SAN REMO. 



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Sini/ii V n^pera. 



which I SLiddenh' caup-ht 



ft 



sight of at the end 

 of a long, dark 

 street. Again a Palm 

 tree, bending over the 

 wall, made me pause. 

 In the scanty shadow 

 that its fronds cast on 

 the road a number of gaih' 

 dressed children were 

 pla\ ing, while a donke\' 

 Stretched its head out of 

 the stable window and 

 looked at them. Dark-eyed 

 maidens, often of striking beaut\-, 

 passed us, but all, alas, clad in 

 modern dress. On many ol the 

 houses thick vines were trained 

 4J_^ to the highest storev forming shady 



bowers. Roses decked with bright festoons old 

 weathered walls, giving them a semblance 

 of restored ^'Outh. These were but moment- 

 ary- impressions, but gladh' would I, had it 

 been possible, have stamped them, with all 

 their light and colour, indelibly on my memor\-. 



