After dinner, Collin took us around Sacramento to see the town. If you walked in the principle streets of Midtown, it was a real city, with high rises, and city folk. Splendid stone architecture 17 or 18 stories high, some as high as 125 stories, and public halls, theatres, and elegant hotels, like the Citizen, adorned the well paved streets. Love in general, arises from the pleasure which all men naturally take in whatever they judge or perceive to be good and perfect. Every moment of time solicits to be employed in the important business of love. We are more able to direct the choice upon which our love is fixed than we can alter our taste for pineapple, or a nectarine, into an aversion for the glory of nature and the very perfection of people and animals and nature. Horse cars and carriages trotting down the roads, and the town resounded with the sound of money and business. The right of a man to maintenance at the nation’s table depends on the fact that he is a man, and on the account of the that he is of health and strength.

 There were also miles of splendid rich suburbs and country surrounding. Collin and I found pleasant lodgings in a little hotel near the state capitol. About 5am, we got up and leisurely dressed, took breakfast at Zocolo the restaurant, and went down to the site of the New King’s arena construction. Learned also that Mayor Doug Johnson, who was also a prestigious reporter with FOX40, would go with us as far as the Kings River Canon on horseback; returning when we decided to push on, Collin and I then strolled down to the City Hall, and walked about on the cool lawn. Then we braced into the building and summoned up sufficient gall to go through the court room and up to the cupola. From this point was a fine view of Sacramento and the miles of skyscrapers, trees, and houses stretching out in every direction. However, what interested us the most was the vast range of snowy mountains looming up dimply through the haze of the eastern horizon.

 Never has I see the Sierra clad with such immense snow fields, nor such a jagged array of peaks as this region presents. Indeed, after such a winter as last an unparalleled amount of snow covered the range and descended far down into the region of trees. We stayed on the cupola an hour, and then returned to town. A nice quiet middle-class gentleman, found of white pudding and Nantes bacon, appears to be 18 years old, and was corresponding with the school authorities about the family circumstances, his literary career, his friendships and his way of like, and about the rise of the anarchist movement, and the waves of assassination attempts against the King of Italy, the Tsar of Russia, the Presidents of France and the United States of America. John was the young man’s name, and he appeared to be a mid-nineteenth-century bourgeois. He studied law in Paris between 1848 and 1850, a large part of his time being spent in the bars of the Latin Quarter. At the age of 23 he took a job as secretary to the Theatre-Lyruque, after refusing to join his father’s firms and giving up his legal studies.

  Earning his living mainly by his pen, during the period 1850-55 he wrote numerous songs, theatrical sketches, and operettas. As soon as a man awakens his passions, he begins to idealize his skills and there is no limit to the virtues he will be made to carry. If love is the best thing in life, it is not the only thing. However, the city was destined to perish as the results of its inherent contradictions. A city of idle American multi-millionaires supplied with unheard-of luxury, whose wealth enables them to buy anything they want, including services of the intellectuals and artists. However, many fear the city will break into pieces when the two rival clans of millionaires competing for the government are unable to agree upon the course the island city should take. On the other hand, society develops in peace as the result of the labours of the inhabitants, although their work would be in vain without the many-sided technological accomplishments of the engineer, Rich DeMuro. Rich translates the attack on the ruling class into a romance setting and presents us with an image of an inverted social order. Now aristocratic myth rarely represents the lower classes, and these are dismissed comically.

 Rubicone was an amazing man, his legs were thicker than longs. Proud, manly, and of great strength, the strong man weighed 600 pounds. His skin was white as snow, and he had the perfect nose. He had white eyes, and the rising sun always found him fasting. He was the one who outlined the logic for this kind of politics when he staged a debate over tyranny. Nam veluti pueri trepidant atque Omnia caecis in tenebris metuunt, sic nos in luce timemus interdum, nilo quae sunt metuenda magis quam quae pueri in tenebris pavitant finguntque future. As children in blank darkness tremble and start at everything, so we in broad daylight are oppressed at times by fears as baseless as those horrors which children imagine coming upon them in the dark. On the way back, Collin and I met our crusty friend the butcher. He brought the astonishing news that Rubicon climbed up the trail for half an hour before the sun rose above the Sierra to the east, enjoying the keen mountain air. The surrounding mountains cannot compare to these, hopefully they do not become granite counter tops in someone’s kitchen, because we love the rugged grandeur which marks the region. Strong minds perceive that justice is the highest of the moral attributes; mercy is only the favorite of weak ones. Love, which softens the heart of the most savage and obdurate tyrant, sometimes tempts the most generous mind to wander from the path that leads to virtue and honor.