Evening star., 1924-05-18

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were so asleepy that my eyes
morning early am. while /
was stuck on themselves I
was awoke by Cousin Nogi,
| making towerist noises at the win
| dow of our sleeping saloon. Umagin-
ing that there were a fire on the
| ocean 1 bounced to the window and
| O. What could 1 observe? There
were a island, sticking uply like a
plate of grapejuice ice-cream, and
| behind him Hon. Sunrise were stick
| ing out of water like burning gaso-
! lene. 1t were more beautiful than
SHAKESPEARE written on picture
post card.
Capri" holla Nogi geographically.
NO, :" I smudge.
Yes" :" he gollup.
1 detest to think that Nogi was
right. Yet there it were, by golly.
The Island of Capri, celebrated for
beauty and drunkenness among
American residents. Very sight Of it
make me so emotional that 1 almost
run up on deck in my robe de nightly.
But such things should not be, even
in Italy. Therefore I dunned my
disporting clothes and walk dignity
ly to the roof OF the ship where
out of a imetable.
Mr.. Editor, if you have never saw
the Bay of Naples you have never
seen something. (Please see picture
post card. unclosed, which do not
look like it, Imagine a sheet of
| water cut pirfeckly round like a
sky-blue pie, trimmed around the
edges with postoffices, garages and
boarding houses that look like a
Worlds Fair, painted all the colors
| in the drug store! Imagine a Land
| ing Wharf where the Customs House
| Inspectors dress like Robin Hood and
the Policemans wears ezackly the
same uniform as Napoleon Bonypart.
Imagine 200 tatues of Umberto, 1 and
900 of Guississippi Garabaldi and you
have a slight portrait of Naples. o
yes.
1 have carelessly forgot to mention
something which you should also
| umagine. Imagine an enlarged car
buncle on the face of Nature with
soft coal smoke coming out all day.
All night also. This are called Mt
Vesuvio. Spite of everything Hon.
| Mussolini (Theodoro Rooseveltio of
Hon Vesuvio keep right on, making
more sumdges than the Union Pacific
RR.
But IL Hon Mussolini cannot put
the lidd on a Volcanoe, he have did
so to almost everything else in
Naples. In last VI. or 2 that mulici-
pality have got so clean that it's own
children (returning from ideal slumms
of n. Y. & Chicago) bust into tears
and holla that the old home do not
smell the same as formerly. Musso-
lini have shook the Big Stick (Man-
ganello) with result that Naples are
| just like st. Louis-picturesque with
out being offensive about it. What
| are result? The streetcorners is now
| free from beggars, hook worms and
| ladies-in- waiting. II a travelling
American wish to get his pocket
picked, as usual. he must apply to
4udyoI IOT SpcCidl llCcHSS, dIlu IHlS
arc so much trouble that there are no
fun in it any more.
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4 T the Custom House we was hault-
ed by one of those Robin Hood
gentlemen who ask US hottily If we
got anything sweet in our lunching
baskit- He plunder with his hands
| to look see. Nothing there but liquor
& sanditches. He were salified. This
curio habit are caused by Govt
Ownership of sugar; Italy wish to
protect her Maple syrup & Neopolitan
Ice Cream, for which she are famus.
Then we hire guide name of
Guido. He were a nice man who say
he would cost us 100 lira to see
Pompeii. When you stop & think
that several ancient Roman sporters
spent 10000000s seeing Popeii and
only got a headache, I shall say the
price were quite reduced.
The road to Pompeii are called Via
Dolorosa and were built 1000 yrs.
ago. 1t are built of ancient Roman
lava blocks. and every time the OTTO