Italy from the Alps to Mount Etna . odern Ouiritesare quite as apt as their forefathers to steal their wives from this neighbourhood :—onlythe theft is conducted according to law ! Albano does not lie on the line of railway, and the road to the station is a some-what long one. We must take it, however, to reach our goal, the unenticing PontineMarshes. Then the route passes Civita Lavigna, Velletri,—a shadow in the distance,attractive by its promise of excellent wine grown on the pleasant slopes of the MonteArtemisio,—Valmontone with its old-world feudal aspect, and finally Segni. The trainhalt
Italy from the Alps to Mount Etna . odern Ouiritesare quite as apt as their forefathers to steal their wives from this neighbourhood :—onlythe theft is conducted according to law ! Albano does not lie on the line of railway, and the road to the station is a some-what long one. We must take it, however, to reach our goal, the unenticing PontineMarshes. Then the route passes Civita Lavigna, Velletri,—a shadow in the distance,attractive by its promise of excellent wine grown on the pleasant slopes of the MonteArtemisio,—Valmontone with its old-world feudal aspect, and finally Segni. The trainhalts at the foot of some rather steep hills. These are the Volscian Mountains, rough,sun-baked, sun-browned, chalk hills, and amongst them lies Segni, formerly Signia, whichwas made into a Latin fortress or confederate outpost against the unruly Volscianssimultaneously with Cora and Norba, but without the rights of citizenship. And thitherwe climb. The landscape around consists of dry shrubs and blocks of ruins, gloomy wood, and. OF THE SHORES OF LA GO FUCINO TO THE PONTINE MARSHES. 329 jagged ravine : all is waste, wild, inhospitable, and desolate. Luxury reigns not in thesemountains ; here reign only poverty and privation. The gay colours of the garmentswhich we see in the plain,—red, green, and light blue,—are not found here. The racethat inhabits these fastnesses clothes itself in sombre brown and a deep blackish blue ;sad hues, but yet more really picturesque than the bright and crude ones of the muchadmired costume pictures. The mediaeval baronial castle is deserted. The breed ofspiders which once dwelt here has departed, and has left nothing behind it on the barren
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