...and are unclaimed by their friends. The graceful new cemetery, at no great distance from it, though yet unfinished, has already many graves among its...picture in the sun. Then, ramble on, and see, at every tarn, the little familiar tokens of human habitation and every -day pursuits; the chafing of the bucket-rope...

...and are unclaimed by their friends. The graceful new cemetery, at no great distance from it, though yet unfinished, has already many graves among its...Then, ramble on, and see, at every turn, the little familar tokens of human habitation and every-day pursuits ; the chafing of the bucket-rope in the stone...

...away to Mount Vesuvius, bright and snowy in the peaceful distance; and lose all count of time, aud heed of other things, in the strange and melancholy...sensation of seeing the Destroyed and the Destroyer makiug this quiet picture in the sun. Then, ramble on, and see, at every turn, the little familiar...

...and are unclaimed by their friends. The graceful new cemetery, at no great distance from it, though yet unfinished, has already many graves among its...the little familiar tokens of human habitation and e very-day pursuits; the chafing of the bucket;rope in the stone rim of the exhausted well; the track...

...ghostly ruins of Herculaneum and Pompeii ! Stand at the bottom of the great market-place of Pompeii, »nd look up the silent streets, through the ruined temples...Then, ramble on, and see, at every turn, the little familar tokens of human habitation and every-day pursuits ; the chafing of the bucket-rope in the stone...

...Pompeii in 1845, for example, Charles Dickens wrote: Stand at the bottom of the great market-place o1 Pompeii, and look up the silent streets, through the...tokens of human habitation and every-day pursuits. . . . Furniture, too, you sec, of every kind — lamps, tables, couches; vessels for eating, drinking,...

...day, away to Mount Vesuvius, bright and snowy in the peaceful distance; and lose ail count of ttme, and heed of other things, in the strange and melancholy...tokens of human habitation and every-day pursuits. . . . Furniture, too, you see, of every kind —lamps, tables, couches; vessels for eating, drinking,...