Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1919-07-11
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talking. It was not very long until we
had everybody both young and DID,
around us. We came to feel that the
Corsicans were not quite so savage as
we had heard. but on the other hand
that they carried just as big heart
as they did the Vendetta. We were
very tired when the evening was over
from shaking hands, but we went to
the opera house nevertheless to see
show. This ended the first perfect day
in Corsica.
We were awakened the next morning
at 4.3O and having made all prepara-
tions, left in automobiles for a tour OF
the island, at o'clock. The sun was
Just coming up as we left the sea
shore We winded around the noun
tains gradually, rising until we went
about $500 feet above sea level. Here
we stopped in front Of an old chapel
to look down below at the fieecy wa
ters of Porto and up to the snowy
mountains not far away. We again
began to descend to the seashore'
which we continued to follow until
noon.
One can see just thousands Of goats
and sheep grazing on the mountain
slopes and they are all very sure foot
ed. because they could climb over
rocks and cliffs that seemed impossible
for any living thing to get over. Every
few miles we would run across a house
and see the little donkeys loaded with
big cans of goat milk. thrown. across
its back-very amusing, 1 assure you.
Thousands Of films were shot at the
Door little things, being led by people
of all ages. Many Of the little. girls
were glad Of the opportunity to pose
for their photographs and many times
not being content with the country
dress would run a couple Of hundred
wards to put on their Sunday one, and
to their extreme dismay, we would Just
be starting and no pictures. 1t Is very
amusing to see how they farm In Cor
sica. AS you know, it is all noun
tains, and in order to farm it Is neces-
sary to build a succession Of stone
walls along the mountain side. The
area to be farmed will equal almost
exactly the area Of the stone wall.
They have stone steps to go from one
field to the other, and field is about
five yards wide. They have very little
homes, about the size Of one of our
rooms. The tile roof is tied on with
rocks. It is very interesting to see
them run about half mile up one Of
these mountains to see an automobile
or maybe it was the Americans they
wanted to see.
We ate dinner at Piana-one OF the
most famous towns in Corsica, because
of the Calanches. After dinner we
started through the Calanches don't
think anybody could describe them
They are the most savage, rugged, and
i'll ll-formed you ever saw, but as they
are very red and have many natural
forms representing our own nfe'
they are very interesting. was shown
monk reading Bible. a big dog and
an eagle. They were just as natural
as they could be. guess each person
finds new forms. for found several
that were not mentioned, one being an
almost reproduction Of an old farmer
that a fertilizer comp y puts on its
calendar. The very prettiest part
about it, you can watch the same figure
for many miles, they are SO big.
After dinner was when the real fun
started. We had gone to the height of
about 1000 feet and were travelling
around the side Of the mountain, look
ing down into a little canyon about
Z, 900 feet deep. There was not any
hand railing between us and that can
Won either. The French marine who
was driving our bus went around those
sharp turns at an awful speed. We
were going down rapidly now and ev-
ery time he made a sharp turn could
see myself high-diving into that can
yon. My heart went right straight up
in my throat. I am not right sure 1t
is we'll located yet. We were very glad
indeed when we started up again. we
reached Evisa about 4 o'clock and
looked over the mountains surround
ing 1t. We left there and reached the
highest point of our trip at o'clock.
We had little game Of SNOWFALL and
then began to descend. Many Of the
cars had broken down, but ours was
still pulling good. We had another
sensation going down when we turned
sharp curve and hit a little donkey.
We reached Sargina about 9 o'clock.
After resting the driver bit we start
ed on our last lap. The driver was
about half-shot on the wine he got
there. We had big crowd now, and
poor lights. 1t wasn't very comforta-
BILE, but slept until we started to
making too many sharp curves. We
reached Ajaccio about 2.30 a. m, after
travelling about 200 miles.
The next day was spent in demon
strating baseball to the Corsicans.
This seemed to be the great hit, at
least that is all our American newspa-
pers talked about.
We left Ajaccio the following morn
ing on a special train for Bastia. The
commander could stop it anywhere,
and we stopped at practically every
station in traversing the entire island.
| Our first main stop was at Vizzavona,
the highest point on the road. 1t was
about 5000 feet. We spent two hours
there and walked about four miles
through the beautiful forest to a very
nigh point on the mountain. From
this place, we could look down long
ravine and see at the extreme south
ern end of the island-Bonifacio. The
song, Lead Kindly Light" was writ
ten in the harbor by an Englishman,
after very stormy night on the sea.
AS we were going back to the train
one of the boys from Louisiana was
walking with the guide and few min
utes later he came back and asked me