Rafael in Italy / A Geographical Reader

said to Rafael, "Tell us some of your Venetia

St. Mark, St. George, and St. Theodore-who crossed the lagoon one night, cent

ngs which have happened on these canals," he conclu

rs for her mother and herself, which they began re

tells me to go to Verona, where his chauffeur is waiti

hat Rafael looked wonderingly at them, she added, "Tom is my cousin, who is seeing Italy wi

gone into Austria for more than a month, and I know

letter, she said, "W

ind the chauffe

Dove,'" said Mrs. Sprague. "There

the golden dove of Verona," said Edith,

lion in the forum in

laimed Edith, "that

old forum in Verona, but it is used now as a vegetable

e girl; "but I shall first t

read "Romeo and Juliet," for he said, "You

the girl, with a

l narrow houses. The street leads from the market-place and i

cony," he added. "It is five stories above the sidew

overlooked the courtyard

ut carriages when I saw it," Rafael answered,

my dreams shattered," mourned the girl. "Sh

vy leaf from the plant near-by. Is not th

. "I have a large collection of ivy leaves mysel

will be most precious of all," he told her, "becau

e to be seen in Verona

which is second only to the one

said. "We have one in the United States which

be?" he asked quickly. "The one in Verona is very old,

colleges, has seen just as interesting contests as any colosseum in Europe. Thousands and thousands of people have cheered the victors in

d not know that you ever saw such inspiri

dith, glad to see that

o reach Verona from Veni

fteen hours, you will arrive

a funny way to say three o'clock. Your way of counting time

me," said her mother. "There are twenty-four ho

take them to the station in his boat,