The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1900-09-08

shines at the sun nit and We get a
fair view of the ys ming crater below.
What an awful sight, and yet what
an inspiration. Soon the clouds below,
halfway down the mountain side, roll
away and scene of SURPRISING love-
Illness opens to our view. At our feet
lies Pompeii, awakened from it's long
slumber of centuries by modern sci
ence; Naples, the bay spreading out
beyond Capre, expanding into the
beautiful Mediterranean Sea. Pen can
never portray a picture like this. The
descent from the summit to the half
way house was most novel. Following
the mountain trail of the guides, we
used a path formed by the very fine
lava, which yielded to our feet like
sand. See us then in undignified de-
scent, jumping, leaping, falling down
the steep declivity. as jolly as the I'M
perial Chatauqua Circle on a Nay Aug
picnic. Now mounting our horses, we
complete the descent in a becoming
manner. Then a drive back to Pom
pei and train back to Naples closes
day never to be forgotten.
FLOREN"E.
Retracing our ste we leave South
ern Italy without any regrets. My
tour through tia. has taught me
many lessons. I shall sympathize more
than ever with the Italians who have
sought to better their condition by
seeking a home in America. l shall
have more sympathy for all foreigners
in America. Our next st p was Flor
ence, the home OF Italian art. Here
names and scenes come before us
which are forever linked with Scrip
ture, painting. architecture, science
and literature. We visit the Piazza
Vecchio and Tower, where Savanarola
was imprisoned and burned to death
for his loyalty to country and his con-
victiOns of truth. The city is divided
into two unequal parts by the river
Aruo, which is spanned by many
bridges. the most historic being the
old Ponte VecchiO, which has a sue
cession of stores built on either side
forming a great business center for
jewellers and goldsmiths.
A visit to the Uffizi Gallery and Ma
tional Gallery gives panorama of the
world of art. Acres of space literally
covered with many of the finest paint
ings to be found. But little Of art is
found in the streets of Florence, COM
pared with other Italian cities. There
are some beautiful drives about the
city, but the impression formed by the
solidly constructed palaces and other
buildings and the great plainness and
severity of style" is very disappoint-
ing. The beautiful BOboli gardens are
here. We drive to the homes OF
Michael Angelo, Dante, Raphael, Eliza
beth Barrett Browning and Amerigo
NespuCCi. In the Church of San Min
iato CroCi we see the tomb of Angelo
and GalileO and monuments to many
other illustrious dead. From the old
fort the cannons thunder once again
the kings salute of one hundred guns,
for today the mortal remains of Hum
bert |. are deposited In the Pantheon
at Rome by the side OF his illustrious
father, Victor Emmanuel.
THEN VENICE.
Next we go 10 Venice, but much of
| our anticipated enjoyment of this
strange and once beautiful city, Bride
| Of the Adriatic," is marred by the an
nouncement that our tourists agents.
Crawford and Floyd, have failed; that
our funds have been exhausted, and
! for the balance of our journey to Cher
| bourg, France (the point Of sailing for
New York;, we must put up the cash
! again, and hustle for ourselves" Two
| hundred and siXty-tive people, over s.
900 miles from home, in a strange land
and short of money, are not happy
over the prospect. AS all our expenses
had been fully met for the tour before
| leaving home, many of the party had
only bit of souvenir money left. A
wise committee was appointed. with
Mr. Stelle as secretary. Plans were
| formulated to hold the party together
and complete the tour as arranged, and
adjust the claims with Crawford &