P. S.--Dante's monument is fine.




FLORENCE,
March 30, 1891.


I am in Florence. To-morrow we are going to Rome. It's cold. We have the
spleen. You can't take a step in Florence without coming to a picture-shop
or a statue-shop.

P. S.--Send my watch to be mended.




TO MADAME KISELYOV.

ROME,
April 1, 1891.


The Pope of Rome charges me to congratulate you on your name-day and wish
you as much money as he has rooms. He has eleven thousand! Strolling about
the Vatican I was nearly dead with exhaustion, and when I got home I felt
that my legs were made of cotton-wool.

I am dining at the table d'hote. Can you imagine just opposite me are