Excerpt from The Bowdoin Quill, Vol. 3: May, 1899 In humble scenes, too, a touch of the imagination can transform many figures of the modern streets into romantic char acters of the middle ages. You see a dark face shadowed beneath an ancestral slouch hat, the sort of face you prefer to meet in the bright sunlight, and since your safety is assured, you like to imag ine that the folds of that cape slung care lessly around the left shoulder, conceal an ugly-looking knife. Over there stands a little donkey, old and gray and crabbed enough to make you think he has borne the blows of several genera tions; his patient, cynical face needs only the prolonged anguish of his bray to convince you of the misery of his lot, and to win your pity and affection. In passing we expect to see that narrow cross street end in some dark court; instead, a glimpse of the distant hills charms us with its pleasant surprise. Florence has a habit of flashing her beauty on us when we least expect it. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.