. The Saturday evening post. rland, and Ifelt somehow I had always known her. Shereceived me in a large red damask-hung anddamask-furnished salon, with a quantity of flowersabout her—potted plants as well as cut was a double-sized bay window; so as muchlight as a winter day in St. Petersburg could offercame in and touched here and there the manypretty ornaments which covered the scatteredtables. Most of these looked like souvenirs of thekind a woman gathers through life; and thoughnearly all the trifles were luxurious, they sug-gested intimacy and sentiment rather than a
. The Saturday evening post. rland, and Ifelt somehow I had always known her. Shereceived me in a large red damask-hung anddamask-furnished salon, with a quantity of flowersabout her—potted plants as well as cut was a double-sized bay window; so as muchlight as a winter day in St. Petersburg could offercame in and touched here and there the manypretty ornaments which covered the scatteredtables. Most of these looked like souvenirs of thekind a woman gathers through life; and thoughnearly all the trifles were luxurious, they sug-gested intimacy and sentiment rather than atmosphere of coziness and warmth was un-derscored by Her Majestys cordial reception. The Anitchkoff is a large, impressive palace ofa bad period—1860 or thereabouts, it looked. Theentrance hall was vastly high and overheavy in itsdecoration, the staircase long and wearisome tomount, but made attractive by a wonderful seriesof Hubert Roberts panels, I think the best I haveever seen. I traversed a number of severe, classic.
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