Diary And Notes of Horace Templeton, Esq. (Complete)
9781465561251
289 pages
Library of Alexandria
Overview
Hôtel des Princes, Paris. It is a strange thing to begin a Log when the voyage is nigh ended! A voyage without chart or compass has it been: and now is land in sight—the land of the weary and heart-tired! Here am I, at the Hôtel des Princes, en route for Italy, whither my doctors have sentenced me! What a sad record would be preserved to the world if travellers were but to fill up, with good faith, the police formula at each stage of the journey, which asks, the object of the tour! How terribly often should we read the two short words—To Die. With what sorrowful interest would one gaze at the letters formed by a trembling hand; and yet how many would have to write them! Truly, the old Italian adage, Vedere Napole es poi morire has gained a new signification; and, unhappily, a far more real one
