A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . hat arescattered about the country, it would lookvery much like our western prairies. Wearrived in Vienna after dark and taking abus were hauled across the city, oversome rough pavement, to the Grand Hotel,where they assigned us quite comfortablerooms. Tuesday, September 30. Went to the Museum with the boys tolook at the old armor. They have a mag-nifiicent collection there. After a while Ileft my sons and went to the Picture collection is especially good in paintingsof the Italian School. There are a numberof fine
A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . hat arescattered about the country, it would lookvery much like our western prairies. Wearrived in Vienna after dark and taking abus were hauled across the city, oversome rough pavement, to the Grand Hotel,where they assigned us quite comfortablerooms. Tuesday, September 30. Went to the Museum with the boys tolook at the old armor. They have a mag-nifiicent collection there. After a while Ileft my sons and went to the Picture collection is especially good in paintingsof the Italian School. There are a numberof fine Titians with several Tintorettos andVeroneses and more beautiful Palma Vec-chios than I have ever before seen. Of Tus-can Old Masters, I noticed a St. Catherineby Parmigianino, and the famous Madonnaal Verde by Raphael. The afternoon wasspent in walking about the streets, up to theStephans Platz, watching the people, andpeeping into shops. At one place I foundwhat looked to me like a suit of old Gothicarmor. I shall take the boys up to have alook at It u* A SUMMER IN NORTHERN LANDS 173 Wednesday, October I went up to the Museum to joinMaud and Marian, who with Raphael hadpreceded me. First I slipped into the roomson the lower floor to have another look atthe armor, for I wanted to compare someof the suits with the one I found for saleyesterday. It closely resembles a Gothic suitthat belonged to Sigmund of Tyrol (). After having taken a hasty lookthrough some of the other rooms on thisfloor, I started to go up stairs to the PictureGalleries to find my family, for I knew Ra-phael desired to go elsewhere, when whomshould I meet on the stairs but my brotherFrank and his wife Luisa. They have beenin Vienna for the past two days, are stop-ping at the Bristol just across the streetfrom our hotel and in the meantime havebeen hunting for us. They were leaving thebuilding but turned back and we went insearch of Maud, Marian and Raphael,whom we soon found in one o
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