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CLEOPATRA “My new statue!” said Kenyon, who had positively forgotten it in the thought of Hilda; “here it is, under this veil.” “Not a nude figure, I hope,” observed Miriam. “Every young sculptor see
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CLEOPATRA “My new statue!” said Kenyon, who had positively forgotten it in the thought of Hilda; “here it is, under this veil.” “Not a nude figure, I hope,” observed Miriam. “Every young sculptor see
MIRIAM AND HILDA On leaving the Medici Gardens Miriam felt herself astray in the world; and having no special reason t…
THE MEDICI GARDENS “Donatello,” said Miriam anxiously, as they came through the Piazza Barberini, “what can I do for y…
THE DEAD CAPUCHIN The dead monk was clad, as when alive, in the brown woollen frock of the Capuchins, with the hood dr…
THE BURIAL CHANT The Church of the Capuchins (where, as the reader may remember, some of our acquaintances had made an…
THE FAUN’S TRANSFORMATION The door of the courtyard swung slowly, and closed itself of its own accord. Miriam and Dona…
ON THE EDGE OF A PRECIPICE “Let us settle it,” said Kenyon, stamping his foot firmly down, “that this is precisely the…
MIRIAM’S TROUBLE As usual of a moonlight evening, several carriages stood at the entrance of this famous ruin, and the…
A MOONLIGHT RAMBLE The proposal for a moonlight ramble was received with acclamation by all the younger portion of the…
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