than the passage through
a brick kiln. Altogether, the place gave
one the impression of large number of
houses that have drifted into the same
locality, perhaps as the result of a food,
and have stuck there hard and fast.
There is hotel with a stupendous and
overpowering name on the outside, and
general misery and annoyance inside,
No one should ever stay in Terni any
longer than is necessary to see its famous
waterfall This is about four miles from
its center, and we'll repays visit Byron
(who, by the way, in his progress toward
Rome, did up in poetical way every
prominent and attractive object on the
road Just as he accused Scott of starting
from Edinburg to London with the design
of doing" in verse all the gentlemen s
country seats he met with speaks Of
Terni with great admiration, and in fact
rather overdoes that cataract But still
it is worth days detention, even when
one is at the gates of Rome, and is GER.
tainly very beautiful. On my arrival i
found one solitary stranger at the inn
with small carpet bag and a copy OF
"Harpers Guide Book, which latter, by
the way, is about as profitable for Eu-
ropean tourist as the Constitution of the
United States, or the Westminster
Shorter Catechism, would be- He spoke
not word of any language but his own,
and could not even order bread and but.
ter except by signs. He had q happy
faculty for numbering the simplest ex :
pressons, and could not call for beet
steak, though this is the same in every
tongue in the world. His first salutation
to me was peculiar, and might be
called unique. Much acquainted
here in the city, stranger r. In
spite of their oddity these words bore a
certain appearance of familiarity that
reminded me of home informed him
that my acquaintance in that elegant
metropolis was quite limited, and IN fact
l should not be there at all, except to see
the waterfall. "Wall / did see some
thing in the guide book about fall, was
the reply, "but l thought | wouldn't foot
it out there l asked why he had re-
NAMED so long then in such an uncom'
Portable and dissgreeable place. "Wall,
I saw a large dot against it on the map,
and thought there might be sumthin'
worth looking at. 1t appeared that this
unsophisticated countryman OF mine,
"this model Of a man quite fresh from
Natures world, this true born child OF
free hemisphere, verdant as the noun
tains of our country" Ito use the Ian
guage of Mr.. Cogram) had started from
Florence to Rome with the intention oi
stopping at every town that larger cur
Gle than the rest against its name on the
man. and thus far had done so, and fol-
no other reason than that He had
spent some days at Arezzo and Other
gned. sized towns, where there was moth


ing but big dot to see, and had seen 1t
1t was quite entertaining to watch his
management with the waiter at the inn


Knowing perfectly well that the latter
did not understand a word he was saying
he would, nevertheless, go to the heae
of the stairs, and call very loudly, wait
er want you TO clean them boots o


mine just as quick as you can, and brinl
them up to my room, for / want to pu


them on right away The waiter woulC
look up in helpless sort of way, AnC
Uncle Sam representative finally com


prehending the real state Of the case


would thrust out one Of his feet and tai
it three or four times with bis hand, eacl
time exclaimiug, "Boots, boots, boots.


do you understand Iwantthem boots.


And so it went on to the intense aggra
walton Of all parties except myself, whom
it greatly amused. ..LL LL.aF