East Saginaw courier. (East Saginaw, Mich.) 1859-18??, 1860-02-02

| he resolved 10 be. Ana let me tell you,
he wound up, that if you find it an easy
matter to stop at Mentone, you won't find
it so easy to leave it for many days to
come. AS for a place in the mail or dill
gence' (here came long low whistle,
very expressive it was, there's such
crowds, tell you, flock to the shrine OF
the Madonna, that's not to be expected;
and for any chance of private convey
ance, you might as well try to hire a
balloon
This kind of reasoning had exactly the
contrary effect to that which it was
meant to produce. The prospect OF
these difficulties ticklcd my imagination
Why should not make my way on foo,
to Nice? My trunk was already there;
and as for my. little portmanteau, with
only change of linen and few other
necessaries, | could easily carry that
OF all things, | like the unexpected.
know of no better sport than trudgin2
along a road in blissful ignorance whittier
it may lead, courting Dame Nature as
go, in my own way, stopping when and
wherever l please by the side of a
rivulet, on a accommodating cliff, uncer-
tain whether shall get lift when tired
or have to put up with bread and cheese
in roadside, g'anguette, spend the night
at first-rate inn, with first-rate fare, or
have to wander on, hungry, and without
any fare at all.
just what write passed through my
mind as | pondcred on the intractable
good faith of my vetturino. There is an
Unborn averseness in all human beings to
yield to one another; consequently, | paid
my good-natured, obstinate conductor,
who took leave of me with sly look of
triumph; and ten minutes afterwards, |
was enjoying my own way in capital
room of the Hotel de Turin, face to face
with the beautiful Mediterranean, that
sparklcd and heaved and dimpled most
coquettish welcome.
hope shall never forget the two
days | passed in fortunate Mentone, for
they are among the happest of my life.
Except at the hours of meals-most ex-
cellent these were = | spent all my time
out of doors, admiring, enjoying, and
sketching. O, what feast for eyes and
soul was there He who has not rambled
among tla-hiils and groves of that priv
ileged land beheld the splendors of that
unrivalled sea and sky -he who has not
rowed on those lovely waters on calm
starry night, when the soft breeze en-
velops everything i'll an atmosphere of
delicious fragrance, when fireflies glitter
in the air, and the boatman's song, soft
ened by the distance, comes like a mys-
terious call from another world: he who
knows not this, knows not what voluptu-
business there is in the very sense of
existence.
At the end of the second day, my
sketch book was full to the brim, and l
began to think of tearing myself away
from my Capua. My landlord shook his
head ominously at this announcement
Scouts were sent in all directions, but
they one and all returned with the same
answer, that no conveyance, however
humble, was to be had; and as to the
coaches, one had passed, filed to suflica-
ton; and for the one expected, enough
passengers were booked to fill it and
another, even if they arrived empty
Ali indeed, the vetturino's prophecy was
fulfilled to the very letter.
There was nothing for it but philoso-
ply, SO j girded up my loins for a
transit on foot. AS was issuing from
my room, portmanteau on my shoulder,
my landlord ran against me, SO hot in
haste was he to bring me the news, that
he had heard of cart getting ready to
carry some devotees to the Madonna del
Laghetto it might save me some miles
walk, but it was very poor conveyance,
apologzed mine host; 'and such company,
most of them mere peasants such as an
English gentleman perhaps could not sit
with; however, - some way or other,
we have contrived to establish such a
character on the Continent for squcam-
ness and fastidiousness, such horror of
every one below us, that it might be sup
posed we were wont only to consort with
dukes and princes of the blood.
surprised the landlord most agreeably
by catching at his offer, and we sailed
lOItu ouCc W ScCuic ~ bitCC III tiio
godscnd of vehicle, which, to be sure,
was neither elegant nor comfortable,
being literally a cart, with planks nailed
on either side to serve as seats, with,
however, the blessings of an awning
My travelling companions, eleven in num-
Der, were all peasant-men and women, in
their best attire, with the exception of
an old priest, young capuchin, and a
Jolly stout fellow in blue velvetecn, the
usual garb of well-to-do farmers, holding
on his knees very handsome little girl
of about five or six years old.
The conversation was kept up briskly,
save when some more than usually terri.
ble jerk put forcible stop to it, by
throwing oil the occupants of one side in
heap over their ris a ris, which was the
case at least once every ten minutes
The Madonna, of course, aud her mira
cles, were the exclusive theme of the
incessant talk. Every one had story
to relate more wonderful than the last
every one happened to have a son, broth
err, cousin, friend, or at least an acquaint
ance. who had had some narrow escape
A boy had fallen from high tree with
out breaking limb; young peasant
given up by the doctor, had miraculously
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