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whipped spoons and forks into their pockets, to defray the expenses of dress for the next ball. Once or twice in the season, a general gala is given to all the peasantry in the neighbourhood, when the Duke of Lucca appears, and drinks champaign with his subjects. In fact, all possible ways are devised of spending money. We attended the theatre several evenings. Between the acts, refreshments consisting of ice-creams, orgeat, and other drinks, are sent round to all the boxes.

We left the gay throng at table, and the festivities were probably continued for the greater part of the night, as is usual with the Italians, who do all their sleeping during the heat of the day. Such are the high sports of this fashionable and voluptuous retreat. Dissipation, love, and pleasure seem to be the sole objects of pursuit. All have their intrigues, from the nobility to their milliners. Day after day is lost in the giddy round, which continues for several months, and the generality of visitants leave in worse health than they came.

On another evening we visited the Casino, at the Bagni Caldi, on the Serchio side. In crossing the hill by the footpath already mentioned, several sedans were observed, borne by peasants, who were toiling up the steep, with some fop, in his silk stockings and pumps, for a burden. The picture is extremely painful and repulsive. For old persons, or invalids such servitude may be necessary; but I would sooner do penance like monks, by walking with peas in my shoes, than be thus borne. The degradation of Demidoff's slave is nothing to this. It however, has the sanction of the Pope, whose authority is good all over Italy.

The Casino is the rendezvous of all fashionable people, even of such as do not obtain admittance to the balls and spectacles of the Count. We found two large saloons filled with ladies and gentlemen in full dresses. One apartment is appropriated to dancing and the other to gambling. In the former, quadrilles, together with German and Russian waltzes, are the favourite amusements. The gallery of faces was much the same as at Demidoff's. I was surprised to see the British minister dancing in such a motley assemblage, embracing jockeys and blacklegs.* The Russian

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* Half a dozen of these characters were pointed out to me. them are notorious. Two of them were banished for their crimes; and one has been in England, where he used to gamble with the King, and the

altz is a rude and ungraceful dance, better suited to a gymasium than a ball-room. In the gaming room, tables were pread in the style of the Palais Royal. French customs, rench dresses, and the French language prevail at the Baths f Lucca. Both sexes were engaged in play, and the saucy ateaux are wielded with as much dexterity as at Frascati's. Some of the visitants, who have missed an opportunity of ocketing plate at Demidoff's, here make up the deficit in eir funds. We remained till 1 o'clock in the morning, when the reign of pleasure had apparently but just comenced.

Every day during our visit, we went regularly at 5 o'clock a the afternoon to the Ponte Serraglio, to witness the movenents of the fashionable world. It is one of the most novel nd peculiar scenes I have found in any country. In the lepth of these mountains and solitudes, where one would ook only for wild beasts and banditti-in a cluster of mean ouses, scarcely rising to the dignity of a hamlet-at a ridge not surpassing that over Goose Creek at Washington, he spectator finds all the bustle, splendour, and gaiety of Hyde Park in London, the Boulevards of Paris, or the Coro at Rome. Here dukes, nobles, and foreign ministers, in court dresses glittering with stars and the badges of rank, oll by in their coaches and six, followed by mounted chaseurs and retinues in livery. Here too no inconsiderable share of the beauty of Italy, with accessions from other countries, may be seen, dashing along the dusty course in carriages, exhibiting feats of horsemanship upon the saddle, or reposing beneath the awning in front of a humble coffeehouse, the Bottegone of the Baths, where hogsheads of icecream and orgeat are daily vended.

We used to take our seats a little apart from the multitude, in company with friends who knew almost every person upon the fashionable exchange, and who gave a sketch of the character of each as he passed. In some cases we saw bankrupt nobles, with nothing left but their titles, labouring to keep up style and the appearance of wealth; while in others, newly acquired wealth courted familiarity, and sought to mingle with nobility. Antiquated belles were looking out for fresh admirers, and gamesters for new subjects to fleece,

Duke of York. A spy of the Austrian government, who is here in an official capacity, to watch the movements of the assemblage, was also designated.

One was happy in a successful intrigue; and another felici tated himself that he wore a gold chain in place of a halter, and was travelling the Corso, instead of the road to the gal lows.

On the afternoon of the 9th, we had a charming walk of two or three miles, down the left bank of the Lima, which is solitary, shady, and agreeable, after mingling in the bustle of the opposite shore. The government has opened an excellent road, bordered by trees; but it is seldom traversed by visitants, who prefer show, noise, and dust to a pure air and rural quiet.

Having witnessed every variety of scene, from high to low life, which the baths of Lucca afford, we went to the theatre for the last time, took leave of our circle of friends, and made preparations to leave on the 12th. Our style of tra velling on the return was very different from that of Count Demidoff. The press of company had put in requisition al the vetturini and decent coaches. We were therefore compelled to charter a one horse car, mounted with a sort of circular tub, in which we all sat facing one another, with a harness made of ropes, and a saddle resembling a Gallipe gos tortoise. But the amusement of the thing counterba lanced the inconvenience; and we had no titles of nobility to be impaired by a neglect of style. The vehicle bore us safe to the place of destination-and that was enough.

LETTER LXXXII.

DEPARTURE FROM FLORENCE-TRESPIANO-PASSAGE OF THE MALA-ARRIVAL AT BO

APENNINES-SCENERY-PIETRA

LOGNA-SKETCH OF THE CITY-FOUNTAIN OF JOHN DI BO LOGNA CHURCH OF ST. PETRONIUS-PALAZZO PUBBLICOCATHEDRAL-GALLERY-SHRINE OF ST. DOMINICK-MONTE NOLA-UNIVERSITY--CAMPO SANTO--CHIESA DEL SERVI

THEATRE.

September, 1826.-Early on the morning of the 6th, we left Florence for Bologna. The Piazza del Duomo was covered with wares, preparatory to the feast of the Madonna, and a great Fare on the 8th. Passing under the noble arch of the Porta San Gallo, we soon began to ascend the acclivities

of the mountains, whence a last and lingering look was thrown back into the Valdarno, encircled with so many charms of nature, embellished by so many monuments of the arts, and endeared to us by so many pleasing associations. The vale was still dressed in all its summer pride; and our parting view was one of the finest that had been obtained during a long visit. Waving another farewell to the circle of our friends, we were soon lost among the ridges of the Apennines.

Three miles from Florence, we passed the great cemetery of the city, denominated Trespiano. The enclosure contains eight or ten acres, laid out in a perfect square, girt with a substantial wall, and covered with a beautiful coat of verdure. A stone pyramid, surmounted by a cross, rises in the centre. There are few sepulchral monuments. A grove of cypress, on the opposite side of the road, gives to the scenery a character suited to a depository of the dead.

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The hills for some distance are of moderate elevation and clothed with olives. Hedges like those in England, filled with blackberries, line the road. The vales are fertile and rural, abounding in vineyards, now purple with the ripening vintage. Onward we continued to climb ridge after ridge, till one of the highest, between Taliaferro and Maschere, afforded a wide and glorious view, extending to the plains of Pisa and Leghorn.

Just at dusk we reached the solitary inn of Covigliaio, standing upon the summit of the Apennines, which are here two thousand feet above the level of the sea. Frightful stories are told of this tavern by tourists. We found it filled with travellers, who were at table, drinking wine, and exhibiting a scene of noisy mirth. The hostess gave us a good supper and comfortable lodgings. On looking from the windows next morning, it was discovered that we were in a region of much wildness and grandeur. The mountains rose around us in rude and naked masses, often shooting up into fantastic needles, partially shrouded in mist. Ruins that have slidden down, strew the slopes at their bases. The formation is secondary, and the rocks are friable. A pale sunrise gilded their sombre peaks.

We left at an early hour.

A shepherd was observed unpenning his fold, with his dog at his side. The general aspect of the country is savage, barren, and desolate. At Pietra Mala, the vetturino paused for an examination of our pass

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ports; and I ran half a mile to look at the traces of a volcano, where blue lambent flames have at certain periods been seen issuing from the surface. The craters, or more properly circular level beds of volcanic substances, are three in number, of small dimensions, and exhibiting at present neither flame nor heat. I collected several specimens of the stones, which appear to be partially calcined, are of a reddish hue, and have a strong vitriolic smell.

As my visit had been prolonged beyond what suited the convenience of the vetturino, he had gone on leaving me to overtake him in climbing the hills. Feeling for my watch, to note the time of my absence, I found that was missing as well as the coach, and that it had been left under my pillow, at the little tavern three and a half miles back. As travellers have told so many frightful tales of this inn, and as our doors were without fastenings, a degree of precaution was used, which had seldom or never before been resorted to, and which in this instance led to a vexatious accident.

Here was a fine dilemma. By going forward, I stood a chance to lose my watch; by returning for it, I should be left upon the top of the Apennines. At length a peasant was despatched on horseback to the tavern, with directions to follow, till he overtook me ; while I set out in pursuit of the vetturino. Fortunately it was a gusty day, and on reaching a gorge in the mountains, where a dozen coaches had been capsized by the wind, he stopped short, and refused to pass till the squall was over. I met in my walk upon the stormbeaten hills, a solitary Greek on foot, in his national costume, which was tattered and presented but too striking an image of his unfortunate country. He laid his hand upon his breast, and saluted me in passing. Two peasants, who looked quite too much like banditti, issued from a by-path, and asked me some indifferent questions about the road.

After a walk of four miles, I overtook the carriage at the Dogana, on the confines of the Papal State, where the keys of St. Peter and the triple crown were again seen over the door. The morning furnished a chapter of accidents. My companion in stepping from the coach had wrenched his ankle, and was unable to walk. All the brandy and camphor of the Locanda della Stella, as well as the kind services of the hostess, were put in requisition. In the mean time, I began to give up the peasant and my watch for lost, when at Fast the old mountaineer, in his heavy shoes, blue stockings,

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