This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1875. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... THE THIRD MORNING. BEFORE THE SOLDAH. I PROMISED some note of Sandro's Fortitude, before whom I asked you to sit and read the end of my last letter; and I've lost my own notes about her, and forget, now, whether she has a sword, or a mace;--it does not matter. What is chiefly notable in her is--that you would not, if you had to guess who she was, take her for Fortitude at all. Everybody else's Fortitudes announce themselves clearly and proudly. They have tower-like shields, and lion-like helmets--and stand firm astride on their legs, --and are confidently ready for all comers. Yes;--that is your common Fortitude. Very grand, though common. But not the highest, by any means. Ready for all comers, and a match for them, --thinks the universal Fortitude;--no thanks to her for standing so steady, then But Botticelli's Fortitude is no match, it may be, for any that are coming. Worn, somewhat; and not a little weary, instead of standing ready for all comers, she is sitting, --apparently in reverie, her fingers playing restlessly and idly--nay, I think--even nervously, about the hilt of her sword. For her battle is not to begin to-day; nor did it begin yesterday. Many a mom and eve have passed since it began--and now--is this to be the ending day of it? And if this--by what manner of end? That is what Sandro's Fortitude is thinking. And the playing fingers about the sword-hilt would fain let it fall, if it might be: and yet, how swiftly and gladly will they close on it, when the far-off trumpet blows, which she will hear through all her reverie There is yet another picture of Sandro's here, which you must look at before going back to Giotto: the small Judith in the room next the Tribune, as you return from this outer one. It is just under Lionardo's Medusa. She is retur...