Morton. "I have some
books and engravings in Boston, which I think will contribute to
make it so."
A day or two later, two large boxes arrived, one containing
pictures, the other books. Of the latter there were perhaps a
hundred and fifty, choice and well selected.
Frank looked at them with avidity.
"You shall be welcome to use them as freely as you like," said
the owner--an offer which Frank gratefully accepted.
The engravings were tastefully framed in black walnut. One
represented one of Raphael's Madonnas. Another was a fine
photograph, representing a palace in Venice. Several others
portrayed foreign scenes. Among them was a street scene in Rome.
An entire family were sitting in different postures on the
portico of a fine building, the man with his swarthy features
half-concealed under a slouch hat, the woman holding a child in
her lap, while another, a boy with large black eyes, leaned his
head upon her knees.
"That represents a Roman family at home," explained Henry Morton.
"At home!"
"Yes, it is the only home they have.
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