. Italian letters of a diplomat's wife, January-May, 1880, February-April, 1904 . with Josephine—leav-ing of course some cards first—after that we took a turnon the Pincio, which was basking in the sunshine (butquite deserted at that hour except by nurses and children),and then drove out toward the Villa Pamphili. The roadwas so familiar, and yet so different. The same steepascent to the Janiculum with the beggars and cripples ofall ages running alongside the carriage and holding outwithered arms and maimed limbs—awful to see. Theroad is much wider—more of a promenade, trees andflowers planted
. Italian letters of a diplomat's wife, January-May, 1880, February-April, 1904 . with Josephine—leav-ing of course some cards first—after that we took a turnon the Pincio, which was basking in the sunshine (butquite deserted at that hour except by nurses and children),and then drove out toward the Villa Pamphili. The roadwas so familiar, and yet so different. The same steepascent to the Janiculum with the beggars and cripples ofall ages running alongside the carriage and holding outwithered arms and maimed limbs—awful to see. Theroad is much wider—more of a promenade, trees andflowers planted all along. The fountains of San Pietroin Montorio looked beautiful—such a rush of bright,dancing water. We drove through the Villa Corsini—quite new since my time—a beautiful drive, and drew upon the terrace just under the equestrian statue of Gari-baldi from where there is a splendid view—the wholecity of Rome at our feet, seen through a warm, grey mistthat made even the ugly staring white and yellow housesof the new quarter look picturesque. They lost them-. I904J OF A DIPLOMATS WIFE 239 selves in a charming ensemble. St. Peters looked verynear but always a little veiled by the haze which made thegreat mass more imposing. We looked straight acrossthe city to the Campagna—all the well-known monuments—Cecilia Metella, aqueducts and the various tombs scat-tered along the Via Appia were quite distinct. Thestatue of the great revolutionary leader seemed curiouslyout of place. I should have preferred almost the tradi-tional wolf with the two little boys sucking in her couldnt stay very long as we had a tea at home. Wemet many people and carriages going up as we camedown, as it was the day for the Villa Pamphili, which isopen to the public twice a week. We went to a ball at the Storys in the evening, andas we went up the great staircase of the Barberini Palace(the steps so broad and shallow that one could drive up ina light carriage) finishing with the s
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