Category: Adventure

Two Pilgrims' Progress; from fair Florence, to the eternal city of Rome

_Loe! what is this which Ime to sett before ye? It is, I ween, a very pleasant Story, How two young_ Pilgrimes _who the World would see, Did Wheele themselves all over Italy. One meant to write on't, whence it may be said That for the Nonce hers was the Wheelwright's trade; Wh...

Chapters

4. Part 4

Before the afternoon was over we cursed in our hearts the Tuscan politeness we had heretofore praised. About a mile from Buonconvento the road to Monte Oliveto divided. We turne...

2. Part 2

It was good to be in the open country again, warming ourselves in the hot sunshine. The second morning of our ride was better than the first. We knew beforehand how beautiful th...

5. Part 5

The last day of our stay a number of visitors arrived,--a priest from Perugia, two nuns, and two English ladies. They were not expected, and dinner had to be prepared for them....

3. Part 3

But we liked it better upstairs, where we were alone and there was less culture. Our window overlooked a high terrace in which marigolds and many-colored chrysanthemums were blo...

6. Part 6

Mother and daughters, men and maids, all walking amiably together, came to the garden gate with us. The _Signora_ here squeezed my hand a second time. The skittish young lady sa...

7. Part 7

After dinner we went to the church. Goethe, when he was in Assisi, saw the old Roman Temple of Minerva,--and then, that his pleasure in it might not be disturbed, refused to loo...

8. Part 8

We were glad to see Cività Castellana. One or two men in answer to our questions had told us we were close to it, but we did not believe them. The fields seemed to stretch for m...

1. Part 1

_Loe! what is this which Ime to sett before ye? It is, I ween, a very pleasant Story, How two young_ Pilgrimes _who the World would see, Did Wheele themselves all over Italy. On...

9. Part 9

Left Perugia about 3 o'clock I covered their fifth and sixth to-day, and went down a pretty days' ride, this time by myself on steep descent.... The road began to the tricycle,...