Identifier: italyfromalpstom00stie (find matches)
Title: Italy from the Alps to Mount Etna
Year: 1877 (1870s)
Authors: Stieler, Karl, 1842-1885 Cavagna Sangiuliani di Gualdana, Antonio, conte, 1843-1913, former owner. IU-R Paulus, Eduard, 1837-1907 Kaden, Woldemar, 1838-1907 Trollope, Frances Eleanor, d. 1913 Trollope, Thomas Adolphus, 1810-1892
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Publisher: London : Chapman and Hall
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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lack visaged fellow, unlading coals from a little collier. Un batello, Signore! un batello ! cries a boatman, unloosing his little craft from the ironring to which she is made fast. We step in, and are steered with wonderful swiftnessand accuracy through a labyrinth of floating walls. It is only by thus coming close totheir huge flanks that one realizes what gigantic bodies these big ships are. Who knows SALITA SAN TAOLO, GENOA. OF THE UlflVERsrry o? -m.„^ GENOA. 119 what bottom the anchor last rested in, which they have cast here ?—what rocks may havethreatened their massive sides ?—how many hundred lives may one day sink to destructionwithin one of these huge bulks ? The mystery of the great deep, and the bold adven-turousness of those who first ploughed its surface, strike our imaginations forcibly here.Many of the ships bear a statue of Columbus at the prow, others an image of the Madonna,others again the lion-like bust of Garibaldi. On all sides they are lading or unlading,
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PORTA VECCHIA DELLA LANTERNA. hammering cases or weighing bales. One begins to have some conception of the immensescale on which goods that we are accustomed to see in minute quantities are imported orexported, and also to realize the yawning gulf that divides wealth from poverty ; for uponthese very bales and sacks worth millions, the poor facchini sleep, worn out with theirdaily toil, and awake to look longingly at the galley fire on board the ship yonder, wherethey are cooking polenta, or at the casks of sweet wine that are being sent off to foreignshores. Early and late, summer and winter, there is nothing for the facchini but toiland poverty; yet poor as they are they still possess one thing—a home, a country.How much more to be pitied are those emigrants upon the great ship that sails to-dayfor the Brazils! 120 ITAL Y. Thus we wind our way among a thousand different objects, until we reach the limit ofthe harbour which the two great moles embrace in a crescent-shaped line, and

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