Europe Revised eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 329 pages of information about Europe Revised.

Europe Revised eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 329 pages of information about Europe Revised.

That was what I said I would do and that was what I did do that afternoon at Pompeii.  I found the gate looking toward the sea and I found all the other gates, or the sites of them; but I did not find the Roman sentry nor any trace of him, nor any authentic record of him.  I questioned the guides and, through an interpreter, the curator of the Museum, and from them I learned the lamentably disillusioning facts in this case.  There is no trace of him because he neglected to leave any trace.

Doubtless there was a sentry on guard at the gate when the volcano belched forth, and the skin of the earth flinched and shivered and split asunder; but he did not remain for the finish.  He said to himself that this was no place for a minister’s son; and so he girded up his loins and he went away from there.

He went away hurriedly—­even as you and I.

Chapter XXIV

Mine Own People

Wherever we went I was constantly on the outlook for a kind of tourist who had been described to me frequently and at great length by more seasoned travelers—­the kind who wore his country’s flag as a buttonhole emblem, or as a shirtfront decoration; and regarded every gathering and every halting place as providing suitable opportunity to state for the benefit of all who might be concerned, how immensely and overpoweringly superior in all particulars was the land from which he hailed as compared with all other lands under the sun.  I desired most earnestly to overhaul a typical example of this species, my intention then being to decoy him off to some quiet and secluded spot and there destroy him in the hope of cutting down the breed.

At length, along toward the fag end of our zigzagging course, I caught up with him; but stayed my hand and slew not.  For some countries, you understand, are so finicky in the matter of protecting their citizens that they would protect even such a one as this.  I was fearful lest, by exterminating the object of my homicidal desires, I should bring on international complications with a friendly Power, no matter however public-spirited and high-minded my intentions might be.

It was in Vienna, in a cafe, and the hour was late.  We were just leaving, after having listened for some hours to a Hungarian band playing waltz tunes and an assemblage of natives drinking beer, when the sounds of a dispute at the booth where wraps were checked turned our faces in that direction.  In a thick and plushy voice a short square person of a highly vulgar aspect was arguing with the young woman who had charge of the check room.  Judging by his tones, you would have said that the nap of his tongue was at least a quarter of an inch long; and he punctuated his remarks with hiccoughs.  It seemed that his excitement had to do with the disappearance of a neck-muffler.  From argument he progressed rapidly to threats and the pounding of a fist upon the counter.

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