...le as an ending. What cultivated person would not prefer poorer lodgings and better museums? I remember that, many years since, in a crowded country-house, I slept one night on the floor beneath Retzsch 's copy of the Sistine Madonna,--then perhaps the loveliest work of art on this continent. As I lay and watched the silent moonbeams enter and rest upon the canvas, I felt that my share of the hospi...