That dome makes my old heart beat because it speaks of so much--half the history of our race.

But looking back--I remember another symbol--I was at Harvard in '69; and I remember the first time I ever saw those tablets--you recollect--in the Memorial Hall--to the Harvard men that fell in the war ?" The colour leapt into her cheek.

Her eyes filled.
"Oh yes! yes!"-- she said, half eager, half timid--"My father lost two brothers--both their names are there." The ambassador looked at her kindly.--"Well--be proud of it!--be proud of it! That wall, those names, that youth, and death--they remain with me, as the symbol of the other great majesty in the world! There's one,"-- he pointed to the dome,--"that's Religion.

And the other's Country.

It's country that Mr.Manisty forgets--isn't it ?" The old man shook his head, and fell silent, looking out over the cloud-flecked Campagna.
"Ah, well"-- he said, rousing himself--"I must go.