New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1844-02-06

my, tongue with vexation. However, l deter
mined to put bold face on it, and replied, Z" By
no means; think you have remarkably excel
lent carriage-t is light and easy, while ours is
great numbering thing" ooh the carriage is
well enough said she :" but the horses are such
dreadHuly poor creatures, / am sure they will die
before they get to Florence Mot at ALL not at
all can assure you; these lean Cassus look
ing horses are the best to get over the ground
your fat Italian animals are perfect oxen on the
road; beside there is nothing better in Rome now
all are en- route / assure you you Will get
along as you are without the least trouble. More
over, we will make the Vetturino change the horse
that gave out, and then every thing will be in
perfect trim" The Captain seemed utterly un-
able to comprehend the sudden change in my
! views, and stood and stared at me in a perfect
puzzle. He could not understand the difference
between the prospect Of having Captain Brm-
stone for a companion on the way, and young
beautiful English woman. Just then happy
thought came to my aid. 1t occurred to me that
the Captain had raved so on the way that the
poor apologies for horses had been urged to their
utmost powers by the scared Vetturno, and in
CURED how long they had been in driving from
Rome. 1t was as supposed they had come like
distraction. Why, said I, you have come it in an
hour and half less time than we. I told you
these lean animals were the ones to 90. Why
you will trot right away from US. This idea tic
killed. the Captain amazngly he rubbed his hands,
chuckled, and turning to his daughter said,
Don't you sec, my dear, we have beat them an
hour and half. | think we can venture to go
on" We made the Vctturino change one Of his
horses and all was soon settled
You may smile at this episode, but it is one of
those things that make up travellers existence,
and interest him perhaps deeper than more i'm
portant things. The first night had a quarrel
with our Vetturlno from principle. Paying for
our lodgings himself, knew that he, like all his
fraternity, would cheat us if he could. A terrible
fuss the first night, as if you expected vastly more
than any body could give and was one of the
most queruous of the fretu Species is indispensa-
bic to secure decent treatment on the way l
will not weary you with our slow desolate ride
through Etrura. Take one hut as specimen
Of many. 1t stood by the roadside, in the open
ground that stretched away as far as the eye
could reach, without enclosures and without cul-
tivation-built of sort of weed that grows wild
in that section and which has the appearance of
small brushwood | entered it, and there On the
bare ground, sat a mother with several children.
A pot was boiling in the centre, with some vege-
tab II no bo 1ct
of so much combustible matter. | spoke to the
mother, and inquired about her circumstances and
added, " are you not afraid Of that fire. What
would you do if this undertook here in which you
live should catch fire. She casped her hands,
turned her black eyes toward heaven, and laugh
ing outright, exclaimed, :" God help us then" |
donot believe an Italian woman ever prayed with
out a laugh in one corner of her heart.
thought | would describe, but cannot, the ap-
proach to picturesque Civita Castellana-the Won
derful ravne that passes 1t, with the huts of wash
er-women dwinded down to point at the bottom
the beautiful valley of the Tiber which we
dropped into beyond where Macdonald, in the
retreat of the French army from Italy, cut his
gallant way through the Neapolitan ranks, though
they out-numbered him three to one-a valley
then filled with the smoke of battle, but now the
sweetest, loveliest spot that ever smiled in the
sunshine. Here the artists from Rome flock in
the summer, and dream away its oppressive heat
in this Elvsian field. wished also to take you
along the vale of the Mar, with It's milk-whlte
flood and hermitages perched on the rocks like
a,,1 =, bStop IN he chs tor
ing of one of the most ignorant monks | ever con-
versed with but must hasten on.
At Narni was a celebration In honor of st.
John, and such collection Of queer costumes
YOU never beheld. The streets were strewn with
evergreens, and professions were formed headed
with a wooden cross some fifteen feet high while
in the Churches were drums, and trumpets and
armed men. But this, too, must pass by, and
a queer adventure that beiel me here, and ask you
only to accompany me while the carriage rs lett
to meet as some three miles ahead, to the Gull
where stands the ruinous arches of the bridge
Of augustus This Bridge, built by the EN-
peror, connects two hills, and has three arches
more than sixty feet high built of blocks of marble,
without cement or cramps OF any description to
fasten them The middle arch is broken, and
beneath it rushes the torrent as it rushed when
strobe the Emperor Of the world over. 1t IS
noble ruin, and from distant hermitage among
the rocks looked picturesque enough.
We reached here about O'Clock this afternoon
and Immediately hired another carriage and start
ed for the Falls Of TERM. You can visit them
in two ways-by beginning at the bottom, and
walking to the top, or riding up mountain by
a recently made road a mile or two, and descend
-: - IL, ha..nr,, Onr nGe and driver thought