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Florence. | at either end of your route, for the sake of My Dear A. :-In my last I promised you a peace, it is too bad to be pursued at every inlittle account of my journey from Rome hither, termediate step by these eager extortioners, and which had one or two incidents of interest, especially to have a good pleasant nap broken with which alone I will detain you. I left in upon. It is too much like the annoyance of Rome just at evening by diligence for Civita East Jersey mosquitoes. Vecchia. My friend and countryman already I mentioned that Civita Vecchia was the place mentioned, accompanied me to the office, and of our destination. Probably you don't know bade me a cordial "good-bye" at parting, at the much about this important city. May you same time putting into my hand a note of in | never be enlightened by as tedious a sojourn as troduction to an acquaintance at Civita Vecchia afflicted me. Extremes---either good or badconnected with the English Consulate. We must have something in them to notice. Thereparted with the expectation of meeting soon at fore Civita Vecchia deserves noticing, for with Leghorn. It is a pleasant thing to meet a all soberness, I do assert it to be the dullest, countryman in a distant land. I was much loneliest, most good-for-nothing kind of a place disappointed in missing one or two of whom I I have yet had the misfortune to become acheard, whom I knew well by reputation, though quainted with. We arrived about one in the not personally acquainted. As we passed from morning, and expected to leave by steamer the gate of the city, I gained a parting view. in the afternoon of the same day. But during The shadows of night were gathering over it the night a most violent gale sprang up from and throwing its dusky mantle over tower and the south-west, and when I awoke, the dashing dome, and the recollection that I was taking of waters was in my ear. I walked out to. my farewell look of this wonderful city, stirred wards the harbor after breakfast, to inquire as my mind with many exciting reflections. Here to our prospect of getting away. The sea and there from the mighty drama of her history near the shore was a sheet of foam, and our prominent events started up and blazed before steamer was tossing and heaving to and fro, me with startling vividness; and imagination and I soon learned to my sorrow, that all hope scampered over the past without bridle or rein. of leaving before the morrow must be abanAfter riding a few miles my mind sank into that doned. It was a great disappointment, as I kind of drowsy indifference which succeeds was very anxious to hurry on; and the matter excitement, and with visions fast growing indis was aggravated by the dolefulness of the place. tinct, I fell asleep and was scarcely conscious A few narrow, lonely streets, with dark, gloomy, of anything that passed, except as the period antiquated houses frowning on you, and dull, ical application of postilions for a little change dirty, heathenish looking people crawling announced a stopping-place. The regular around in a half-dead, half-alive kind of a and importunate dunning of these fellows is way, as if they knew nothing and had nothing often excessively annoying. Understand me, to do-presented pictures anything but animaI believe in paying every reasonable demand, ting to a dejected man. Seriously, the conand in charity, giving of alms, etc. ; but when dition of the mass of the people both as to you are fully conscious that you have paid at industry and morals is truly deplorable. Gamthe outset a good round price for all the ac bling seemed to be the only business followed commodation you are receiving, and take into | with much zeal. This I should think from all the account the feeing of half a dozen porters | I saw was prosecuted with vigor; and many

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with no honest occupation, depended for their the vessel advanced beyond the protection of precarious resources on their success in con the molo, she rolled and tossed about like a suming others. I looked about for something plaything among the heaving waves. The decks to interest and divert my mind awhile, as I found were soon deserted; and a distinguished lady I must reconcile myself to a day's sojourn. I from Florence, in a feeble state of health, beentered one or two churches, but dingy walls, coming excessively alarmed, shrieked wildly : indifferent paintings, and the old odor, which “ We are lost! we are lost !” We had a most many of these churches of the poorer class uncomfortable passage, but reached Leghorn retain, (and which every traveller must remem in safety. The storm had done great damage ber,) turned me back in quick disgust. I heard there, and for days after news arrived of disthere was a theatre, where I suppose, after days asters. of laziness and gambling, the idle and vicious I shall say nothing of Leghorn, at any rate assembled to listen to indifferent acting, and at present. A railroad carries you to Pisa, have the monotony of their torpid life broken about ten miles. Having alluded to her former by half-grown emotions or momentary kindling wealth and commercial enterprise, I shall not of bad passions. But as I would not seek dwell upon her history or present state now. I amusement in a theatre, however attractive, I spent only a day and night there, visited the of course would not vex my conscience or add famous cathedral, leaning tower, and Campo to my desolation by going to this. After a time Santo, and next morning left by diligence for I followed one of the streets till it led me to a Florence. mound which skirted the town, covered with a For the prominent place it held by its beautiful sod. It seemed designed as a kind wealth and commercial enterprise during the of fortification or wall, and here and there a middle ages, for the interest of its political sentinel was pacing on it. The grass was history, for the number of great men it has fresh and bright, and was the first cheerful produced or nourished, and for its rich treasobject I had seen. I was just congratulating ures of art, Florence justly ranks among the myself on my good fortune, and meditated a first cities of Europe. Its situation is beautipleasant stroll, when a poor vassal of the Pope, ful, and there is much to remind you of its with musket on his shoulder, told me I could better days. The immense massive edifices of not walk there. He seemed half ashamed to stone, with frowning battlements, and peculiar do his duty, but I turned about and gave up in square towers, speak the genius of the times despair. I never felt much more desolate and in which they were erected. I shall not atdoleful. I thought if any continental govern tempt to unravel here the particulars of Florment wanted a Siberia or a Botany Bay close entine history, though full of interest. You at hand, I would recommend them to send their know what Machiavelli has made of it. As convicts to Civita Vecchia. They would soon you walk about the city, especially when the ask Sahara as an abatement. The letter I moon throws its silver light on ancient towers had brought from Rome proved of great ser and domes, or gives the yellow Arno a purer vice. The young gentleman to whom it intro flow, the mind easily runs back to by-gone duced me was very attentive, and kindly re- days, and revels in the stirring associations of lieved me of all care about my passport, and the past. Almost everything here is connected did all in his power to diminish the discomfort | by some tie with the rise and wealth, the power of my stay. I must say also that there was one and reverses of the famous Medici family ; but object worthy of a notice—the beautiful mas

I must avoid these endless genealogies. The sive fort which adorns and fortifies the harbor. first place of interest I visited was the Royal I was told the design was by Michael Angelo. Gallery, as it was near my boarding-house, It contained at this time well locked up within and I came upon it unexpectedly, as I saunits walls a large number of convicts frorn the tered forth the morning after my arrival here. papal States ; among them a notorious leader of Its collections are almost endless, and one a gang of banditti which had long infested the needs to visit it again and again. Its chambers mountains somewhere between Rome and are open to all, and scores of artists are alFlorence.

ways engaged in different parts, copying from We left on the following day, though it was ancient and celebrated paintings, as this prividoubtful until about the hour of sailing, and lege is liberally extended. Near the gallery is considered then a little dangerous. As soon as a public square or plaza, on one side of which

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THE BEAUTY OF EARTH.

a storied edifice, the Loggia di Lanzi, attracts | A detachment of soldiers stand on duty in your eye, and on the other the famous old pal- | front of the old palace, and the royal band ace or Palazzo Vecchio, as it is called, rears salute him with their choicest strains. As its massive and turreted walls, and bears its royalty cannot monopolize all the vibrations of lofty tower towards the clouds. As Phillips sound more than all the rays of light, we poor says of Napoleon, “its frown terrifies the glance plebeians gain some benefit from these performits magnificence attracted." This old tower ances. The music surpassed anything of the has looked on strange scenes, and these walls kind I have ever heard. I have been much incould tell of wild and fierce encounters when terested in an illustration of the passion of liberty was wrested by an excited people from the Italians for music, and how natural it is to the hands of ambitious men. The square is them, which has fallen under my notice. abundantly supplied, and in instances adorned A little fellow, half clad, but full of life and by numerous pieces of statuary of various song, if not of bread and butter, passes my degrees of merit and demerit-one of them by boarding-house morning and evening as he Michael Angelo. The large equestrian statue goes to his daily occupation or returns to the of Oosmo de Medici, whose wealth and liberal little dirty corner he calls his home. He has ity contributed so much to the splendor of Flo picked up somewhere strains from some of the rence, and won for him the proud title of “ Pater most difficult and beautiful operas, and with a Patriæ,” attracts your attention, and detains sweetness and fullness of voice and a perfecyou with reflections upon him and his succes tion of modulation which many who pretend sors.

to sing might well covet, he pours forth his I witnessed in this square an interesting song, waking echoes from the antiquated walls, ceremony which takes place nightly at the aud making the streets ring with his melody. closing of the gates. It is customary about I intended to give you an account of my sunset for the Grand-duke, who occupies the visit to the tower of Galileo, Pitti palace, &c., celebrated Pitti palace, across the Arno, to | but must stop short here. pass in state through this time-honored square.

THE BEAUTY OF EARTH.

BY CAROLINE ORMSBY.

Who loveth not our joyous Earth,

So beautiful and free?
Her brave old hills, her quiet vales,

Her living minstrelsy,
Adown her mountain torrents leap,

And murmur on her streams;
And float all through her dim deep woods

A thousand glorious dreams-
A thousand dreams of days of eld,

When 'neath that glorious sky,
Bold hearts beat high, and fresh lips spake,

And eyes flashed radiantly.
And Earth hath many mysteries :

Within her secret caves
Deep voices speak, strange shadows creep

Beneath the broad sea-waves.
The mountains have a solemn voice,

The vales a strange-keyed song,

The deep wild caves full many a tone,

And shapes, an unknown throng.
The summer airs steal silently

Where violets ope their eye,
And wake the fays of sleeping leaves,

In glens where shadows lie.
Night sheds its tears, and lo! each star

Steals forth so silently,
And smiles upon its own bright form

Uplooking from the sea.
Where dash the northern seas, or bend

The skies of Italy,
Or blows the burning pestilence

Of desert Araby;
Where raise the Alps their crested heads,

Or lifts our Rocky chain,
Each scene, each change does but repeat

Earth's beauty o'er again.

THE SELF-DENYING STUDENT.

A SKETCH FROM REAL LIFE.

It was a midwinter's night. The heavy , and his father was becoming decrepit, as old tread of footmen in the street had gradually age came on. But the greater the discouragebeen growing less and less, and now had entirely ments that pressed upon him, the greater seemed died away. The clock had struck ten-eleven his determination to rise above them. The -twelve-and all was silent, save the howling rudiments of an education he obtained by the of the storm without. For two or three hours aid of such facilities as were afforded near past, while others slept, a lone student had home. As soon as he was deemed competent been poring over classical lore; and so ab he commenced teaching, and thus he acquired sorbed was he in his studies, that he was wholly the means of further prosecuting his studies. unconscious of the flight of time. He now In order to prepare for college, he must needs arose with strained eyes to prepare for retiring. resort to the seminary in a neighboring village. He read a chapter in the Bible, hastily reviewed Here he very soon won the respect of his his conduct during the day past, and offered up instructors and fellows, and by faithfulness in a sincere prayer to the Giver of all good, in study he became known as a thorough and which he asked to be directed by heavenly critical scholar. By perseverance and economy wisdom in encountering the almost insur he had “ worked his way” at this institution mountable obstacles that beset his way. Es about a year and a half. His whole soul was pecially did he remember in his supplications absorbed in the pursuit of knowledge, and to his father and mother at their humble home. have taken him off from the privilege of books Committing himself to the kind care of his and of study, under ordinary circumstances, heavenly Father, he sought the embraces of would have been almost as death to him. He “tired nature's sweet restorer.”

wanted only a few months to completing his Charles Blossom, the young man introduced preparatory course, when the sad news came to the reader by the foregoing, was the young that his father was ill, and needed his care and est and only remaining son of poor but re attention at home. He must relinquish his spectable parents. They had lost two older studies ; but he murmurs not, nor once harbors sons and a daughter in the short space of five the thought that those parents are a burden to years, and Charles was now their only support. him. Cheerfully he gives up all, and, drawn They had been careful to instil into his youth by the cords of the purest filial affection, fol mind right moral principles, and they had wends his steps towards the home he so dearly the satisfaction of knowing, as his opening loves. faculties were developed, that he possessed a His return was on a bright spring morning. most amiable disposition. Filial affection es The music of birds filled the groves, the early pecially was a predominating trait in his char flowers yielded their fragrance to the zephyrs, acter.

and the gladness of nature bade the heart reWhile quite young he imbibed a very great joice; but nothing caused such a thrill of joy desire to obtain a thorough and finished educa to those parents in that lonely dwelling, as the tion. He even sometimes dared to think of presence of a dutiful son. They blessed a college ; but then the obstacles in his path kind Providence for giving them such a supseemed almost too much for his young spirit to port, and with reason too. grapple with. He was penniless, and it re Charles immediately entered upon business quired a portion of the small sum he could by which he might be able to minister to their earn to make his parents comfortable ; and the wants, for they were now nearly helpless. He probability was that very soon the whole would felt the approbation of Heaven, which of all be required; for his mother was nearly blind, | things else he prized most highly while he

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toiled on in his work of love. He was con- | tain oak is unscathed by the blast, so he yielded tented and cheerful; for he had learned what not, nor swerved from his high-souled purpose. is most meet for mortals to learn, self-denial. He entered college, took a high stand in his

class, and graduated with distinguished honors. Two years elapsed, and Charles Blossom He is now a useful and brilliant inember of was alone in the world. He had followed both his profession ; and the laurels that grace his his parents to the grave, and had the assurance brow will be as lasting as time itself. He has that they were at rest in heaven. The first stood before countless multitudes and swayed burst of grief passed by, and he yielded in full them by the power of his eloquence; he has resignation to the blow, conscious that he had listened to the applause of thousands, and has done what he could to smooth their pathway to heard the echo of his fame in other lands; but the tomb.

still, as the happiest portion of his life, he always His eagerness to acquire knowledge had not refers to the two years in which he denied abated in the least, and he again entered upon himself that he might minister to the necessihis course of study. Still he had to struggle | ties of those who had given him existence. with difficulties; but, as the deep-rooted moun

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