CHAPTER LXIII.

GENEALOGIES.

Births and deaths of our parents.--Their children.--Genealogies

of Lorenzo's wives, children, grandchildren, sons-in-law and

daughters-in-law.--Mary Adaline's children by her first husband.

Births And Deaths Of Our Parents.

Oliver Snow, born 18 Sept., 1775, in Becket, Berkshire Co.,

Massachusetts. died 17 Oct., 1845, in Walnut Grove, Knox Co., Illinois.

Rosetta Leonora Pettibone Snow, b. 22 Oct., 1778, in Simsbury, Hartford

Co., Connecticut.

d. 12 Oct., 1846, in Walnut Grove, Knox Co., Illinois.

Their Children.

Leonora Abigail, b. 23 Aug., 1801, in Becket, Berkshire Co., Mass. d.

11 Feb., 1872, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Eliza Roxcy, b. 21 Jan., 1804, in Becket, Berkshire Co., Mass.

Percy Amanda, b. 20 April, 1808, in Mantua, Portage Co., Ohio. d. 27

August, 1848, in Henry Co., Illinois.

Melissa, b. 24 July, 1810, in Mantua, Portage Co., Ohio. d. 16 Dec.,

1835, in Mantua, Portage Co., Ohio.

Lorenzo, b. 3 April, 1814, in Mantua, Portage Co., Ohio.

Lucius Augustus, b. 31 Aug., 1819, in Mantua, Portage Co., Ohio.

Samuel Pearce, b. 22 Aug., 1821, in Mantua, Portage Co., Ohio.

Genealogical Record Of Lorenzo Snow's Family.

LORENZO SNOW

married CHARLOTTE, daughter of Charles Merrill and Charlotte Smith

Squires. b. 19 Nov., 1825, in Bainbridge, Geauga Co., Ohio. d. 25

Sept., 1850, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Their children. Leonora Charlotte, b. 23 Jan., 1847, in Mt. Pisgah,

Iowa. d. June, 1847, in Mt. Pisgah, Iowa.

Roxcy Armatha, b. 14 Dec., 1849, in Salt Lake City.

ROXCY ARMATHA SNOW

m. ELIJAH ARNOLD, son of William and Olivia A. Box, who were born in

England,

b. 4 Jan., 1844.

Their chil. Charlotte Olivia, b. 22 Aug., 1867, in Brigham City, Box

Elder Co., Utah.

Roxcy Estella, b. 4 Jan., 1870, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Ada Trieste, b. 7 Feb., 1875, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Dora Viola, b. 29 Oct., 1878, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah. d.

Sept., 1879, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Ella Armeda, b. 31 Oct., 1880, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Eliza R. Snow, b. 21 Jan., 1884, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

LORENZO SNOW

m. MARY ADALINE, dr. of Dan and Percy Amanda Pettibone Goddard, b. 8

March, 1812, in Hartford, Connecticut.

Their chil. Rosetta Adaline b. 7 Nov., 1846, in Mount Pisgah, Iowa.

Oliver Goddard, b. 20 Feb., 1849, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Isadore Percy, b. 24 Feb., 1855, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

ROSETTA ADALINE SNOW

m. CHESTER LOVELAND, b. 30 Dec., 1817, in Ashtabulah Co., Ohio.

Their chil. Lorenzo Chester, b. 9 Jan., 1868, in Brigham City, Box

Elder Co., Utah. d. 14 July, 1874, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Mary Adaline, b. 19 Dec., 1869, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Rosetta Abigail, b. 7 Aug., 1875, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

d. 12 Nov. 1875, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Myrtie Adell, b. 17 April, 1878, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

d. 1 Sept., 1878, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Oliver George Morris, b. 2 Oct, 1882, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co.,

Utah.

OLIVER GODDARD SNOW

m. MARY B., dr. of Eli Harvey and Susannah Neff Peirce, b. 21 Sept.,

1853, in Salt Lake City, Utah,

Their chil. Mary Orilla, b. 8 Dec., 1874, in Brigham City, Box Elder

Co., Utah.

Oliver Goddard, b. 9 June, 1876, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

d. 10 Feb., 1879, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Eugene Peirce, b. 27 Feb., 1878, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Eliza Roxcy, b. 3 Nov., 1879, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Lionel Vivian, b. 19 Oct., 1881, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

Clyde Virginius, b. 27 May, 1883, in Brigham City, Box Elder Co., Utah.

ISADORE PERCY SNOW

m. HOMER S. WOODWORTH.

Their chil. Lottie Lucien, b. 13 Sept., 1875, in Nebraska. d. 26 Oct.,

1876, in Brigham City, Utah.

Mary Adaline, b. 8 Feb., 1878, in Brigham City, Utah.

LORENZO SNOW

m. SARAH ANN, dr. of John and Polly Tillotson Prichard, both in Mass.

b. 29 Nov., 1826, in Nelson, Portage Co., Ohio.

Their chil. Eliza Sarah, b. 30 Nov., 1847, in Mount Pisgah, Iowa.

Sylvia, b. 16 Jan., 1850, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Lorenzo, Jr., b. 7 July, 1853, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Parintha, b. 5 Oct., 1855, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Laurin Alvirus, b. 2 Dec., 1863, Brigham City, Utah.

ELIZA SARAH SNOW

m. GEORGE, s. of John and Mary Blair Dunford, b. 18 Dec., 1822, in

Trowbridge, Wiltshire, England,

Their chil. Georgie, b. 20 March, 1871, in Salt Lake City. d. 30 Oct.,

1872, in Salt Lake City.

Venice, b. 7 Jan., 1873. in Salt Lake City.

Sarah Estella, b. 31 July, 1875, in Salt Lake City.

George William, b. 1 Jan., 1878, in Salt Lake City. d. in Salt Lake

City.

Lorenzo Snow, b. 8 Dec., 1879, in Salt Lake City.

Rupert Algernon F. Isaac, b. 10 Sept., 1882, in Salt Lake City.

SYLVIA SNOW

m. CHAUNCEY, s. of Chauncey Walker and Mary Hoagland West, b. 3 Aug.,

1849, in Salt Lake City.

Their chil. Sarah Claudine, b. 7 March, 1869, in St. George, Washington

Co., Utah.

Mary Frouie, b. 25 July, 1872, in Brigham City, Utah.

Chauncey, Jr., b. 13 Sept., 1875, in Brigham City, Utah.

Sylvia, b. 21 April, 1880, in Brigham City, Utah.

LORENZO SNOW, JR.,

m. HULDAH, dr. of J. P. and Sarah Jensen, b. 4 March, 1860, in Brigham

City, Utah.

Their chil. Lorenzo, 3d, b. 16 Oct., 1881, in Brigham City, Utah.

LORENZO SNOW

m. HARRIET AMELIA, dr. of Aaron and Elizabeth P. Squires, b. 13 Sept.,

1819, in Aurora, Geauga Co., Ohio.

Their chil. Abigail Harriet, b. 16 July, 1849, in Mount Pisgah, Iowa.

Lucius Aaron, b. 16 Dec., 1851, in Salt Lake City.

Twins, Alonzo Henry, b. 15 Feb., 1854, in Salt Lake City. d. 1 Nov.,

1854, in Salt Lake City.

Amelia Henrietta, b. 15 Feb., 1854, in Salt Lake City. d. 30 Oct.,

1854, in Salt Lake City.

Celestia Armeda, b. 2 Dec., 1856, in Salt Lake City.

ABIGAIL HARRIET SNOW

m. THOMAS CALDWELL, b. 8 Feb., 1842, in Glasgow, Scotland.

Their chil.

Twins, Thomas Sylvanus, b. 5 Feb., 1866, in Brigham City, Utah.

Lorenzo Sylvester, b. 5 Feb., 1866, in Brigham City, Utah.

ABIGAIL H. SNOW CALDWELL

m. MORRIS DAVID ROSENBAUM, b. 11 July, 1831, in Fordam, Prussia.

Their chil. Harriet, b. 2 March, 1869, in Brigham City, Utah. d. 2

Aug., 1871, in Brigham City, Utah.

Moses, b. 19 Aug., 1871, in Brigham City, Utah. d. 22 July, 1874, in

Brigham City, Utah.

Nettie May, b. 13 Oct., 1873, in Brigham City, Utah.

Alice Maud, b. 4 May, 1876, in Brigham City, Utah.

Morris, b. 3 March, 1878, in Brigham City, Utah.

Minnie Mabel, b. 19 March, 1880, in Brigham City, Utah.

Lucius, b. 23 June, 1882, in Brigham City, Utah.

LUCIUS AARON SNOW

m. ELIZABETH WILSON, b. 1 Sept., 1856, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Their chil. Lucius Wilson, b. 22 Sept., 1876, in Brigham City, Utah. d.

20 Jan., 1879, in Brigham City, Utah.

Luella, b. 23 June, 1878, in Brigham City, Utah.

Frutilla, b. 12 July, 1880, in Brigham City, Utah.

Lauredo, b. 13 Sept., 1882, in Brigham City, Utah. d. 18 Aug., 1883, in

Brigham City, Utah.

CELESTIA ARMEDA SNOW

m. BRIGHAM MORRIS, son of President Brigham and Margaret Peirce

Whitesides Young, b. 18 Jan., 1854, in Salt Lake City.

Their chil. Alice Armeda, b. 13 Feb., 1876, in Salt Lake City.

Brigham Morris, b. 28 Feb., 1878, Brigham City, Utah.

Franklin Snow, b. 13 Feb., 1881, in Brigham City, Utah. d. 14 Feb.,

1881, in Brigham City, Utah.

Lucius, b. 10 April, 1882, in Brigham City, Utah. d. 5 March, 1883. in

Brigham City, Utah.

LORENZO SNOW

m. ELEANOR, dr. of Christian and Susan Pauling Houtz, b. 14 Aug., 1831,

in Pennsylvania.

Their chil. Amanda Eleanor, b. 19 April, 1850, in Salt Lake City. d. 21

Oct., 1850, in Salt Lake City.

Ida, b. 2 Jan., 1854, in Salt Lake City.

Eugenia, b. 5 July, 1856, in Brigham City.

Alphonso Houtz, b. 13 Oct., 1858, in Salt Lake City.

Susan Imogene, b. 4 May, 1861, in Brigham City. d. 16 Oct., 1864, in

Brigham City.

Roxcy Lana, b. 22 Oct., 1863, in Brigham City.

Hortensia, b. 17 July, 1867, in Brigham City.

Chauncey Edgar, b. 8 July, 1870, in Brigham City.

IDA SNOW m. GEORGE FRANCIS, son of George D. and Ellen P. Gibbs, b. 23

Nov., 1846, in Haverford, Pembroke Co., South Wales.

Their chil. Georgie Winnetta, b. 14 Aug., 1877, d. 30 April, 1878, in

Brigham City.

George Snow, b. 14 March, 1879,

Eleanor Snow, b. 4 May, 1881, in Salt Lake City. d. 28 July, 1881, in

Salt Lake City.

Ralston, b. 7 June, 1883, in Salt Lake City

EUGENIA SNOW m. LEONIDAS THOMAS, son of Eli Harvey and Susannah Neff

Peirce, b.

Their chil. Leonidas Eustace Baudine, b. 11 Oct., 1877, in Brigham

City. d. 8 May, 1879, in Brigham City.

Eugene Laran, b. 29 Oct., 1879, in Brigham City.

Eugenia, b. 28 April, 1882, in Brigham City.

LORENZO SNOW m. CAROLINE HORTON, b. 25 Dec., 1828, in England, d. Feb.,

1857, in Brigham City.

Their chil.

Twins, Clarissa Caroline, b. 19 July, 1854, in Salt Lake City.

Franklin, b. 3 Feb., 1857, in Brigham City.

Sarah Augusta, b. 3 Feb., 1857, in Brigham City. d. 17 Feb., 1857, in

Brigham City.

CLARISSA CAROLINE m. JOHN ARCHIBALD, son of Charles A. and Mary Haig

McAllister, b. 22 Aug., 1851, in Newcastle-on-Tyne, Northumberland,

England.

Their chil. John Archibald, Jr., b. 10 April, 1872, Brigham City, Box

Elder Co., Utah.

Lorenzo Charles, b. 3 March, 1874, in Logan, Cache Co., Utah.

Roy Snow, b. 5 Sept., 1876, in Logan, Cache Co., Utah.

William Lucius, b. 19 Sept., 1878, in Logan, Cache Co., Utah.

Mary Jean, b. 15 Nov., 1880, in Logan, Cache Co., Utah.

Frank Snow, b. 21 March, 1883, in Logan, Cache Co., Utah.

LORENZO SNOW m. MARY ELIZABETH, dr. of Jacob and Lydia M. Houtz, b. 19

May, 1840, in Penn's Town, Union Co. Pa.

Their chil. Lydia May, b. 21 Jan., 1860, in Salt Lake City.

Jacob E. Fitzroy, b. 31 Oct., 1862, in Salt Lake City. d. 2 Dec., 1862,

in Salt Lake City.

Virginia M. Marian, b. 30 Jan., 1864, in Salt Lake City.

Mansfield Lorenzo, b. 8 Sept., 1866, in Salt Lake City.

Mortimer Joseph, b. 19 Nov., 1868, in Brigham City.

Flora Bell Birdie, b. 19 July, 1871, in Brigham City.

LYDIA MAY SNOW m. ELI HARVEY, s. of Eli Harvey and Susannah Neff

Peirce, b. 27 Dec., 1852, in Brigham City.

Their chil. Pearl Snow, b. 17 July, 1883, in Brigham City.

LORENZO SNOW m. PHEBE AMELIA, dr. of President Wilford and Phebe Carter

Woodruff, b. 4 March, 1842, in Nauvoo, Hancock Co., Ill.

Their chil. Mary Amanda, b. 4 Sept., 1860, in Salt Lake City. d. 6

Sept., 1860, in Salt Lake City.

Leslie Woodruff, b. 6 Feb., 1862, in Salt Lake City.

Orion, b. 6 Sept., 1866, in Salt Lake City.

Milton, b. 7 Feb., 1869, in Brigham City.

Phebe Augusta Florence, b. 7 Aug., 1870, in Brigham City.

LORENZO SNOW m. MINNIE, dr. of J. P. and Sarah Clawson Jensen, of

Denmark and Germany, b. 10 Oct., 1855, in Brigham City, Utah.

Their chil. Clarence Leroi, b. 26 Aug., 1876, Brigham City, Utah.

Minnie Mabel, b. 23 May, 1879, Brigham City, Utah.

Cora Jeane, b. 16 Feb., 1883, Brigham City, Utah. d. 11 Aug., 1883,

Brigham City, Utah.

_Children by First Husband_.

MARY ADALINE, dr. of Dan and Percy Amanda Pettibone Goddard, m. GEORGE

WASHINGTON HENDRICKSON, 6 March, 1834. b. 8 March, 1812.

Their chil. Hiram Ackley, b. 15 Dec., 1834, in Akron, Summit Co., Ohio.

Orville Daniel, b. 4 Nov., 1836, in McDonough Co., Ohio.

Jacob Wayne, b. 15 Dec., 1839, in Coles Co., Ohio.

HYRUM ACKLEY HENDRICKSON m. ELIZABETH, dr. of Christian and Catherine

Clapper, b. 4 Sept., 1837, in Ray Co., Mo.

Their chil. Elizabeth Adaline, b. 30 May, 1857, in Brigham City, Utah.

Hyrum Marcellus, b. 23 Aug., 1859, in Brigham City, Utah.

Horace Byron, b. 12 Sept., 1861, in Brigham City, Utah. d. 2 Sept.,

1878, in Brigham City, Utah.

Catherine Rosetta, b. 16 Jan., 1869, in Brigham City, Utah.

ELIZABETH ADALINE HENDRICKSON m. MANUS JOHNSON,

Their chil. Vivian Oretta, b. 21 Dec., 1876, in Parowan, Iron Co.

Lawrence M. Ackley, b. 12 Dec., 1878, in Parowan, Iron Co.

Irving Percy, b. 10 June, 1881, in Parowan, Iron Co.

ORVILLE DANIEL HENDRICKSON m. EMMA SMITH BOLTON, b. 1 Jan., 1842, in

New York.

Their chil. Orville Bolton, b. 7 May, 1862, in Mill Creek Ward, S. L.

Co.

Mary Emma, b. 10 Jan., 1864, in Brigham City.

George Edwin, b. 22 June, 1866, in Brigham City.

Albert Edgar, b. 3 May, 1868, in Brigham City.

Charlotte, b. 23 July, 1870, in Mill Creek Ward, S. L. Co. d. 23 July,

1870, aged ten hours.

Charles Lewis, b. 27 Oct., 1871, in Mill Creek Ward, S. L. Co.

Vivian, b. 12 May, 1874, in Mill Creek Ward, S. L. Co.

Genevia, b. 8 Sept., 1876, in Mill Creek Ward, S. L. Co.

Imogene, b. 23 Nov., 1878, in Mill Creek Ward, S. L. Co.

Leonidas, b. 22 Aug., 1880, in Mill Creek Ward, S. L. Co.

Lilian, b. 3 Jan., 1884. in Mill Creek Ward, S. L. Co.

JACOB WAYNE HENDRICKSON m. ABBY BRANDON.

Their chil. Jacob Wayne, b. 7 Aug., 1868, in Brigham City. d. 13 March,

1869, in Brigham City.

Isola Isadore, b. 12 March, 1870, in Brigham City. d.

JACOB WAYNE HENDRICKSON m. SARAH JOSEPHINE RITTER, b. 30 Dec., 1849, in

Salt Lake City.

Their chil. Mary Adaline, b. 23 July, 1878.

SUPPLEMENT TO BIOGRAPHY AND AUTOBIOGRAPHY.

On the 26th of October, 1872, my brother Lorenzo left home on a tour

to Palestine. A short time previous to this, President Brigham Young

suggested to his first counselor, President G. A. Smith, to select a

company for that purpose, and to go to Jerusalem; the object of which

the following epistle briefly explains:

Salt Lake City, Utah Territory,

15th October, 1872.

_President George A. Smith_:

Dear Sir.--As you are about to start on an extensive tour through

Europe and Asia Minor, where you will doubtless be brought in contact

with men of position and influence in society, we desire that you

observe closely what openings now exist, or where they may be effected,

for the introduction of the Gospel into the various countries you shall

visit.

When you get to the land of Palestine, we wish you to dedicate

and consecrate that land to the Lord, that it may be blessed with

fruitfulness, preparatory to the return of the Jews, in fulfilment of

prophecy and the accomplishment of the purposes of our heavenly Father.

We pray that you may be preserved to travel in peace and safety, that

you may be abundantly blessed with words of wisdom and free utterance

in all your conversations pertaining to the holy Gospel, dispelling

prejudice and sowing seeds of righteousness among the people.

(Signed) Brigham Young,

Daniel H. Wells.

When on this interesting tour Lorenzo wrote a series of descriptive

letters which were forwarded from time to time and published in the

_Deseret News_, in Salt Lake City. After our return, we compiled

his letters, with those of other members of the party, and had them

published in a neat volume of nearly four hundred pages, entitled

"Correspondence Of Palestine Tourists."

We think his biography and autobiography would be incomplete were this

mission of my brother entirely ignored; but to avoid breaking the

thread of our preceding narrative by inserting this correspondence

in chronological order, we have decided on the alternative of a

supplement; and, having already enlarged this volume beyond our

original design, we shall omit a portion of his communications.

When on our return from Palestine we reached Vienna in time to witness

the grand opening of the "world's fair" of 1873. Before leaving that

city, my brother was informed, through the press, of his appointment at

the general conference as one of seven counselors to President Brigham

Young, which position he held until the death of the President.

LETTER I.

National Monument.--Its construction.--One hundred and eighty

marble statues.--Lofty spire set with thousands of gems.--Embossed

globe.--Statue of Prince Albert.--Tower of London.--Queen Elizabeth's

Armory.--Torture rooms.--Ann Boleyn.--Earl of Essex.--Lady Jane

Grey.--Executioner's axe.--Instruments of torture.

London, England, November 28TH, 1872.

_Editor Deseret News_:

Through the blessings of a kind Providence, we have safely crossed the

Atlantic, and are now in London. We have visited the Prince Consort

National Monument. It is situated in Kensington Gardens, in the central

part of the metropolis. It is designed to perpetuate the name of Prince

Albert, also to show the high estimation in which he was held by the

British nation, likewise, to represent allegorically, by sculpture and

Mosaic pictures, the arts and sciences which he fostered, and to point

to some of his important undertakings, the great National Exhibition

being the foremost.

For grandeur of design and excellency and beauty of workmanship, I

believe it excels every other structure of a commemorative character

in any part of the world. In approaching it, I was struck with

astonishment by its beauty and magnificence. A vast column, covered

from base to pinnacle with beautiful sculptures, rich carvings,

embossed and Mosaic work of the most elegant description, beautiful

foliage of beaten metal, fine enameling, the whole being set out in

artistical order with twelve thousand gems sparkling like stars in the

firmament.

This monument, including the foundation, rises one hundred and eighty

feet above the surrounding ground, terminating in a large ball,

embossed, supporting a magnificent cross. It commences with a mass

of concrete sixty feet square, seventeen feet thick, overlaid with

two courses of thick stone; upon this is erected a substructure of

massive brick work, upon which the great column is based. The base of

this column, or "podium," as it is termed, is about twelve feet high,

surrounded by one hundred and eighty marble statues about six feet in

height, representing men of all ages, distinguished in the arts and

sciences. This podium, built of massive blocks of granite, forms the

foundation for the "shrine" or tabernacle, a vast canopy about fifty

feet high, richly ornamented, beneath which, upon a lofty pedestal,

will be placed the colossal statue of the prince. This tabernacle is

supported by four clusters of pillars of finely polished granite of

various colors. Several of these pillars are two feet in diameter,

held together, in part, by an ornamental band of bronze, set with

polished "gem-like stones;" and in part are cemented by a dove-tail

groove to the central core, around which they cluster. The tabernacle

is terminated by four gables, ornamented with Mosaic pictures and

decorated with carvings and enamel work and polished gem-like stones,

some of them nearly four inches in diameter. Upon this tabernacle

is reared a lofty spire of cast iron work, ornamented in the most

magnificent style and set with thousands of gems. Out from this

tabernacle, near its angles, arise four small structures built in

imitation, in many respects, of the principal one, being enriched and

highly ornamented from base to pinnacle. This column, or spire, the

same as the tabernacle which forms its base, is surrounded with statues

at successive heights, standing in its ornamented niches, and at their

angles.

Four of these figures, standing in niches above the base of the spire,

are eight and a half feet high, the four at the angles are seven and a

half in height; far above them the spire is flanked by statues, six and

a half feet high, representing angels; and still higher, other figures

six feet in height, with a like representation. These sixteen statues

are all of copper.

This lofty spire is crowned with a magnificent globe, beautifully

embossed, supporting a great cross highly ornamented.

A vast pyramid of granite steps surrounds this monument. The total

length of these steps is equal to two miles and a half, and the number

of steps is eighteen hundred and three. Several of the blocks of

granite in the base of the column and in the pillars weigh fifteen tons

each; the working of each of these stones occupied twelve men sixteen

weeks. The iron girders which bear the spire weigh twenty-three tons,

and the weight resting upon them is two hundred and ten tons. The spire

is made of iron, built up in stages, and bolted together; the girders

are of wrought iron. The gems and inlays are formed of vitreous enamel,

spar, agates and onyxes, more than twelve thousand in number; two

hundred of these are _real_ onyxes, many of them nearly four inches in

diameter.

The general features of the design are thus delineated: The prince is

to be represented by a colossal statue seated upon a lofty pedestal

beneath this magnificent canopy; around and above him are gathered in

series and in groups the most beautiful works of man, illustrating

the arts and sciences which he promoted, and the subjects to which he

devoted his attention. Upon four large pedestals, composed of blocks

of granite, at the outer angle of the steps, the four quarters of the

globe are represented by groups of marble statues. Upon the pedestal

forming the angles of the podium, or base of the tabernacle, are groups

of marble statues, illustrative of agriculture, manufactures, commerce

and engineering. Again, still above, on pedestals of polished granite,

are statues in bronze, representing astronomy, chemistry, geology

and geometry. Above these is another set or order of bronze statues

representing rhetoric, medicine, philosophy and physiology. The four

sides of the podium contain one hundred and eighty marble statues,

representing eminent artists in printing, sculpture, architecture,

music and poetry. From the base to the roof of this tabernacle, the

whole range of arts and sciences is illustrated. The column above

is devoted to illustrating virtue and religion. The four statues in

the niches of the spire point to the Christian virtues--Faith, Hope.

Charity and Humility. The four figures at the angles represent the

moral virtues--Fortitude, Prudence, Justice and Temperance. The four

angels above them are in attitudes signifying resignation of worldly

honors, while those above, surrounding the base of the cross, are in

attitudes as if desiring celestial happiness.

Here I will close my sketch of this curious and wonderful specimen of

intellectual and physical effort, so happily and beautifully displayed

in this magnificent monumental structure.

Yesterday we visited the houses of Parliament, Westminster Abbey,

Westminster Bridge--thence, per underground railway, to Charing Cross

and Trafalgar Square.

If one wishes to indulge in melancholy or the sympathetic, he should

visit the "Tower of London," and devote an hour or two in examining

its mouldering records and crumbling inscriptions, pointing to

heart-rending scenes enacted in past ages within its dark and gloomy

walls. In company with others of our tourists, I visited this place,

although not for the purpose above mentioned.

It is a sombre mass, consisting principally of antique walls, gates,

portcullis, bastions, moat and twelve towers. None of the excellency,

beauty, splendor and grandeur is exhibited in these structures as

is seen in Prince Albert's monument. Simplicity and solidity are

characteristics of its architecture; I was impressed with no other,

with the exception of oppressive gloominess.

About thirteen acres are enclosed by the moat surrounding the Tower,

and a double line of walls and bulwarks encircles inside the moat, with

a street running between, except on the south.

The White Tower, or citadel, the most important edifice, occupies

the central part of these premises. It is one hundred and sixteen

feet by ninety-six, and ninety-two in height, with walls fifteen

feet in thickness. It was built in the latter part of the eleventh

century, nearly eight hundred years ago, and is a specimen of

Norman architecture. It is divided from base to summit into various

compartments by walls seven feet in thickness. The smallest apartment

is now occupied by what is termed Queen Elizabeth's Armory. On one

side of this room, formed in the wall, is a cell eight feet high by

ten, without light except at its entrance--formerly the prison of Sir

Walter Raleigh, Ralstone, Fane and Culpepper. Above this apartment is

St. John's Chapel, another specimen of Norman architecture. A chaplain

was formally engaged to perform service here for about twelve dollars

per annum. The most spacious room on the upper floor, in former ages,

was used by the kings as a council room, where their courts were held.

It is said to have been here that, when the council was assembled,

the Duke of Gloucester demanded Lord Hastings' immediate execution.

This chamber and the banqueting room are used at the present time as

depositories for small arms. Great artistic skill is displayed in the

arrangement of some of these arms and their implements, in form of

floors, aquatic plants appearing in streams of water, luminous stars,

and the sun rising in splendor.

We were conducted to the Horse Armory, which is nearly one hundred and

fifty feet in length by thirty-four in breadth, filled with objects

of curiosity and historical interest. There were equestrian figures,

others on foot, dressed in armor of different periods embracing over

two and a half centuries. It is curious to trace the development of the

idea relating to armor and weapons, as exhibited in the multitude of

those specimens. The conception in its perfect development, in regard

to armor, was strikingly illustrated by a full suit on a life-sized

effigy of Henry VIII, mounted on a horse. The suit of armor was made

of plated metal, artistically arranged in sections overlapping one

another, and turning upon pivots, so as to afford the body, head, neck

and limbs free motion, without exposing any portion. It is ponderous,

weighing, as nearly as I recollect, about one hundred and twenty

pounds. This armor is elaborately worked--inlaid with gold and very

beautiful. We were shown a rough suit he wore at the age of eighteen,

which weighed ninety-two pounds.

The first specimens of armor manifested the idea as rather confused:

leather cut in pieces in the form of fish scales and sewed on cloth or

deer skins. The next stage of development appears in a specimen made

of small rings of steel sewed on to the same material. Again, in the

beginning of the thirteenth century, a higher point of development

was reached--armor was constructed of vast quantities of small rings

intersecting one with another, so as to form a connected garment. After

this, another improvement was introduced--mixed chain and plate being

worn on the arms and legs. And thus invention progressed to its full

development as represented at the period of Henry VIII.

We saw various specimens of weapons invented at different periods,

commencing with the cross-bow, the spear and battle axe, exhibiting

step by step successive improvements represented in the matchlock,

improved matchlock, flintlock, improved flintlock, percussionlock,

improved percussion, double-barreled gun, improved double-barrel,

revolving cylinder, cylinder improved, until we have reached the most

perfect weapon now known.

The twelve towers of this fortress were erected, principally, in the

early part of the thirteenth century; some of them, however, were built

about the close of the eleventh. The strange scenes enacted in past

ages, beneath these frowning battlements, form a dark and bloody page

in English history. Observing the multitude of objects bearing distinct

marks of those terrible events, my mind was almost overpowered with sad

and gloomy reflections. In these dark and loathsome dungeons, kings

and queens, after having been divested of their crowns and robes of

royalty, were forced to make their ignominious abode.

These walls bear traces of having echoed the sighs and groans of

illustrious men while gasping for life beneath the bloody instruments

of horrid torture, also of princes and nobles having been thrust into

these dungeons and ended their lives by means shrouded in mystery!

Tradition speaks of secret passages, of torture rooms and hidden

recesses within and underneath these walls where I stood. Many

eminent personages left inscriptions upon their prison walls, which

yet remain--sad mementoes of themselves and their sufferings. Queen

Ann, having enjoyed a few years of pomp and splendor, basking in the

smiles of Henry VIII, was forced to exchange queenly habiliments for

the prison costume, in which she passed from this loathsome captivity

to the executioner's block. Queen Elizabeth's favorite, the Earl of

Essex, the pride of the English court, was immured within one of these

towers previous to being beheaded upon the scaffold. The beautiful,

amiable and accomplished Lady Jane Grey was incarcerated here. "Jane,"

engraved by Lord Dudley, her unfortunate husband, on the stone walls

of his prison, which I saw, reminded me forcibly of the melancholy

circumstance. Two princes, sons of Edward IV, while suffering captivity

in what is termed "the bloody tower," were secretly murdered, and

afterwards their bodies found mouldering beneath its walls.

We were shown the executioner's axe, the heading block, thumbscrews,

iron collars and other horrid instruments for human torture. We were

conducted to a small enclosure, surrounded with iron palings, where

many illustrious men and women of distinction and royalty had been

privately executed. Lorenzo Snow.

LETTER II.

At Haarlem.--Two thousand people executed.--Wonderful organ.--A Dutch

wedding.--Amsterdam.--A city on piles.--Formidable army of worms.--One

hundred islands and two hundred and eighty bridges.--Palace on

piles.--Diamond cutting.--Charitable institutions.--Antwerp.--Notre

Dame.--Masterpiece of Rubens.--Royal Palace.--Brussels.--St.

Nicholas.--Singular marriage.--Royal Theatre.--National Palace.

Antwerp, Belgium, December 7th, 1872.

_Editor Deseret News_:

We arrived at Haarlem _en route_ to Amsterdam, on Wednesday, the fourth

of December. It is a town of considerable importance, containing thirty

thousand inhabitants--in former periods the residence of the Counts

of Holland. In the latter part of the sixteenth century, during the

Spanish war, the citizens of Haarlem, after suffering seven months'

siege, in which they endured the severest hardships, were forced to

capitulate. Ten thousand people on that occasion perished by famine or

lost their lives in the terrible encounters of those bloody struggles.

The commandant and the Protestant clergy, together with two thousand

townspeople, were barbarously executed, after having surrendered.

Frederick of Toledo, son of the Duke of Alva, commanded the besiegers,

and had given solemn assurances of life and honorable treatment. We saw

traces of a striking character still remaining as sad mementoes of the

atrocious deeds.

St. Bavon, erected about three hundred and seventy years ago, is the

principal church in Haarlem. This is a magnificent structure, four

hundred and twenty-five feet in length; its nave is supported by

twenty-eight massive columns, eighteen feet in circumference. This

church is renowned for its famous organ, which, for a long time, has

been considered the largest and most powerful in the world. It has four

key boards, sixty-four stops, five thousand metal and two thousand

wooden pipes; the largest of these pipes is thirty-two feet long,

and fifteen inches in diameter. It is very beautiful--adorned with

marble statuary, life size, and in attractive attitudes, representing

personages playing on instruments of various descriptions. We employed

the organist and three or four blowers to exhibit its merits.

Imitations of different tones of the pianoforte, the trumpet, whistle,

battle call, sacred music, closing with a tremendous thunder storm, all

were executed with admirable accuracy, fully satisfying us as to its

wonderful capabilities.

We saw a cannon ball, which was nearly buried in the wall, having been

thrown through an opposite window from a Spanish gun during the siege

above mentioned.

While exploring this church for objects of curiosity, we were

interrupted by the approach of a wedding party, which afforded some

diversion, especially to our young tourists, who had never witnessed a

Dutch wedding. The bride and groom were accompanied by a grave clerical

gentleman, to whom we bowed with becoming reverence, and with smiles

of our hearty approval to the happy groom and blushing bride. As we

discovered nothing in the ceremonies surprisingly characteristic, I

omit description.

In front of this church is a bronze statue of Koster, formerly a

citizen of Haarlem, representing him as the inventor of the art of

printing.

Having spent two hours in that interesting town, we took cars for

Amsterdam, where we arrived about half-past 3 p.m. Amsterdam is

the great commercial city of Holland, numbering two hundred and

seventy-five thousand inhabitants, of whom fifty-seven thousand are

Roman Catholics, and twenty-eight thousand Jews. It is built over a

salt marsh, upon piles driven from forty to fifty feet into the ground.

We were informed that one house only, in this city, stands on any other

foundation. These people apparently feel as secure upon these wooden

posts as if founded on solid ground, although at one period this faith

in their safety was fearfully shaken. While busied in making canals

and windmills--smoking their pipes, unsuspicious of danger, the enemy

in vast numbers had succeeded in securing a lodgment beneath the city

and commenced mining and sapping the entire substructure--penetrating

and cutting into the very heart of these underpinnings. These fearful

invaders were _wood worms_! They were honeycombing the wooden piles

with alarming rapidity, threatening to tumble all Amsterdam into the

great salt marsh. The whole city was in consternation. Every Dutchman's

ingenuity and military tactics were called into requisition to devise

measures to rout the enemy. Some of the crusaders were captured while

working the trenches, and submitted to the inspection of zoologists,

in hopes of discovering some vulnerable point susceptible of attack,

but all to no purpose--still they were mining and sapping, boring

and eating, and, by millions, doubling and quadrupling. At last,

however, these belligerents ended their hostilities after the same

fashion as Bonaparte's army in Russia--the Holland winter finished

them, It appears that these insects had been imported by some vessel

from a warm climate--the colder regions of the north compelling them

to succumb and leave the honest Dutchman to smoke his meerschaum in

peace and security. Living specimens of these insects are preserved in

the Cabinet of Zoologists in Amsterdam, where they may be seen by the

tourist.

The expense of these foundations for building frequently exceeds

that of their superstructures. The neglect of proper attention to

this matter is liable to result in disaster. An extensive warehouse,

containing three thousand five hundred tons of grain, was precipitated

into the marsh, in consequence of the inefficiency of the foundation.

The city is about nine miles in circumference--intersected by

numerous canals, dividing it into nearly one hundred islands, which

circumstance, in connection with other resemblances, has given it the

title of the "Venice of the North." Many of these canals are very

broad--flanked with avenues of tall elms, presenting a handsome and

picturesque appearance, comparing favorably with the finest streets

in any city we have visited. Two hundred and eighty bridges form the

crossings of these canals. A reservoir about thirteen miles distant

supplies the inhabitants with drinking water, which is conveyed in

pipes.

We visited the Museum, which contains many valuable paintings, chiefly

the works of the old Dutch school. The finest edifice in Amsterdam

is the "King's Palace," which rests on a foundation of thirteen

thousand six hundred and fifty-nine piles; its length is two hundred

and eighty-two feet--two hundred and thirty-five in width, and one

hundred and sixteen feet high. Its tower is sixty-six feet high,

containing a splendid set of chimes. The interior of the palace is

grand and beautiful--its principal apartments, through which we passed,

are constructed of white marble, and many sumptuously decorated. The

"Council Chamber" is one hundred and twenty feet long by sixty broad

over the entrance, and opposite to it we noticed flags and trophies

wrested from the Spaniards and other enemies. We also visited the

Navy Yard, and were conducted through the different departments of

shipbuilding. Steamers, monitors and ironclads were in course of

erection. We were amused in viewing the operation of their ponderous

and complicated machinery. By a downward stroke chunks over three

inches in diameter were punched out of cold iron plate above an inch

in thickness. Ponderous iron pillars were pared, polished and grooved,

blocks of iron eight inches thick were turned and twisted into every

desirable shape. It seemed impossible that any projectile could be

forced through an eight inch block of iron; we were, however, shown one

of this description which had been perforated by a cannon ball after

having passed through a covering of oak at least one foot in thickness.

The most remarkable trade in this city is that of diamond cutting,

which is done almost exclusively by Jews. The stones are cut or sawed

through by means of wires covered with diamond dust and polished by

being pressed by the workmen against a rapidly revolving iron disk,

moistened with a mixture of oil and diamond dust. The last material has

proved to be indispensable in this work, as no other substance will

make impressions on the diamond.

Amsterdam is celebrated for its numerous charitable institutions.

It has upwards of forty designed for the benefit of the sick, aged

and indigent, lunatics, foundlings and widows, all being supported

by voluntary contributions. Upwards of twenty thousand poor are

sustained at the expense of private individuals. We saw a number of

establishments for the poor, which appeared more like palaces for

the rich than dwellings for the destitute. This city, as well as

many others in Holland, is famous in its liberal arrangements for

educating the poorer classes. The "Society for Public Welfare," founded

in 1784, by a Baptist minister, is an admirable institution, having

for its object the education and moral culture of the lower classes,

and extending its operations throughout the kingdom of Holland.

It comprises fourteen thousand members, who subscribe two dollars

annually. It educates teachers, publishes schoolbooks, establishes

Sunday schools, reading rooms and libraries, publishes works of

literature, bestows rewards, and confers public distinctions on

persons who have made themselves conspicuous by their generosity and

philanthropic conduct.

Paris, France, December 12TH, 1872.

We arrived in the city of Antwerp, Belgium, seventh of December. It

is one of the finest cities in the kingdom, embracing a population of

one hundred and thirty-three thousand. It is the principal seaport of

the country, carrying on an extensive traffic with Great Britain and

Germany. Among other objects of interest, we examined the celebrated

cathedral, Notre Dame, three hundred and ninety feet in length and

two hundred and sixteen feet in width, the most magnificent Gothic

structure in Belgium. It was commenced in the middle of the thirteenth

century, and completed one hundred years after. It is the only church

in Europe that has six aisles. Its skilfully executed and elaborate

carvings, numerous paintings by celebrated artists, Mosaic work of the

finest description, marble statues of exquisite workmanship, gorgeous

gildings, and decorations of the most costly character, altogether form

a scene of great beauty and magnificence. The tower is four hundred

and two feet in height and is ascended by six hundred and twenty-two

steps. It affords a splendid view of the city and surrounding country.

Its chimes are among the most complete in Belgium, consisting of

ninety-nine bells, the smallest of which is but fifteen inches in

diameter, the largest weighs eight tons.

We also visited the Museum, containing a collection of five hundred and

sixty pictures, possessing great merit, the productions of celebrated

masters. One of these by Rubens, which I consider the most perfect,

particularly attracted my attention. It represents Christ crucified

between two thieves; Longinus, the Roman officer, mounted on a grey

horse, is piercing the Savior's side with a lance; the penitent thief,

a grey-haired man, is invoking the Savior for the last time. In the

foreground stands the Virgin Mother, whom Mary, the wife of Cleophas,

in vain endeavors to console. Farther back, St. John leans against the

cross of the impenitent thief, weeping; Mary Magdalene on her knees, at

the foot of the cross, implores Longinus to spare the sacred body of

her Master.

The whole is drawn with almost startling accuracy; indeed, I never saw

a life scene on canvas so strikingly illustrated. The writhing agony of

the impenitent malefactor, whose legs have just been broken by a Roman

soldier, while on the contrary, the composed expression of the other,

though worn by suffering--all depicted with such marvelous exactness,

impressed me for the moment with a feeling that I was witnessing the

reality of this shocking scene.

Antwerp justly boasts of many public edifices of great beauty and

magnificence. The royal palace, erected over one hundred years ago in

fantastic pompadour style, drew our attention, though perhaps failed to

excite our admiration. This city has a splendid theatre, its interior

handsomely decorated with paintings, and busts in marble and bronze of

eminent composers and dramatists, among whom are Shakespeare, Moliere,

Euripides and Mozart. The Zoological Garden contains a fine collection

of animals, which, with its garden and beautiful park, is considered

one of the best in Europe.

We left Antwerp the following afternoon and arrived at Brussels in the

evening. Brussels is the capital of Belgium, the residence of the royal

family, and contains a population of one hundred and seventy thousand,

only six thousand of whom are Protestants. This city has many points

of resemblance to Paris, the capital of France, so much so that it is

frequently called "Paris in miniature." The majority of the citizens

speak the French language; the Flemish is chiefly spoken by the lower

classes.

As usual on entering Catholic cities, we paid our respects to its

celebrated cathedrals, of which St. Nicholas is the most prominent.

It is of Gothic structure, and presents an imposing appearance.

Its interior embraces characteristics similar to other Catholic

churches--images, elaborate carvings, fine marble statuary, sumptuous

gildings, magnificent decorations, together with paintings in almost

endless variety. Some have rather singular representations, such, for

instance, as the "Expulsion from Paradise," done in carved wood, with

great skill and at vast labor and expense. Among the beautiful foliage

are seen all kinds of animals--a bear, dog, cat, eagle, vulture,

peacock, owl, dove, squirrel, and lastly, an ape eating an apple. These

are surmounted by the Virgin with the Child, who crushes the head of

the serpent with the cross.

In one of these churches, an old lady was holding a stock of wax

candles, some of which she insisted on our purchasing, that we might

burn them for the benefit of our dead friends. In another we saw a

gentleman of respectable appearance doing penance in a prostrate

position upon the floor of the church, before the cross and image of

the Savior, kissing the stone pavement with great fervor, and wetting

it with tears. I imagined he might have committed in secret some great

crime; I may have failed to do him justice.

In one of these cathedrals we witnessed a Catholic wedding, which was

quite amusing--the bride and groom were kneeling before the altar, a

priest with sacerdotal robes, with open Bible, wax tapers, and three

silver goblets of wine, was performing the marriage ceremony, reading

a sentence or two, repeatedly kissing the cross and quaffing the

wine, waving his hands and pronouncing Latin, while in the background

a little boy in a white gown, walking to and fro, swinging slowly,

then rapidly, a small censer with smoking incense, accompanied with

an occasional jingle of a bell. In the evening we attended the Royal

Operatic Theatre, the most noted in Brussels, and the finest and

most richly finished and artistically decorated I ever visited. The

parquette was furnished with cushioned chairs, elegantly made, and

sufficient room to pass without annoyance. Its sixtiered gallery, with

elaborate carvings and splendid gildings, presented a grand appearance.

I think the performances could not be surpassed.

We visited the National Palace, where the sessions of the Senate and

Representatives are held, and were conducted through the various

apartments. The Senate Hall is embellished with fifteen portraits of

celebrated Belgians. These two halls had the appearance of comfort and

convenience, rather than display.

The Hotel de Ville, the city hall, the most remarkable edifice in

Brussels, has a graceful tower of three hundred and eighty-six feet in

height; on the summit of its spire is a figure in bronze of Michael,

the Archangel, eighteen feet high. A portion of this hall is occupied

by the city council of Brussels, comprising thirty-one members. We

noticed some magnificent tapestry four hundred years old, and a basin

with the keys of the city made of beaten gold and silver two hundred

years ago. In front of this hall stands a magnificent monument of

Counts Egmont and Horn, who were unjustly executed by the notorious

Duke of Alva, June 5th, 1568. A portion of this colossal structure

contains figures in bronze representing the two counts on their way to

execution. In the Hotel de Ville, we ascended by a winding staircase

to the summit of its lofty tower, where we enjoyed a magnificent view

of Brussels and its environs. Also, from this lofty height may be seen

in the distance the "Lion Monument," a vast mound upon the battlefield

of Waterloo, erected in commemoration of the great victory won by the

allied powers under the Duke of Wellington.

We visited that memorable locality about ten miles distant from

Brussels, spending several hours walking over the fields, still bearing

traces of those bloody struggles, examining many points and localities

of intense interest; but I will defer this subject for the present.

We left Brussels, Wednesday, December 11, and arrived in Paris the same

evening.

Lorenzo Snow.

LETTER III.

Paris.--Visit to Versailles.--Bois de Boulogne.--St. Cloud.--Attend the

National Assembly.--French glory.--Interview with the President of the

French Republic.--Paris _Register_ speaks of the Party.

Paris, France, December 18th, 1872.

_Editor Deseret News_:

We are pleasantly situated at the "Hotel de Petersbourg," in the

beautiful city of Paris, the capital of lovely, sunny France. Too much

cannot be said of the beauty and magnificence of this wonderful city.

I will not attempt, at present, to describe all that we have seen of

its beauty and grandeur. I have just returned from promenading some of

its principal streets, viewing it in its evening splendor, lit up with

thirty-two thousand gas burners.

Yesterday we visited Versailles, some twelve miles from Paris. We

passed through the forest of Boulogne, admiring the delightful

picturesque scenery bordering on the river Seine, passing through a

variegated country until we reached St. Cloud, where we alighted from

our carriages and walked over the ground where the Prussians planted

their artillery to bombard the city of Paris, and where many thousands

were slain during the late bloody contest. Every building, except

the Cathedral, had been demolished; this was preserved by a body

of Prussians, who had been stationed there through the reverential

feeling, perhaps, of the Prussian Emperor.

At Versailles we enjoyed magnificent views, comprising objects of

almost infinite variety. To me, however, our visit to the National

Assembly, then in session, was the most interesting, with the

exception of our interview with Monsieur Thiers, the president of

the French republic, which I will describe presently. The National

Assembly comprises seven hundred and fifty-eight deputies, elected by

their respective districts in 1871, constituting only a provisional

government. How long they may feel disposed to hold office, or the

vacillating minds of the people to sustain them, the future will

reveal. The political prospects of France are shrouded in fearful

mystery--at any moment the most terrible scenes may burst upon the

country. The National Assembly convenes in that portion of the palace

formerly occupied as a theatre, when Versailles was reveling in

regal pride and splendor. We owed the privilege of admission to the

president of the Assembly, through the request of Monsieur Bartholemy

St. Hilaire, private secretary to M. Thiers, to whom we had been

introduced by Major Lorin. We were accorded seats appropriated to

foreign diplomats and embassadors, an honor we appreciated and duly

acknowledged. The grave, sedate, dignified, bald-headed appearance of

this great body of French deputies was rather prepossessing. We spent

about an hour in listening to their eloquent and animated speeches.

I have alluded to Major Lorin--this gentleman distinguished himself

as a French officer in the battles fought against Austria and Italy,

also in many bloody conflicts between the French and Prussians. In the

late war he commanded about three thousand men. On the establishment

of peace, only forty-seven remained; the others were either killed or

disabled. The Major was covered with French glory--scars and bruises.

We had formed an acquaintance with this gentleman, and while visiting

Versailles he proposed to present our cards to President Thiers and

procure us an audience. We accepted the proposition and drove up to the

palace of M. Thiers. In a few minutes the Major returned, accompanied

by the president's private secretary, who politely stated that M.

Thiers would be happy to receive President Smith and party at half-past

9 p. m.

We repaired to the palace at the hour designated. M. Bartholemy St.

Hilaire conducted us to the reception hall and introduced us to

President Thiers. He was attended by a number of distinguished French

gentlemen, principally his cabinet ministers, anxious and curious to

witness the interview between the president of the French republic

and the delegation from the Latter-day Saints in Utah _en route_ to

Palestine. Mr. Thiers' personal appearance impressed us favorably--his

dignified bearing, plain and unassuming manners, with a countenance

glowing with benevolence and patriotism. He possesses the reputation of

being a good English scholar, but I presume the vast crowd of business

of late years has allowed him no time to practise the English language,

therefore the conversation was carried on in French, Major Lorin acting

as interpreter.

After the introduction, President Smith acknowledged our appreciation

of the honor accorded the party, in granting this interview--that we

were from Utah, _en route_ to Palestine, to study the Bible in the land

where its recorded events had chiefly transpired--that we sympathized

with the president of the French republic in the great cause he is

laboring to establish--a republic in France, and had sought this

occasion of expressing our sentiments personally.

Upon this being interpreted, President Thiers replied that he was

gratified with such assurances from Americans, and pleased to meet this

delegation from Utah, and that he was familiar with the history of our

people. We replied that we had been twenty-five years laboring under

every possible disadvantage to colonize that portion of our American

desert, in order to make a destitute people great and prosperous; that

in connection with other objects relating to our tour, we wished to

gather information and statistics of the progress of older nations,

that through their experience we might more successfully benefit and

improve the people we represented.

President Thiers replied that while we remained in France, he should

take pleasure in rendering any assistance we might require in the

promotion of this object.

We acknowledged our appreciation of this courtesy, and thanked him for

favors extended to American citizens since the establishment of the

French republic.

President Thiers replied that he hoped the peaceful relations now

existing between the two governments would never be interrupted.

The interview closed in the following words by President Smith:

"President Thiers, God bless you."

These words inspired M. Thiers with renewed interest; he requested the

Major to give a literal translation of that expression. The honesty,

simplicity and earnestness in which this sentiment was delivered by

President Smith, not only excited pleasurable emotions in M. Thiers,

but also were visible in the features of his ministers who were now

crowding around.

President Thiers cordially shook hands with each one of our party. We

then repaired to our carriages and returned to Paris the same evening.

Shortly after this interview, the circumstance of our reception was

published in several of the French papers. Please accept my regards for

yourself and family. Lorenzo Snow.

From the Paris "American Register."

"On Tuesday last, the Mormon party, now passing through Europe on their

way to Palestine, visited Versailles and were received in the evening

by M. Thiers. The Hon. George A. Smith, leader of the party, gave

the president a curious and interesting account of Mormonism in the

United States, and stated that the sect which he represents is already

composed of about one hundred and twenty thousand members. Mr. Smith

and his party started for Lyons on Thursday, and leave that city to-day

for Marseilles, where, after remaining a couple of days, they will

proceed to Nice.

"Although the Mormon party at present in France disclaim any other

motive than that of pleasure and instruction for their proposed visit

to Palestine, it is asserted by some who profess to be well informed,

that they are going there to explore the ground for the foundation of a

new Jerusalem. We see nothing improbable in this assumption. The people

who created a paradise in Salt Lake may well aim at founding an Eden in

the land of Prophets.

"The long interview which the Mormon Elders had with the French

president, the other day, has, we are informed, seriously disquieted

Madame Thiers. Surely at the president's advanced time of life there is

no fear of his conversion to Mormon doctrines. As Thiers was born April

16, 1797, and, consequently, will be seventy-six years of age in April

next, we sincerely sympathize with Madame in her alarm."

LETTER IV.

From Paris to Lyons.--Burgundy and its wines.--Famous towns.--Lyons

and its silk industries.--Weaving portraits.--Ampitheatre

eighteen hundred years old.--Olive plantations and vineyards.--At

Venice.--Genoa.--Statue of Columbus.--The cathedral of St.

Lorenzo.--Chain that bound John the Baptist.--Turin.--Milan.--Cathedral

of our blessed Lady, the grandest religious edifice in the

world.--Attend high mass.--Arrive in Venice, the City of Waters.

Marseilles, France, December 23, 1872.

_Editor Deseret News_:

Our route from Paris to Lyons lies through a beautiful and interesting

country, abounding in orchards and vineyards, many of the latter being

very extensive. The district of Burgundy, so much celebrated for its

excellent wines, embraces an area of two hundred and twenty-four

thousand two hundred and twenty-three acres, all in vineyards. These

vines are trained upon stakes three feet high, being more thickly set

than is commonly practised elsewhere. Their yield differs according

to the soil and quality of the vine, some yielding as high as one

thousand gallons per acre. Immense quantities of these Burgundy wines

are transported annually to foreign countries. They are highly prized

by amateur consumers, being considered superior to most other wines

in point of flavor and delicious quality. The price of the genuine

Burgundy wines where they are manufactured will average about one

dollar per gallon.

We passed many towns famous in history for memorable battles fought in

their vicinity, or stirring events which have occurred within their

walls. Fontainbleau, about forty miles from Paris, is remarkable for

the great battle fought in February, 1814, in which the allies were

signally beaten by the French under Napoleon. We stopped but a short

time at this place.

We passed many elegant mansions, beautiful country seats, chateaux

and towns--some of the latter very antique, embracing ancient castles

and fortifications crumbling to pieces, or lying in ruins. We also

passed many lovely vales, encircled in the distance by low ranges of

picturesque hills covered with vineyards and olive orchards, the latter

still clothed in rich green foliage. Among these romantic hills, here

and there a beautiful villa appears, with its white chapel surmounted

by a modest, graceful tower.

We reached Lyons on the evening of the 19th, distant from Paris

about three hundred miles. Lyons is the second city in France, with

a population of about three hundred and twenty-five thousand. It is

celebrated for its silk manufactures; in quality and variety they

are considered superior to any others in the world. In the city and

vicinity there are over thirty-one thousand silk looms. Immense

numbers of laborers are employed in the business. We visited some of

these establishments and were amused and interested in witnessing the

skill and ingenuity manifested. Portraits, groups of people, and also

landscapes, were woven in silk with as much accuracy in delineation

of face and figure as when done by the most skilful artist with paint

and brush. We purchased a few specimens of their weaving, including

exquisitely beautiful handkerchiefs, portraits of eminent personages,

George Washington, M. Thiers and other distinguished individuals. We

showed the proprietor of the establishment a photograph of President

Brigham Young, and on his proffering to weave the portrait, President

Smith made arrangement to have a supply in readiness on our return from

Palestine.

We engaged carriages and drove through the principal streets, park

and suburbs of the city. We saw remains of walls, fortifications and

buildings constructed in past ages by the Romans, together with other

objects of curiosity and historic interest. We had a splendid view of

the hills of Savoy and also of Mont Blanc, one hundred miles distant,

clothed in perpetual snows.

We arrived in Marseilles, about two hundred miles distant from Lyons,

in the evening, stopping at the Hotel du Louvre et de le Paix--a

very fine establishment. This city contains three hundred thousand

inhabitants, and is considered the finest seaport in France. Its harbor

is formed by an inlet of the sea, extending into the heart of the

city, covering an extent of seventy acres, and will accommodate one

thousand two hundred vessels. We found numerous objects of interest and

attraction. No finer streets can be found in any city of Europe--they

are broad and many of them bordered with ornamental trees. The park

is extensive and the public gardens and promenades are romantic and

enchanting to lovers of cultivated nature. To fully enjoy the smiling

sun and balmy air of beautiful Marseilles, and also to avail ourselves

of an opportunity for gratifying curiosity and gaining information,

we perambulated the city. The gardens and parks were ornamented with

rich and costly shrubbery, grass plats tastefully encircled with

flowers, gravel walks with beautiful borders, ornamental trees trimmed

into varied forms, flowers exhaling sweet fragrance around grottos,

fountains and cascades.

On one side, at a short distance from the city, lies a vast landscape

commencing with rising hills covered with terraces of equal width,

planted with olive trees and vineyards, rising in regular gradation one

above another, like rows of seats in an amphitheatre, beautiful country

seats here and there dotting the summits of these hills, fronted with

gardens and groves of orange and lemon tree, loaded with golden fruit.

These ranges of hills, continuing one above another, roll away in the

distance into lofty mountains, and still onward until their towering

peaks are mantled in perpetual snow. Before us, stretching far off

beneath the encircling horizon, in calm and sweet repose, slumber the

blue waters of the Mediterranean, whose broad bosom is whitened with

sails from every land and clime.

We shall long remember our stroll through the parks and gardens of

Marseilles, and along the sunny shore of the beautiful Mediterranean.

Venice, Italy, January 4th, 1873.

We left Marseilles by train, December 24th, continuing our route

along the shores of the Mediterranean. Some portion of the country is

rough and broken into hills and low mountains, generally covered with

vineyards and olive orchards. The soil appears light, yet productive.

Much labor has been required to bring this district to its present

flourishing condition. A plan was adopted widely differing from that in

Holland, which is a system of terracing, accomplished by removing the

stones and rocks off the acclivities, and building them up into walls

from three to eight feet in height, laterally, so as to form a level,

varying in width from six feet and upward, according to the steepness

of the hill to be terraced. Soil is gathered upon these levels, in

which the vine, the olive, lemon and orange are planted. Mountains from

base to summit, adorned by these terraces, like rows of seats rising in

systematic order one above another, form a pleasant picture, frequently

lovely and fascinating.

We arrived at Nice in the evening. It is a beautiful city, romantically

located among the hills bordering the sea. It forms a fashionable

resort for people of wealth in quest of pleasure, and invalids in

search of health. The environs afford many attractions in promenades,

extensive views, luxuriant vegetation, gardens and sloping hills

covered with vines, olives, aloes, cypress, palm, together with lemon

and orange trees loaded with golden fruit.

After spending two days pleasantly in Nice we left for Genoa, Italy,

where we arrived on Friday, the 27th of December. We felt to award a

tribute of respect to Genoa, as the birthplace of Christopher Columbus.

One of these squares is ornamented with a fine monumental structure

erected to his memory.

Sunday morning we attended Catholic service in the Cathedral St.

Lorenzo, the most celebrated church in the city. During the worship an

officer in uniform waited upon us through the building, pointing out

and explaining various objects of interest. He conducted us to a small

chapel enclosed by an ornamental paling, and showed us the "indentical"

chain with which John the Baptist was bound while in prison previous

to being beheaded, and also his ashes enclosed in a silver urn. Any

doubts we entertained of the genuineness of these articles we refrained

from expressing. No woman is allowed to enter this chapel of St. John,

except one day in the year, because one of her sex instigated the death

of this saint. My sister, who happened to be the only lady of the party

present, bore this interdiction with her characterestic grace and

fortitude.

Monday, 30th, we left for Turin. Some portions of this route were very

attractive, in fact, I do not recollect ever having seen a landscape

more lovely and enchanting. We arrived in Turin in the afternoon, and

left the following morning for Milan, which we reached in the evening

of the 31st of December.

Milan contains two hundred and seventy thousand inhabitants. It is

situated on the river Alono, in the centre of the great plain of

Lombardy, and is one of the richest and most beautiful cities of Italy;

the streets regular, broad and well paved, the dwellings elegantly

built, and commodious. The city embraces capacious squares, promenades

and gardens, tastefully laid out and ornamented with fountains and

statuary. The Arcade is a splendid structure; we visited it in the

evening when lit up with its immense number of gas burners. An English

company commenced this structure with speculative views, but after

having sunk (so we were informed) nearly one million of dollars,

relinquished the project, after which it became government property.

Milan is celebrated for its cathedral, built in honor of "Our

Blessed Lady." Galeazo Visconti, Duke of Milan, owing to some cause

which we failed to ascertain, made a solemn vow to build a rich and

magnificent temple in honor of the Virgin Mary, and was joined in this

undertaking by men of wealth and rank, with the intention of making

it the most costly and beautiful ecclesiastical edifice in the world.

For this purpose immense sums from time to time were contributed by

distinguished individuals--single donations frequently reaching as high

as from fifty to one hundred thousand dollars. Kings, popes, emperors

and empresses bestowed their princely gifts; one Italian gentleman

contributed thirty-five thousand gold ducats. The founder donated,

together with other liberal gifts, marble at the quarry, sufficient to

build the entire edifice.

This temple has been nearly five hundred years in course of

construction, and will probably require another century for its

completion. In gazing with astonishment upon the forest of pinnacles

and thousands of marble statues, together with millions of rich

ornaments and endless works of carved marble, the great tower, with

its lofty summit crowned with a colossal statue, one would fail to

notice any deficiency or lack in its completion; yet millions are still

required to carry out, in full, the magnificent design of the great

artist who planned this astonishing specimen of Gothic architecture.

Up to the present about one hundred and ten millions of dollars have

been expended, independent of the marble donated at the quarry. The

walls are eight feet in thickness, built of fine white marble from

Mount Gandoglia. The floors are paved with marble--the roof is formed

with marble blocks united by cement. The length of the cathedral is

four hundred and ninety feet, its breadth two hundred and ninety-eight,

and its height to the summit of the tower is four hundred feet. It is

built in the form of a Latin cross, divided into five naves, supported

by fifty-two pillars, each about seventy-two feet high, and twenty-four

feet in circumference. The interior of the building is decorated with

fret-work, carving, statuary and numerous paintings, the production of

the most skilful artists of Europe. The exterior is covered with marble

statuary, representing some of the most remarkable events in biblical

history--Moses rescued from the Nile by Pharaoh's daughter, Joseph's

temptation in the house of Potiphar, the angel driving out Adam and

Eve from Eden, Daniel in the den of lions, God appearing to Moses in a

burning bush, David holding the head of Goliath, Sampson suffocating

the lions, and carrying on his shoulders the gates of Gaza. Fifty-two

representations of this character adorn the front of this temple.

Writers differ in their statements of the number of the statues which

ornament this building. In a work published by a Mr. Prioli at Milan,

the present number is estimated at seven thousand, and additions are

constantly being made. The most celebrated artists in Europe have been

employed, and are still engaged in embellishing this edifice.

We ascended by a flight of five hundred and twelve steps to the

platform of the great cupola, where we enjoyed a magnificent view of

the city, and the immense plains of Lombardy, chequered with towns

and villages, stretching far away till lost beneath the surrounding

girdle of snow-capped mountains. From this lovely picture of nature,

we turn to gaze on the countless objects of beauty and splendor, the

productions of the highest efforts of human genius, which constitute

the exterior decorations of this extraordinary temple. Before us stood

a forest of towers--one hundred and thirty-six in number, each adorned

with twenty-five marble figures, life size, and thousands of ornamental

objects in white marble, imparting to the scene richness, beauty and

grandeur. We descended to the interior of the building, where, among

the numerous objects which attracted our attention, was a marble

statue, life size, representing St. Bartholomew flayed alive carrying

his skin upon his shoulders. The artist was eight years engaged in this

work, which is much admired as a specimen of the extraordinary skill

and anatomical knowledge of the sculptor. In his right hand the saint

holds a figure representing the knife with which his skin was taken

off. The veins, arteries and muscles, together with the whole surface

of the body and limbs in a flayed condition, are delineated by the hand

of the sculptor with marvelous exactness.

We attended high mass in this church New Year's morning, the Archbishop

of Milan presiding. But I must hasten to a close.

On the morning of the 3d of January we left Milan and arrived here, in

Venice, the city of waters, the following evening.

Lorenzo Snow.

LETTER V.

Rome and its population.--The seven hills.--Excavations by

the Government.--The Forum.--Antony and Julius Caesar.--Where

Virginius stabbed his daughter.--Famous obelisks.--Temple of

Venus.--The Tarpeian Rock.--St. Peter's.--Call on the American

minister.--The Vatican.--Michael Angelo.--Paul III.--Appian

Way.--Seneca.--Baths.--Footprints of the Savior.--Naples.--Mount

Vesuvius.

Rome, Italy, January 21st, 1873.

_Editor Deseret News_:

We arrived here on the fifteenth inst. This city is built on both

sides of the Tiber, about fifteen miles from where it empties into the

Mediterranean. In 1867 it contained two hundred and fifteen thousand

inhabitants, of whom six thousand were clergymen, five thousand nuns,

four thousand five hundred Jews, four hundred and fifty Protestants,

seven thousand three hundred soldiers, and, in the winter season, about

twenty-five thousand visitors. In the day of its greatest prosperity,

Rome exceeded two millions; in the middle of the fourteenth century,

it had been reduced by disease, poverty and war to less than twenty

thousand people. What is now understood as modern Rome is surrounded

by a wall twelve miles in length, about fifty feet high, and built of

brick.

The famous "seven hills," on which Rome was principally erected, are

now measurably uninhabited. A few churches, monasteries, nunneries, old

farm-houses, gardens and vineyards occupy these hills which formerly

astonished the world with marble edifices, palaces and magnificent

temples; much of this glory and grandeur now lie from ten to twenty

feet beneath the surface of the ground. Napoleon III purchased

extensive grounds on which a portion of ancient Rome was built, and

expended large sums in excavations to aid him in his "History of the

Caesars." He made many important discoveries, several of which we saw

while exploring the ruins--portions of streets, temples, beautiful

edifices, numerous statues, marble and granite columns, which were

found buried twenty feet underground. The Italian government is now

prosecuting the work commenced by Napoleon, constantly bringing to

light Roman history and its antiquities. We saw sufficient of the

remains of the ancient Roman forum, the place of popular assemblies,

where the orators addressed the people, to satisfy us of its former

grandeur and magnificence. We stood where Antony, in his artful speech

over the murdered body of Julius Caesar, aroused the indignation of

the populace against the conspirators; and where Virginius procured

his knife and killed his daughter to preserve her from slavery. We

also walked over the ground where the Sabine women rushed frantically

between their husbands and fathers to prevent the impending battle.

In the Piazza di St. Pietro, we saw a famous obelisk, which was

brought to Rome by the Emperor Caligula and placed in the Vatican

Circus. It was removed in 1585 and erected on its present site under

the superintendency of Dominica Fontana. This huge monument weighs

nearly one million of pounds. It is said that Fontana, in constructing

his machines, had neglected to make allowance for the tension of the

ropes, produced by the immense weight, and that at the critical moment,

though the spectators had been prohibited, under penalty of death,

from speaking or shouting, one of the eight hundred workmen cried out,

"_Aqua alle funi!" i. e_., "Water on the ropes," thus solving the

difficulty. His descendants were granted important privileges for this

hazardous interference. Another obelisk we noticed, called the "Obelisk

of the Lateran," of red granite, covered with hieroglyphics, which was

brought from Alexandria to the mouth of the Tiber in a vessel of three

hundred oars. It is supposed to have been standing in Egypt anterior

to the exodus of the Israelites, and probably is four thousand years

old. It is one hundred and forty-one feet high, and weighs nearly four

hundred and fifty-five tons.

Some portions of the celebrated Temple of Venus and Rome still remain.

It was built by the Emperor Hadrian, after his own design. When it was

finished, he asked Appolodoros what he thought of it. The architect

replied that it was very good for an emperor, whereupon Hadrian ordered

him to be beheaded.

We went to the "Tarpeian Rock," the precipice from which criminals were

thrown down; there is considerable rubbish beneath, but it is still

sufficiently lofty to insure unpleasant results of a fall from its

summit.

There are very few monuments that exhibit more effectually the splendor

of ancient Rome than the remains of the celebrated Colosseum. It was

commenced by Vespasian and completed by Titus, after his conquest of

the Jews. It is said that sixty thousand Jews were engaged ten years

in this gigantic antique structure. After it had fallen into decay,

it was used as a quarry from which were built churches and palaces

until, by its consecration as holy ground, on account of the number of

martyrs supposed to have suffered within its walls, this vandalism was

discontinued. It seated eighty-seven thousand people, with standing

room for twenty thousand. Its inauguration, Anno Domini 81, continued

one hundred days, during which five thousand wild beasts and ten

thousand captives were slain. Its circumference is one thousand six

hundred and forty-one feet, the height of the outer wall one hundred

and fifty-seven, the length of the arena two hundred and seventy-eight,

and its width one hundred and seventy-seven feet, the whole superficial

area, six acres. In the museum of the Capitol, we saw a striking

representation of the character of the former scenes enacted in the

arena of this amphitheatre. A marble statue of a dying gladiator--a

wonderful specimen of the perfection to which the art of sculpture had

attained. The figure is in a reclining posture, a deep cut in the side,

the blood trickling down, a broken sword lying beside it, the muscles

gradually relaxing and strength failing, the lineaments of the face

expressing intense anguish, yet determined resolution to conceal pain,

as the poet says:

"I see before me the gladiator lie;

He leans upon his hand--his manly brow

Consents to death, but conquers agony

And his drooped head sinks gradually low,

And through his side, the last drops, ebbing slow,

From the red gash fall heavy one by one,

Like the first of a thunder shower; and now

The arena swims around him; he is gone

Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed

The wretch who won."

We visited several celebrated Roman cathedrals, St. Peter's first and

foremost. The area of this church is two hundred and twelve thousand

three hundred and twenty-one square feet, its exterior six hundred and

fifty-one feet in length, its height from the pavement to the cross

on the summit is four hundred and forty-eight feet. It contains two

hundred and ninety windows, three hundred and ninety statues, forty-six

altars and seven hundred and forty-eight columns. The dome rises three

hundred and eighteen feet above the roof, and has a circumference of

six hundred and fifty-two feet. In the seventeenth century the dome

showed signs of giving way, and was strengthened by means of huge iron

hoops.

We ascend to the lantern by an easy stairway, where we have a

magnificent view of the surrounding country, extending to the blue

waters of the Mediterranean. The ball on the summit affords room for

sixteen persons, though from the ground it appears little larger than a

man's hat.

Previous to the Papal states being incorporated into the Italian

kingdom, it was customary, on certain days in the year, to present

from this church a grand spectacle--a vast illumination of the dome,

facade and colonnades by four thousand four hundred lamps. It is

thought that this great display will never be repeated. The Pope has

remained singularly quiet, refusing to officiate at public festivals

since Victor took possession of Rome. Some attribute this inaction to a

design to awaken sympathy and create a stirring interest in his favor

with Catholic communities throughout the world. We were informed to-day

that the Pope had just received a delegation of distinguished gentlemen

from England, representing a large body of men, who had solemnly

engaged to render whatever assistance he might require.

We called at the American minister's to-day; not finding him at

home, we left our cards with his secretary. We shall probably have

an interview with him before leaving Rome. Our tour under Mr. Cook's

management thus far has proved perfectly satisfactory. Our railroad

transits have invariably been first-class, and our hotels generally. We

remain here three days, then go to Naples.

Naples, Italy, January 28th, 1873.

We were much interested in the Vatican Palace, the residence of the

Pope. It embraces an immense area--one thousand one hundred and

fifty-one feet in length, seven hundred and sixty-seven in breadth,

eight grand staircases, two hundred smaller ones, twenty courts and

four thousand four hundred and twenty-two apartments. It contains a

vast collection of the most celebrated marble statuary and paintings in

the world.

The ingenuity and wealth of the Roman pontiffs during many centuries

have been employed to make this palace suitable for the accommodation

of the representatives of St. Peter in regard to splendor and

magnificence.

The distinguished artist, Michael Angelo, was engaged a number of

years in decorating some of these apartments with his best paintings.

One of these we noticed in particular was a large picture in fresco,

covering one end of a lofty room, fifty feet wide; it is called "The

Last Judgment." Michael Angelo labored nearly eight years upon this

work. Pope Paul III manifested much interest in this painting, and,

to encourage the artist, went to his studio, accompanied by ten of

his cardinals, which was considered an extraordinary condescension

on the part of "His Holiness." He wished the picture painted in oil,

but the artist would not consent, declaring that "oil painting was an

occupation fit only for women and idlers and such as had plenty of

time to throw away." In the upper part of the picture is the Savior

seated in the act of pronouncing judgment, On one side are a multitude

of saints and patriarchs, on the other the martyrs with the symbols of

their sufferings--St. Catherine with the wheel on which she was broken,

St. Sebastian with the arrows by which he was killed, St. Bartholomew

carrying his skin, etc. Below is a group of angels sounding the last

trumpet and carrying the books of judgment. On the left is represented

the condition of the damned--the demons are seen coming out of the pit

to seize them as they struggle to escape, their features expressing the

utmost despair, at the same time exhibiting passions of rage, anguish

and defiance. On the opposite side the saints are rising slowly from

their graves, aided by angels to ascend into the regions of the blest.

Paul III was displeased with the nudity of the figures and intended

to destroy the whole. On hearing this objection of the Pope, Michael

Angelo said, "Tell the Pope that this is but a small affair, and easy

to be remedied: let him reform the world, and pictures will reform

themselves." The Pope engaged Volterra to cover the most conspicuous

figures with drapery, which caused the Italians to nickname him

Braghettone, that is, the breeches maker. Michael Angelo was obliged

to submit to the Pope's will, but revenged himself in the following

style upon Biagio, master of ceremonies, who suggested the indelicacy

of the figures. He represented him in one of the angles of the picture

standing in hell as Midas, with ass's ears, his body encircled by a

serpent. Biagio requested the Pope to compel the artist to expunge this

figure, but he declared he could only release from purgatory.

We made an excursion of several miles in the country, traveling on the

celebrated Appian Way, a road built in ancient times by the Romans.

They were accustomed to bury their dead beyond the city along the sides

of this thoroughfare, for which purpose thousands of monuments were

built, thickly studding both sides of the way--a distance of about

thirteen miles--many of them massive and lofty, built of brick, stone

and concrete, with an external covering of polished marble, ornamented

with beautiful statuary, and otherwise magnificently decorated. Among

the monumental ruins is one said to contain the remains of Seneca,

the great moralist, one of my favorite authors, who unjustly suffered

death by the order of Nero. His statue in marble, like a protecting

angel, still remains over the crumbling ruins of his monument, and even

should this statue also disappear, the elevating moral sentiments he

inculcated cannot perish, but will ever perpetuate his memory.

We saw a spacious enclosure, where the Romans practised burning the

bodies of the dead, in order to place their ashes in urns or vases,

to be deposited in tombs. We were shown the remains of the bathing

establishment of Caracalla, constructed somewhat on the principle of

the Turkish bath. It embraced an area of about forty acres, most of

which had been covered with arched mason work, now fallen down. A large

portion of the wall still remains; some fifteen feet depth of earth has

been excavated to show its original plan and grandeur.

We were conducted into a small chapel, held in high esteem by the

Catholics through a tradition that Peter, when imprisoned in Rome,

escaped in the night, and upon reaching this point the Savior met him

and told him he was going to Rome to be crucified the second time,

whereupon Peter, taking the hint, returned to the city and suffered

crucifixion. On the floor of this church is a marble slab with a

fac-simile of the footmark of the Savior, which is pretended to have

been made upon the pavement on which he stood.

Rome possesses many obelisks and monumental columns; one, erected by

Bernini, formed of red granite covered with hieroglyphics, stands in

the Piazza Navona, in the midst of a fountain, on rock work forty feet

high; the height of the obelisk is fifty-one feet. I was amused with an

anecdote connected with this monument, related by our guide. Bernini

had bitter enemies, who insisted that the foundation was inadequate to

the support of the column. With the greatest difficulty, overcoming the

immense influence against him, he succeeded in erecting the obelisk.

One day his enemies raised a tremendous excitement by reporting that

the foundation was giving way. The square was soon filled with an

enthusiastic populace, every moment expecting the superstructure to go

down. Bernini, on hearing this state of things, proceeded to the square

in his carriage; arriving in front of his work, disregarding the hisses

and groans of the people, he ordered ladders, connected them together,

and ascending to the top of the obelisk, drew from his pocket a ball of

twine, unwound until he had four strings, each of sufficient length to

reach across the square, and fastened one end of each to the top of the

column. He then descended--gathered the opposite ends, walked around

the square, fastening each end at opposite points to the buildings,

by means of small nails driven into the plaster of the walls. He then

coolly stepped into his carriage and drove home. Before he left the

square, however, the people, comprehending the joke, honored him with

thundering applause, to the great discomfiture of his enemies.

The Forum of Trajan has been partially uncovered, revealing statues,

broken columns and many other relics in great numbers. One obelisk, one

hundred and twenty-four feet high, still stands in this forum, formerly

surmounted by a colossal statue of the Emperor Trajan, now by that of

St. Peter. It is covered with upwards of two thousand five hundred

human figures, averaging two feet in length. In this forum it is said

that Constantine, in the presence of the dignitaries of the empire, and

a vast assemblage of the people, renounced Paganism and declared for

Christianity; that upon this announcement the Christians present raised

a loud and prolonged shout of five minutes' continuation. Some Pagan

officers, who were present, looked glum and sullen. The Christians,

noticing this, and firing up under the excitement, motioned that every

Pagan should be compelled to follow the example of their illustrious

emperor.

There has been a slight eruption of Vesuvius in the last twenty-four

hours; flames and red-hot stones were projected to a great height all

day yesterday, and windows at Castellamare were shaken out by the

earth's vibratory motion. There is an unusual volume of smoke issuing

from the mouth of the crater, and the instruments at the observatory

indicate the presence of strong electrical currents.

Lorenzo Snow.

LETTER VI.

Naples.--Beggars.--Pompeii.--Earthquakes.--Herculanaeum.--Museum.--"Secret

Cabinet."--Ascent of Vesuvius.--Pliny the Elder.--From Naples to

Brindisi.--Hardworking women.--Corfu.--Religious service in a

Greek cathedral.--Take steamer for Alexandria.--Egypt.--Turkish

mosques.--Copts.--Mohammedan schools.--Male and Female attire.--Dervish

worship.--Suez.--Red Sea.

Alexandria, Egypt, February 6th, 1873.

_Editor Deseret News_:

The city of Naples contains a population of over half a million. It

is beautifully situated on the slope of a range of hills bordering

the Mediterranean. Including its suburbs, it is nearly eighteen miles

in circumference. The streets, like those of most other cities of

Europe, are generally narrow, though some are wide, handsomely paved,

and bordered with elegant buildings, five, six and seven stories high.

We noticed in many parts of the city that the lower stories are built

without windows; air and light being admitted through the door in

front, which is generally large, always standing open, except at night,

when the occupants retire to rest. These apartments were swarming

with laboring people, many of whom appeared in great poverty. We have

visited no city where so much begging is practised as in Naples. In

many places beggars thronged us by multitudes.

We visited Pompeii, distant a few miles from Naples, and spent several

hours in walking through the streets and examining its interesting and

mournful ruins. In the year A. D. 63, the city was partially destroyed

by an earthquake. The inhabitants abandoned the town, but returned

directly afterwards, and it had regained nearly all its splendor,

when, at midday, on November 23d, A. D. 79, the eruption destined to

destroy it commenced. The wooden roofs of the houses were either set

on fire or broken in by the weight of the matter deposited on them. It

is thought that, inasmuch as but few skeletons have been found, nearly

all of the inhabitants were enabled to escape. They returned soon

afterwards to dig the soil in which the town was buried, and carried

away the valuables left in their houses, and some precious objects

from the public edifices. The villa of Diomede is one of the largest

establishments. The remains of seventeen persons were found there

during the excavations. Some of them were shown us at Pompeii, others

we saw in the National Museum in Naples. Close by the garden gate of

this villa were discovered the skeletons of the proprietor and his

attendant--one holding in his hand the keys of the villa; the other, a

purse which contained one hundred gold and silver coins.

Quite a large portion of the city is now excavated, exhibiting streets,

private buildings, temples, theatres, fountains, wine cellars, public

squares, etc., in a wonderful state of preservation. The whole

resembles a large, magnificent town, the inhabitants of which had

suddenly fled, or gone out on a general excursion.

In returning to Naples we stopped a short time in Herculanaeum, which

contains some objects of interest. The ancient theatre has been

excavated, which appears to have consisted of nineteen tiers of seats,

sufficient to accommodate ten thousand persons; its orchestra is

twenty-six feet below the surface of the present town, Resina.

The next day we spent a few hours very agreeably in the celebrated

Museum of Naples, which contains a vast number of apartments richly

stored with relics of ancient art and science, and constitutes a

general depot of the two ancient cities, Pompeii and Herculanaeum, and

other localities of Naples and Sicily. The "Secret Cabinet," which was

formerly closed to all visitors, is now open to gentlemen, but is still

closed to ladies and the Catholic clergy. Its contents exhibit, in a

striking manner, the dissipated public taste and the licentious and

beastly practices of the inhabitants of those doomed cities, Pompeii

and Herculanaeum, showing that they well merited the terrible judgment

meted out to them so suddenly.

We concluded to pay our respects to Mount Vesuvius. It is nearly four

thousand feet above the level of the sea. In the eruption of A. D.

79, the elder Pliny lost his life. In 1631 several currents of lava

burst forth at once and overwhelmed a number of cities at the foot

of the mountain. Resina, partly built upon the site of Herculanaeum,

was consumed by the burning torrent, and it is said that four

thousand persons perished in the catastrophe. Thirty four eruptions

have taken place since 1750, extending to April, 1872. In this last,

thirty persons perished upon the mountain, simply through venturing

incautiously. We left our hotel in a carriage at 9 a. m., and reached

the "Hermitage" at 11:30, situated upon the slope of the mountain,

about one mile below the foot of the cone. The road to this point has

been built at great expense, is very good, but extremely serpentine,

passing over fields and hills of lava, which have been thrown out

from the crater at different periods. We could proceed no further by

carriage. President Smith, according to previous arrangement, was

carried in an armchair, upon the shoulders of four Italians, to the

foot of the cone, while others rode on ponies to the same point, over

a tortuous path, in places very narrow and rocky. Here we left our

ponies. President Smith, borne upon the shoulders of his stalwart

bearers, took the lead, while we followed, assisted by our strong

walkingsticks. The ascent was difficult and fatiguing, in places

very steep, with ashes and sand nearly one foot and a half deep. We

enjoyed a magnificent view of the surrounding country, the long range

of the Apennines in the distance, covered with its snowy mantle, the

ruins of Pompeii, the beautiful city of Naples and its great bay,

dotted with many ships and steamers. We were one hour and a quarter in

making the summit after leaving the foot of the cone. The crater was

partially clear of smoke, affording a fine opportunity for examining

the wonderful abyss. We tumbled a few rocks over the rim, which were

more than thirty seconds reaching the bottom. Some of the party tried

their strength of nerve by standing upon a craggy point, which appeared

to hang over the burning chasm, and thrusting sticks into the smoking

apertures, which inflamed in a moment. One of the party also sought to

acquire fame in boiling and eating an egg in the midst of the burning

heat and sulphurous smoke. It was judged that the mouth of the crater

would equal in dimensions a ten acre block. The mountain all around

appeared only a thin shell in a heated state, and for a long distance

below the summit, here and there, volumes of smoke are issuing. We

descended the mountain at nearly a running pace, which occupied only

about fifteen minutes, arrived at our hotel at nearly 6 o'clock p. m.,

and indulged in a remarkably late breakfast the next morning.

We left Naples by train on the thirtieth, for Brindisi. A great portion

of the country through which we passed is cultivated by the spade; and

we saw here, and also in many other parts of Italy, the women engaged

in this laborious employment; in one instance we noticed a company of

women repairing a break in the railroad by carrying gravel upon their

heads in baskets.

At Brindisi we took steamer for Corfu. We had a pleasant passage--the

sea smooth, the weather fine, like spring, and the air pure and

bracing. We passed close to the coast of Albania, and had a fine view

of Turkish towns and villas, which appeared here and there on the

slopes of the mountains.

The city of Corfu contains about twenty-four thousand people, the

island some fifteen villages, with seventy thousand inhabitants, and

forms a portion of the Grecian government. The olive and grape are

cultivated upon the island very extensively.

Sunday morning we attended Greek service in a magnificent cathedral.

The psalms, prayers and portions of Scripture were read in modern

Greek, and in a very amusing operatic style.

In the afternoon, the capacious square in front of our hotel was

enlivened with thousands of promenaders gaily and richly dressed. The

fashionable Grecian ladies, however, made no display of the "Grecian

Bend." A company of politicians passed us--directly a row ensued, and

one was stabbed to the heart a few steps from where we stood.

We took steamer for Alexandria and arrived here early this morning. We

had fine weather, a smooth sea the whole distance, and no sickness,

a very remarkable circumstance. We remain here four days, and then

proceed by rail to Cairo, one hundred and thirty miles distant.

Port Said, Egypt, February 22d, 1873.

We have now completed our tour in Egypt, which in many respects has

proved the most agreeable and interesting of any country we have

visited in regard to its physical appearance, and the character,

religion, customs and manners of its inhabitants. It occupies the

northeastern part of Africa, and embraces nearly six millions of

people--Egyptians, Turks, Arabs, Greeks, Armenians, Jews, Syrians

and Mamelukes. The great majority are husbandmen, and their social

condition of a low grade, generally ignorant and uneducated and fond

of frivolous amusements. The climate being warm, and their style of

living cheap and simple, their habitations consisting chiefly of low

mud huts, very little labor or expense is required for the maintenance

of families. I noticed, in passing through many of their mud villages,

that they appeared to be swarming with children. We were told, and

from personal observation believed it to be true, that in Egypt the

practice of raising offspring is the general rule and is fashionable

and popular, and that the estimation in which the wife is held by her

husband, and even by her acquaintances, depends in a great measure

upon her fruitfulness and the preservation of her children. By men and

women, whether rich or poor, barrenness is considered a curse and a

reproach, and it is regarded, also, as disgraceful in a man to divorce,

without some substantial reason, a wife who has borne him a child,

especially while her child is living. If a woman desires a husband's

love, or the respect of others, her giving birth to a child is a source

of great joy to her and him, making her own interest a sufficient

motive for maternal tenderness. Children here appear to have great

respect for their parents. We are informed that an undutiful child

is scarcely known among the Egyptians or Arabs, and whenever such an

instance does occur, being considered one of the greatest crimes, its

punishment is very severe. It is said that cases are very rare in Egypt

of wives being unfaithful to their husbands.

In visiting the Turkish mosques, we observed that there were no

pictures, images, statues or altars, which universally decorate the

cathedrals in Catholic countries. Friday is their day for worship. The

public service commences about noon by reading portions of the Koran,

and delivering sermon or addresses by the "Imens." They hold Moses in

profound reverence, and also Jesus Christ, but Mahomet as God's last

and greatest prophet. Their creed is, "There is no Deity but God, and

Mahomet is God's apostle." Adam, Noah, Abraham, Moses and Jesus Christ

were all God's servants in their various ages, but the greatest and

best is Mahomet.

The Copts are avowed Christians, the descendants of the ancient

Egyptians, and are very numerous. They have regular convents,

nunneries, monasteries and about two hundred churches. The other

religions are the Greek Church and the Latin or Roman Catholic.

But little attention is paid to education. Parents generally content

themselves with instilling into the minds of their children a few

principles of religion. The child, as early as possible, is taught to

say, "I testify that there is no Deity but God, and I testify that

Mahomet is God's apostle." The boys are placed under a schoolmaster

to be instructed in a few simple rudiments of education. The common

manner of instruction is to sit upon the ground or floor, pupils and

schoolmaster, each boy with his tablet in hand or a portion of the

Koran or a kind of desk of palm sticks. All the boys recite or chant

this lesson aloud, at the same time rocking their heads and bodies

incessantly backward and forward, this practice being thought to assist

the memory.

While in this country I have not witnessed a single case of

intoxication, though I have been in many places of large gatherings

for general amusement. On every occasion the people were remarkably

orderly--no boisterous speeches, loud talking or laughter. In these

large crowds, and at hotels where only Egyptian servants and Arabs were

employed, I considered my little effects more secure than at American

or European establishments.

The dress of the men of the middle and higher classes consists

generally of the following articles: First, a pair of drawers of linen

or cotton, tied around the body by a draw-string or band, the ends of

which are embroidered with fancy colored silk. The drawers descend

a little below the knees or to the ankles. Next is worn a shirt,

with full sleeves reaching to the wrists, which is made of linen or

cotton, muslin or silk; over this is worn a garment of silk or cotton

descending to the ankles, having long sleeves. The costume of men of

the lower classes is very simple. These, if not of the very poorest

class, wear drawers, or shirt or gown with wide sleeves, and a woolen

girdle or broad red belt. Their turban is generally composed of a

white, red or yellow woolen shawl, but we saw many different forms of

turbans; the common style among the servants consists of several spiral

twists, one above another, like the threads of a screw. Those worn by

the upper class are of a better style. The dress of the Egyptian ladies

is much after the fashion of that of men, but more elegant.

The Mohammedans, like the Christians, are divided into various

religious societies, each having its peculiar tenets and practices. The

Dervishes constitute an important sect--are very numerous, and in many

parts of Egypt are highly respected. Their customs and modes of worship

are singular and curious. Sometimes they enter a solitary cell, remain

forty days and nights, fasting from daybreak till sunset, employing

their time in imploring forgiveness, praising God, etc. Their religious

exercises consist chiefly in the performance of what is called

"zikers." Sometimes standing in the form of a circular or an oblong

ring, or in two rows facing each other, sometimes sitting, they exclaim

or chant "Lailah, Ella-llah!" (there is no Deity but God;) "Allah!

Allah! Allah!" (God! God! God!) or repeat other invocations until their

strength is nearly exhausted, accompanying their ejaculations or chants

with a motion of the head, or of the whole body.

I felt a great curiosity to witness their manner of

worship--fortunately an opportunity presented. We took carriages,

accompanied by a Dervish guide of some distinction, and proceeded to

one of their mosques in Cairo. We were requested to take off our boots

before entering the building--their places of worship being considered

sacred and holy. About fifty Dervishes were standing in the form of

a semi-circle--their head priest in the centre. They were bowing

their heads and bodies nearly to the floor, simultaneously and very

rapidly, keeping time to miserably wretched music, their long, flowing

hair and wild, fanatical expressions, together with their horrible

ejaculations and howls, made them appear more like lunatics or demons

than rational beings. They continued their exercises about fifteen

minutes, until, becoming exhausted, they rested a few moments, then

commenced repeating the ceremonies. One of them, either through a high

state of religious enthusiasm or vehemence of exertion, with a terrible

groan, fell prostrate, foaming at the mouth, his eyes closed, his limbs

convulsed and his fingers clenched. The Dervishes were pleased with

this occurrence, considering it a divine manifestation, which increased

their enthusiasm. At length the presiding Dervish raised the fallen

man and placed him in the circle in charge of two of his companions.

Another occurrence of similar character happened previously to our

leaving the mosque. While these exercises were going on, two Dervishes

stepped inside the circle and commenced whirling around, using both

feet to produce the motion, extending their arms and spinning around

like tops, with great velocity. I expected every moment to see them

precipitated headlong upon the floor, but having continued nearly ten

minutes, they joined the circle, apparently but little exhausted.

We were pleased with our visit in Alexandria, and with our Hotel de

l'Europe, which nearly equals the first-class hotels in America.

Pompey's Pillar, Cleopatra's Needle, the Catacombs, Museum of

Antiquities, etc., received a due share of our attention. But little

improvement is at present being made in Alexandria, compared with that

of Cairo--it seems merely of importance as a maritime city.

In traveling in Egypt along the delta of the Nile, wherever its waters

can reach by overflow or irrigation, the soil is remarkably rich,

fertile and productive. Heavy growths of wheat, barley, clover, cane,

cotton, with now and then a field of flax, also fields of beans,

orange, lemon and fine vegetable gardens, with peach trees now in full

bloom.

In passing from Cairo to Ismalia, we saw one steam plow in operation

but generally the ground is cultivated by rudely constructed plows

drawn by oxen or an ox and camel yoked together, sometimes by two

camels.

We have visited Suez and looked upon the beautiful waters of the famous

Red Sea, and enjoyed a delightful sail over a portion of the great Suez

Canal.

This afternoon we leave by steamer for Jaffa, where we arrange for our

Palestine tour, which will occupy about four weeks, and be performed on

horseback.

Lorenzo Snow.

LETTER VII.

Jaffa.--Traveling arrangement.--Place where the Ark was

built.--House of Simon the Tanner.--Mohammedan funeral

ceremony.--Plains of Sharon.--A night in the desert.--Battlefield

of David and Goliath.--Rose of Sharon.--Mount Zion.--Mount of

Olives.--Jerusalem.--Rachel's Tomb.--Solomon's Pools.--Church of

the Nativity.--Studio of St. Jerome.--Shepherds' field.--Jordan

River.--Dead Sea.

Jerusalem, February 26th, 1873.

_Editor Deseret News_:

Saturday evening, the 22d inst., we steamed out from Port Said, and

the following morning anchored within a half mile of Jaffa, the first

seaport of Palestine. In boisterous weather and rough seas, landing

is difficult and dangerous--frequently impossible, occasioning much

annoyance and great expense to tourists. As we arose at early dawn,

our anxiety was relieved by finding we were favored with a smooth

sea and fine weather, and we were enabled by means of small boats to

disembark with comparative safety. On approaching Jaffa from the sea,

it presents a charming and picturesque appearance, being situated upon

a high eminence, its streets rising one above another like seats in

an amphitheatre, surrounded by beautiful lemon and orange groves and

tall waving cypresses. On entering the custom house with our baggage,

some francs bestowed upon the smiling, obsequious Mussulman official,

saved the trouble of looking up our passports and occupying time which

otherwise would have been employed by officious Turks in ransacking our

satchels and trunks. We proceeded on foot to our encampment, carriages

being out of the question, through the suburbs of the town, till we

came to a Turkish cemetery near the shore of the Mediterranean. We

found the arrangements completed for our traveling expedition--two

sleeping tents, a separate one for the ladies, a kitchen tent with cook

stove, a saloon or dining tent, iron bedsteads, mattresses, clean white

sheets, abundance of bedding, carpets and camp stools. We were provided

with good horses, saddles, an efficient dragoman, plenty of servants

and preparations to serve three meals per day, under the supervision of

an experienced cook.

Jaffa is considered the oldest seaport in world; it has a population of

about five thousand, principally Arabs, Greeks and Mohammedans.

The interior of the city does not compare favorably in its appearance

with its exterior. The streets are narrow, crooked, and filthy in the

extreme--the houses uncomfortable, dark and gloomy, and the occupants

are certainly unprepossessing in manners and general appearance. This

is the ancient Joppa of Bible history, and is supposed to be the place

where Noah's Ark was built, the port where the Prophet Jonah embarked

when fleeing from the presence of the Lord, and where Hiram, King of

Tyre, brought the cedars of Lebanon for the building of the Temple at

Jerusalem.

Among other places of sacred interest, we visited the "House of Simon

the tanner, by the seaside," where Peter had the remarkable vision in

which the will of God was revealed concerning the Gentiles, by letting

down a sheet containing all manner of beasts, etc., and heard the voice

commanding him to "rise, kill and eat."

During our encampment we witnessed a ceremony of Mohammedan burial. The

corpse of a child, wrapped in white, was borne to the grave, without a

coffin, in the arms of a Mussulman, attended by the parents and a few

friends. The body was placed in a small enclosure formed at the bottom

of the grave by stones placed around, after which, several small paper

packages were emptied into the grave; the enclosure containing the

corpse was overlaid with flat rocks, the grave filled with earth, then

a half bushel of beautiful little sea shells scattered over. Several

women, clothed in white, knelt around the grave and commenced weeping

and wailing in the most affecting manner, which they continued for

several hours.

The next morning our tents were struck and we mounted our horses,

following our dragoman in single file along the winding streets of

Jaffa, lined with crowds of gazing Arabs and Mussulmen. After leaving

the town, we passed through extensive and lovely orange and lemon

groves loaded with golden fruit, and presently reached the flowery

Plains of Sharon. The atmosphere was sweet and balmy, the gorgeous

sun spreading its enlivening rays upon the beautiful country around,

the morning lovely as ever dawned upon the holy land of Palestine. We

felt that we were passing over the land once occupied by the children

of Abraham, the plains once trod by the kings of Israel with their

marshaled hosts, the land of the Apostles and Prophets. We were in

Palestine! The Holy Land! The consciousness of the fact was inspiring.

Hour after hour we rode onward in silent and solemn meditation; at

length we reached the city of Ramleh, four hours distant from Jaffa,

where we stopped to rest our animals, and partake of refreshments.

Here is "The Martyrs' Tower." We ascended a flight of stairs to its

lofty summit, which commands a magnificent view of the surrounding

country--the Plains of Sharon, Arab villages here and there upon rising

mounds, gigantic prickly pear hedges, olive orchards, and now and then

a palm tree rising majestically above the whole, and the mountains of

Judea appearing in the distance.

We resumed our journey, passed trains of loaded camels, mounted by half

naked Arabs, smoking their long pipes, looking down smilingly from

their "ships of the desert," doubtless sympathizing with us in our

humbler mode of traveling.

The soil is generally rich and fertile, growing fields of wheat and

vegetables. The dews fall profusely, and we were informed that latterly

rain is more frequent in Palestine than in former years.

About 4 p. m. we arrived at our encampment, a beautiful basin enclosed

by romantic hills at the entrance of the Valley of Ajalon. Through the

night we were serenaded by bands of musical frogs, accompanied by howls

of jackals in the adjacent hills, relieved by the low plaintive chants

of our Turkish guards, and charming songs of cuckoos perched in the

branches of olive trees around our camp.

On the following morning, after an early breakfast, with our faces

toward the "Holy City," we moved forward, passing through the Valley

of Ajalon, and soon commenced ascending into a more elevated region of

country, generally rocky and mountainous, producing but little more

than is required for the flocks of sheep and goats ranging upon it.

About 12 o'clock we stopped to lunch under the shade of olive trees, in

the Valley of Elah, where it is said David selected stones with which

to combat Goliath, while the two contending armies were encamped on

the slopes of the adjacent mountains. At a short distance from this

locality we were shown the Kirjath-jearim of sacred history, where the

"Ark of the Covenant" is said to have rested twenty years.

The Valley of Elah is richly ornamented in the midst of its rocky

surface and sparse vegetation with what is called the "Rose of

Sharon," a flower of a deep red, velvety appearance, three inches in

circumference or thereabout, growing from six inches to one foot in

height.

One hour's ride from our lunching place will bring us to Jerusalem.

We move on and at length ascend an eminence, and gaze on the "Holy

City," Jerusalem. Away to the right is Mount Zion, the city of David.

Off to our left, that lofty eminence, with an aspect so barren, is the

Mount of Olives, once the favorite resort of our Savior, and the spot

last pressed by His sacred feet before He ascended into the presence

of His Father. These interesting historic scenes, with all their

sacred associations, inspire thoughts and reflections impressive and

solemn. Yes, there is Jerusalem! Where Jesus lived and taught, and

was crucified, where He cried, "It is finished," and bowed His

head and died! We slowly and thoughtfully wind our way down the hill,

passing the Russian buildings and other prominent establishments, until

we reach the city and enter our encampment.

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