Lettere italiane della moglie di un diplomatico, gennaio-maggio 1880, febbraio-aprile, 1904 . San Pietro che torreggia sopra usstraight in su nel cielo blu, i passi affollati confratelli, gli ombrelli rossi dei contadini che fanno un grande spettacolo, e donne di tutte le condizioni e tutti i nazionaliesvestiti in colori luminosi, gay; uniformi di tutti i generi, monaci e sacerdoti di ogni ordine; Il nero dei priestsun perso in tutto il colore delle uniformi, costumi, ecc. la partenza era lunga - avremmo potuto avere la nostra auto-riage con la cockade americana in uno dei cortei posteriori del Vaticano, ma volevamo vedere tutto e

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Italian letters of a diplomat's wife, January-May 1880, February-April, 1904 . St. Peters towering above usstraight up into the blue sky, the steps crowded withpeople, the red umbrellas of the peasants making a greatshow, and women of all conditions and all nationalitiesdressed in bright, gay colours; uniforms of all kinds, monks and priests of every order; the black of the priestsrather lost in all the colour of uniforms, costumes, etc.The getting away was long—we might have had our car-riage with the American cockade in one of the back courtsof the Vatican, but we wanted to see everything and comehome by the Ponte St. Angelo. It was a great show allthe way—the long line of carriages and pedestriansstreaming back to Rome, cut every now and then by adetachment of troops. Everybody was cheered, fromCharette and his Zouaves to Montebello and his staff.The crowd was in a good humour—it was a splendid day, they had had a fine show, and politics and foreign mer-cenaries were forgotten for the moment. Everybodyhad a flower of some kind—the boys and young men In. i88o] OF A DIPLOMATS WIFE 159 their hats, the girls in their hair. One heard on all sides buona festa, buona Pasqua. How we enjoyed itall, particularly the first time, when we were fresh fromAmerica and our principal idea of a fete was the 4th ofJuly. That seemed a magnificent thing in our childishdays, when we had friends on the lawn at Cherry Lawn, a torch-light procession with a band (such a band) fromthe town, and fathers speech, standing at the top ofthe steps and telling the boys that if they worked hardand studied well, any one of them might become Presi-dent of the United States, which statement of course wasalways received with roars of applause. We went back to the Piazza always at night to see the Girandola fireworks, and there was almost the samecrowd waiting for the first silvery light to appear on thefa<;ade of St. Peters. It was marvellous to see the linesof light spread all over the enormou

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