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promenaded the chioggean beauties with the peculiar house dress resembling an apron tied on to the back and brought over the head. On every side pictures presented themselves, and I was crazy to return there with my box and remain several days. In the middle of the afternoon we started back, the effect coming up the Laguna was very fine and the sun-set over Venice charming - one remarkable phenomenon was the appearance in the heavens of a reflected sun a great curiosity and for which I was unable to account. When we reached the landing in front of the cafe orientale I was in fine condition for a good dinner, which by the way is a difficult thing to find in Venice.

Padua I went out to Saturday morning the 12 of June as the next day would be the great fete of St. Anthony the particular patron of Padua I walked up to the church of St A and in the neighborhood found an albergo but to my surprise it was full. I was sent to a neighboring house for a room, this house was a quaint old palazzo as picturesque as well could be found and full of suggestions of better days. My room on preview was a spacious cool appartment with the windows opening upon the court and surrounded by vines of honeysuckle whose fragrances added greatly to the charms of the house. With guide book under my arm I started out to do the sights more particularly to see the pictures. St Anthony is a fine old site, and has a few objects of art. the bronzes of Donatello I tried to admire but failed, a little figure of a woman reading on one of the fountains pleased me vastly more. In a curious old chapel off one of the cloysters are remains of frescos by Giotto one a monk on the right of the altar I liked greatly better than any thing I saw later in his chapel near the Arena. The greatest works of art I saw at Padua were the fine Titians in the Scuola of St Anthony and the magnificent Veronese in Sta Giustina such works are a fortune to any city. In the morning I enjoyed a cup of coffee and again at the cafe de Pedrocha and afterward went to a popular garden where I saw nothing of interest. The following day was the festa, gaily dressed peasants filled the streets and place of St A and the warm sunlit square was swarming with people and booths. I made my way into the church and gained a seat near a door where occasionally I could have a breath of fresh air. The music was fine and to watch the peasants very amusing I remained there an hour or more, then in the afternoon after a luxurious mid day sleep a novelty for me, I made a tour over part of the city passing the observatory and entering a delicious little walk by a canal bordered with gardens in warm shadowed