After we had left the highway where the siui poured freely 

 down we entered the inore shaded road leading to Ccesar's 

 Head^ and stopped before an old ruin at the foot of the hills. 

 Without the enclosure grew a high, ungainly locust tree, and 

 shrubby, odd-looking sycamores leaned against the cru?nbli?ig 

 walls. But for them the spot icould have seemed strangely de- 

 serted. Joe Pye-weed, tall and sentifiel-like, was guardian of 

 the scene, 



(CLXV.) 



