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"Success to the dinner! Aive you this

letter--R V"

IX

It was the sweetest entle radiance, and the rant with the odour of

herbs and flowers Outside the gate which leads to the old Appian Way

groo with horses, blanketed and hooded, and huntsmen in

red coats, white breeches, pink waistcoats, and black boots, were

walking their mounts to the place appointed for the es were -habits, and on foot there was

a string of beggars, es, a group of rosy children watching the procession as it

passed

The A side by side behind a

er in livery of scarlet and

gold

"Who would think, to look on a scene like this, that the city is

seething with dissatisfaction?" said the Englishman

"Rome?" said the American "Its aristocratic indifference will not allow