Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1916-03-24


the fashionable folk who made Baiae,
just beyond, the most noted resort, as
corrupt as it was noted, for the in
valids and fashionable idlers of Rome.
There were famous springs here,
which attracted the sick from many
quarters, and it is said that the an
cient name came from the sulphurous
stencil which they emitted. Puteoli
is no longer a fashionable watering
place, but from other causes the same
name might be applied to the mod
ern Pozzuoli.
Yet here we can look upon many of
the things which st. Paul saw; the
sea itself, fresh and clean as ever;
the encircling hills, no less beautiful
in their spring greenery than on that
spring day when Paul sailed within
their encircling arms. We can even
see the II piers of the great mole
which stretched far out into the bay,
within whose shelter vessels anchored,
one the Alexandrian grain ship on
which Paul had arrived. Today we
can see the ruins of the temple of
Scraps, or the splendid marketplace
as it is now thought to be, which
very likely was in its pristine glory
when Paul landed.
Tens of thousands of travellers from
many lands sail into the famous har-
Dor of Naples every year, but COM
paratively few of them realize how
near they are to the footsteps of st.
Paul, and how, after short trolley
ride from the city, they can plant their
| feet where he trod.
Let us take the electric car from
Largo Vittoria, where the beautiful
park, Naples famous promenade and
Rotten Row, begins; a park that
stretches for nearly a mile along the
water front. Soon, however, we get
beyond the fashionable quarters and
the innumerable hotels. The car makes
its 6slow way through a slummy re-
gion where the air is rent with the
raucous cries for which noisy Naples
is famous, and the nose is assailed by
more than the seventy odors of Co
logne.
Tunnel Under Poslipo.
Shortly a tunnel is reached under
the green hills of Posilipo, a tunnel
almost as ancient as Naples itself,
for it was dug by the Romans to
avoid the steep climb over the precip-
itous tufa rocks of Posilipo. Seneca,
we are told, grumbled at the dust and
darkness and the odor of this tunnel,
and they have not been improved since
his day. The noise is deafening from
the clatter of horses hoofs, the pat
ter of herds of goats, the grinding tor
ture of the electric car wheels, and
above all the brazen Threats of the Ne
apolitans who urge on their donkeys
with an indescribable noise, guttu-
raj and grating, which seems to come
from the innermost parts of their anat
omy. Imagine all this noise, dupli
Gated and reduplicated by the resound
ing arches of the tunnel, and one can
have some idea of the grottc that
leads him to Pozzuoli, the ancient Pu
teoli of st. Paul.
Another slum awaits US at the Other
side of the grotto, followed by vine
yards and orange groves and trucl
farms, until, after a ride Of four Of
five miles, the last part of which
affords glorious views of the bay anC
its islands, which never lose thei
charm, we at last find ourselves in an
other slum, more hopeless than an.
we have yet seen on the way, and fint
that we have at last reached the OLE
: Puteoli, and that the electric ca
: leaves us but few steps from tn
. spot where the great apostle mus
have come ashore.
I The immediate surroundings of tn
great pier where st. Paul landed ar
as filthy as any other part of Pozzuol
! Indescribable old hays leer at US froI
} the doorways; ragged and dirty chi
dren, wholly unacquainted with tn
2 use of pocket handkerchief, swarr
t around us. Several small fishin
boats are drawn up on the shore, an
l a little church, called st. Pauls ChaI
a ell, stands Immediately behind the al
, cient mole.
4 The modern pier, built over the al
+ cient mole, is a truly magnificent on
s of solid cut stone, which runs far OF
g into the sweet, clean water, and
$ going out to the far end we get b.
t yond the reach of the importunat
: tout. If one can forget the approache
s to the pier, he can here enjoy the el
a chanting scenery of sea and shor
e while his mind is stimulated by men
cries of the mighty past.
But the volcanoes have brougl
e blessings as well as curses, for tn
: ash which they pour forth becomes
r few years a soil of almost incred
l. BILE fertility, like the volcanic soil (
= the Yakima valley on our own Pacif
s coast