On the day when Rollo went with Charles and Allie to see the Tarpeian Rock, the reader will perhaps recollect that Mr. George was engaged at the reading room in reading the American papers which had that morning arrived.  When Rollo returned from his excursion, he found that Mr. George had not got home, and he accordingly concluded to go to the reading room and see if he could find him.

This reading room is attached to an English bookstore and library, and is a great place of resort for visitors at Rome.  It is situated at the end of the Piazza di Spagna, which is one of the principal and most frequented public squares in Rome.  This square contains several of the chief hotels, and a great many shops.  The bookstore of Piale is the general centre of news and intelligence for all English and American visitors.  Here people come to make inquiries for their friends, for there is a register kept at the library with the names of all the English and American visitors in Rome recorded in it, and the addresses of the hotels or private houses where they are lodging.  Here all sorts of notices are posted up, such as advertisements of things lost or found, of parties forming for excursions, of couriers wanting places or families wanting couriers, of paintings for sale, carriages for sale or for hire, ­and all such things.

Piale’s establishment contains a number of different rooms.  The first that Rollo entered on arriving at the place was the bookstore.  This was a small room.  There was a desk at one end, where a clerk was sitting.  There were shelves filled with books all around the room, and a large table in the centre, which was also covered with books arranged in tiers one above the other in a sloping direction.  There were several doors leading off from this apartment, one of which led to a room where a circulating library was kept, and another to the reading room.

When Rollo entered the bookstore, he saw several groups of visitors there.  There were two or three ladies looking over the books on the shelves.  There was a group of gentlemen standing near the desk, talking together, with a paper in their hands which seemed to contain a list of names.  Just as Rollo entered, a carriage drove up to the door, and two ladies dismounted from it and came in.  Rollo’s attention was first attracted to these two ladies.  One of them, on entering, accosted the clerk, and asked to look at the register.  The clerk immediately gave the two ladies seats at a side table, where there was a large book full of names and addresses.  The ladies sat down, and began to look over the book.  They had just arrived from Naples, and they wished to know what friends and acquaintances of theirs there were in town.

Rollo began to examine the books on the table, or counter, in the middle of the room, and while doing so he happened to pass near the gentlemen that were looking at the paper.

“We want twelve,” said one of the gentlemen, “and we have got only nine.”

“Yes,” said the other, “we want three more.  It must be that there are a great many in town who would like to go, if we could only find them out.”

Rollo’s attention was immediately arrested by these words.  It was obvious that the gentlemen were forming a party to go somewhere, or to see something, and he felt quite confident that his uncle George would like to join them.

“At any rate,” said he to himself, “I should like to go, wherever it is.”

So Rollo summoned courage to accost the persons who were consulting together, and to ask them if they wished to find some gentlemen to make up a party.

“Gentlemen or ladies either,” said one of them, “no matter which.  We are making up a party to go and see the statues in the Vatican by torch light.”

When Rollo heard the words “torch light,” his interest in the proposed party was greatly increased, and he said he had no doubt that his uncle would like to go.

“I am very sure he would like to go,” said Rollo, “and to take me.”

“Very well,” said one of the gentlemen, “that will make two.  And we only want three.  Where is your uncle?”

“He is in the reading room,” said Rollo.  “Wait a moment, and I’ll call him.”

“That’s right,” said the gentleman.  “Tell him it will cost us a scudo and a half apiece.”

So Rollo, taking out half a paul from his pocket, ­that being the price of admission to the reading room for a single day, ­and giving it to the clerk at the desk, opened a door by the side of the desk, and passed into the reading room.  Instead of being only one reading room, however, he found that there were two, with an open door leading from one to the other.  There were a great number of very comfortable sofas and arm chairs all about these rooms, and great tables in the middle of them covered with newspapers and magazines.  The walls of both rooms were completely covered with paintings of all sizes, most of which had been left there for sale.  There were a great many gentlemen sitting around the tables and upon the sofas, reading.  Among them Rollo soon found Mr. George.  He had established himself in a comfortable arm chair, near a great window that looked out upon the square.  But he was obliged to keep the curtain down, on account of the beggars outside, that gave him no peace as long as they could see him.

“Uncle George,” said Rollo, “here are some gentlemen who want to make up a party to go and see something by torch light, and I thought that perhaps you and I would like to join it.”

“Where is it that they are going?” asked Mr. George ­“to the Vatican?”

“Yes,” said Rollo, “it is the Vatican.  A scudo and a half apiece.”

“Very well,” said Mr. George.  “I should like to go.  Where are the gentlemen?”

“They are out here in the bookstore.  Come out and I will show them to you.”

So Mr. George laid down his paper, and followed Rollo out into the bookstore.  Rollo led the way to the place where the gentlemen were standing, and then introduced his uncle, in a distinct and audible voice, thus, ­

“This is my uncle, gentlemen, Mr. George Holiday.”

The gentlemen greeted Mr. Holiday in a very polite manner, and informed him of their plan, and that they wanted three more names to make up the necessary number for a party.

And here I ought to say in explanation, that what is called the “Vatican” is a vast collection of very magnificent and imposing buildings, ­consisting of palaces, chapels, halls, galleries, and the like, almost without number, ­and it is filled with paintings, sculptures, manuscripts, books, jewels, gems, and other curiosities and treasures of incalculable value.  It is situated in close proximity to the great Church of St. Peter’s ­the largest and most gorgeous church in the world.  Indeed, the church and the palaces form, as it were, one vast architectural pile, which is of almost inconceivable magnificence and grandeur.

The various edifices which compose the Vatican were several centuries in building, and the immense magnitude and extent of the edifice, and the exhaustless wealth of the treasures of art deposited there, astonish every beholder.  The buildings are so extensive that they require eight grand staircases and two hundred smaller ones to gain access to the different stories.  There are twenty open courts and over four thousand different rooms.  Some of these rooms are galleries nearly a quarter of a mile long, and are filled on each side with sculptures and statuary, or other works of art, from end to end.  The length of these galleries is not, however, out of proportion to other parts of the structure.  The church of St. Peter’s, including the portico, is considerably more than a quarter of a mile long.

Now, among the treasures of the Vatican are an immense number of ancient statues which were dug up, in the middle ages, in and around Rome; and some of these sculptures are the most celebrated works of art in the world.  They are arranged with great care in a great number of beautiful chambers and halls, and are visited during the daytime by thousands of people that have come to Rome from every part of the world.  The picture galleries, the collection of ancient curiosities, and the library rooms containing the books and manuscripts, are also in the same manner thrown open, and they are thronged with visitors almost all the time.  These apartments are so numerous and so extensive that in one day a person can do little else than to walk through them, and give one general gaze of bewildering wonder at the whole scene.  And a very long walk it is, I can assure you.  At one time, when I set out from the painting rooms, (which are far in the interior of the buildings,) with a party of friends, intending to go out, in order to go home, we walked steadily on at our ordinary pace, without stopping, or deviating from our way, and we found that it took us twenty minutes to get out to our carriage!

In addition to these visits made during the day, small parties are sometimes formed to visit the galleries of statuary by night.  It is found that the illumination of a torch, by the strong contrasts of light and shade which it produces, brings out the expression of the statues in a very striking manner, so as to produce sometimes a most wonderful effect.

It is, however, somewhat expensive to exhibit these statues by torch light, partly on account of the cost of the torches, and partly on account of the attendants that are required.  The cost is nearly twenty dollars.  It is accordingly customary to make up a party, whenever an evening visit to the Vatican is proposed, in order to divide the expense.  The number that can see the statues to advantage in these evening visits is from twelve to fifteen.  A party of twelve is sufficient to pay the expense at the rate of a scudo and a half for each person.

It was such a plan as this that the gentlemen were forming, whose party Mr. George and Rollo were now proposing to join.

The gentlemen had been much pleased with Rollo’s appearance and demeanor when he accosted them, and they were now still more pleased, when they saw Mr. George, to find that he was a young gentleman, of about their own age, and that he was so prepossessing in his countenance and in his air and manner.  Mr. George readily agreed to join the party.  They asked him if he knew of any body else that he thought would like to go.  He inquired whether there were to be any ladies in the party.  They said that there were to be several.  “Then,” said Mr. George, “I will be responsible for the twelfth place.  I am quite sure that I can find some person that would like to go.

“And suppose I find more than one?” said Mr. George.

“That will do no harm,” replied the gentlemen.  “We can have from twelve to fifteen in the party.”

“Then I will take the three places,” said Mr. George, “and I will pay my proportion now.  Which of you gentlemen acts as treasurer?”

One of the three gentlemen said that he had undertaken to collect and pay over the money, but he added that it was not necessary for Mr. George to pay at that time.  Mr. George, however, preferred to do so, and he accordingly took out his purse and paid his four scudi and a half, which was the amount due for three persons.  The gentlemen seemed to be quite pleased to find that their party was thus made up, and they told Mr. George that since he had taken and paid for the three remaining places, he might bring with him any number of persons that he pleased, so long as he did not make the party more than fifteen in all.  It was agreed, too, that the party was to rendezvous that evening, at eight o’clock, at the foot of the grand staircase, leading from the portico of St. Peter’s up to the principal court of the Vatican.

Mr. George, as soon as he went home, sent Rollo to Mrs. Beekman’s room to inform her of the proposed party, and to ask her if she would like to join it.

“And may I invite Allie too?” asked Rollo.

“Yes,” said Mr. George, “and Charles.  Though I don’t think they will wish to go, for such children generally feel very little interest in statues.”

It is true that young persons, like Charles and Allie, generally feel little interest in sculptures and statuary; but, on the other hand, they feel a very great interest in torch light, and both Charles and Allie were exceedingly eager to join the party.  It was finally agreed that all three should go.  It was arranged that Mr. George and Rollo were to call for them at seven o’clock.  Mr. Beekman was engaged to dine that evening with a party of gentlemen, and so he was left out of the account altogether.

At seven o’clock, accordingly, Mr. George and Rollo called at Mrs. Beekman’s rooms, and a few minutes afterwards they all went together down to the door of the hotel, where Mr. George beckoned to the coachman of one of the carriages that stood in the square.

The whole party entered the carriage, after Mr. George had made his bargain with the coachman, and immediately set off.  They rode for some distance along a pretty straight road, and then came to a bridge, which was opposite to a great round castle.  They went over this bridge, and then turning to the left, under the walls of the castle, they went on towards the Vatican.

“We shall arrive there some time before the hour,” said Mr. George; “but I thought it was better to be too early than too late.”

“Yes,” replied Mrs. Beekman, “we can amuse ourselves half an hour in rambling about the colonnades and pórticos of St. Peter’s.”

In front of St. Peter’s there is an immense area, enclosed on each side by a magnificent semicircular colonnade.  There are four rows of lofty columns in this colonnade, with a carriage way in the centre between them.  The space enclosed between these colonnades is called the piazza, and it is adorned with fountains and colossal statues, and on days of public festivities and celebrations, it is filled with an immense concourse of people.  It is large enough to contain a great many thousands.

When Mr. George and his party arrived, they dismissed the carriage and began to walk to and fro under the colonnade and about the piazza.  The time passed away very rapidly; and at length, a few minutes before eight, the other carriages began to come.  All the persons who belonged to the party were anxious to arrive in time, for they were afraid that, if they were too late, the others would have gone into the Vatican, where, the building being so immense, it might be very difficult to find them.

Accordingly, before the clock struck eight, all the party were assembled at the entrance door.

The entrance opened from a vast covered gallery, which formed one of the approaches to St. Peter’s, between the end of the colonnade and the main front of the building.  There were several Swiss sentinels on guard here.  They were dressed in what seemed to Rollo a very fantastic garb.  In a few minutes the men who were to accompany the party through the galleries appeared.  One of them carried a great number of very long candles under his arm.  Another had a long pole with a socket at the top of it, and a semicircular screen of tin on one side, to screen the light of the candles from the eyes of the visitors, and to throw it upon the statues.  When all was ready, these torch bearers moved on, and were followed by the whole party up the great staircase which led to the galleries of the Vatican.

After going upward and onward for some time, they came at length to the entrance of one of the long galleries of sculpture.  Here the torch bearers stopped and began to prepare their torches.  They cut the long candles in two, so as to make pieces about eighteen inches long.  Taking six or eight of these pieces, they placed them together like a bundle of sticks, and tied them, and then crowded the ends together into the socket upon the end of the pole.  This socket was made large enough to receive them.  They then lighted the wicks, and thus they had a large number of candles all burning together as one.

The screen, which I have already spoken of, covered this blaze of light upon one side, so as to keep it from shining upon the faces of the company.

Thus provided the torch bearers went on, and the company followed them.  Of course, there is only time in the two hours usually appropriated to this exhibition to show a comparatively small number of the statues.  The torch bearers accordingly selected such as they thought were most important to be seen, and they passed rapidly on from one to another of these, omitting all the others.  When they approached a statue which they were going to exhibit, they would hold the torch up near the face of it in such a manner as to throw a strong light upon the features, and so bring out the expression in a striking manner.  The screen shielded the eyes of the company from the direct rays of the flame, and yet there was sufficient light reflected from the marble walls of the gallery, and from the beautiful white surfaces of the statues arranged along them, to enable the company to discern each other very distinctly, and to see all the objects around them.

The company passed in this manner through one of the long galleries, stopping here and there to look at the great masterpieces of ancient art, and then they entered into a series of comparatively smaller chambers and halls.  Rollo was exceedingly interested in the exhibition, and in all the attendant circumstances of it; but he could not tell whether Allie was pleased or not.  She seemed bewildered and struck dumb with amazement at the strange aspect of the scenes and spectacles which were continually presented to view.  The immense extent and the gorgeous magnificence of the galleries and halls, the countless multitude of statues, and the almost spectral appearance which they assumed when the torch bearers threw the bright light of the torch upon their cold marble faces, all impressed her with a solemn awe, which seemed so entirely to subdue and silence her, that Rollo could not tell how she felt, or what she thought of the strange spectacle which he had brought her to see.

After about an hour, the first set of candles that had been put into the socket of the torch pole were burned down, and then the torch bearers supplied their places with another set formed by the remaining halves of the candles which they had cut in two.  These lasted another hour.  By that time the company had seen all the most striking and celebrated statues in the principal halls and galleries.  They had been making a sort of circuit through the palace in passing through these rooms, and now came out very near the entrance door, where they had come in.  Here the torch bearers left them, and went away with their apparatus to the part of the building where they belonged, while the company, descending the grand staircase, came out into one of the pórticos of the church, and issuing from the portico they found carriages in waiting upon the piazza, and ready to convey them home.  Mr. George and his party reached their hotel about nine o’clock, all very much pleased with the spectacle which they had witnessed.