Romantic Corsica, wanderings in Napoleon's isle; . sting matter it contains regarding Pasquale Paoli,the great Corsican patriot—a, volume with its pages stillwhite, its print still clear, and its binding still strong, inspite of the 150 years which have sped since it was issued By Edward and Charles Dilly in the Poultry. My thanks are due to Monsieur Laurent Cardinali, ofAjaccio, for permission to use several of his photographsin cases where my own were not quite so satisfactory asI had wished; to Herr Karl Baedeker, of Leipsic, forthe admirable map from his Southern France andCorsica; to the
Romantic Corsica, wanderings in Napoleon's isle; . sting matter it contains regarding Pasquale Paoli,the great Corsican patriot—a, volume with its pages stillwhite, its print still clear, and its binding still strong, inspite of the 150 years which have sped since it was issued By Edward and Charles Dilly in the Poultry. My thanks are due to Monsieur Laurent Cardinali, ofAjaccio, for permission to use several of his photographsin cases where my own were not quite so satisfactory asI had wished; to Herr Karl Baedeker, of Leipsic, forthe admirable map from his Southern France andCorsica; to the Rector of St. Annes Church, Soho,for kind permission to have photographed the tableterected on the wall of that church to the memory of KingTheodore of Corsica; to George H. Radclifife, Esq.,Chapter Clerk, Westminster Abbey, who supplied mewith the photograph of the bust placed in the Abbey tothe memory of Pasquale Paoli; and to my friend, J. W. Dixon, for kind help in the revision of theproof sheets. G. R. Nottingham,Midsummer Day, OSSOn < ROMANTIC CORSICA CHAPTER I AJACCIO AND ITS SURROUNDINGSCette ville gatee par la Nature. SOUTHERN Europe has few finer views to offer thanthat which greets the traveller vi^hen, after a nightjourney on one of those little boats which ply betweenMarseilles and Ajaccio, he comes on deck to find Corsicalooming out of the morning twilight, a fairy vision ofgreen, tinted with the first light of the westward-racingsun. Southward still flashes the wanting beam fromthe lies Sanguinaires in the floating, rose-hued mistsof sunrise. Across the glassy sea comes the breath ofCorsica, that wonderful perfume of the ntaquis whichNapoleon remembered even at St. Helena, and whichthe great Emperor could never think of without a deepemotion. Little by little the island slips its garb of morninghaze and stands out clear in the incandescence of dayas though sculptured in the heavens; now a glass candescry tiny villages glued on the mountain sides
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