Romantic Corsica, wanderings in Napoleon's isle; . a whirlpool, is Vivario. I decided, however, toturn southward, leaving Vivario to be visited when Icame north again to Cort6. Monte Rotondo and Monte dOro tower up to thesnows across the valley and the river, and to the southMonte Renoso makes a bold bid to equal them in statelygrandeur. The road descends for a little while, and thenbegins the long, glorious ascent to the Col de Vizzavona,stretching far in front up the tree-clad valley, throughwhich the route cuts its twisting way, throwing offnumberless sentiers into the woodland maze. It is
Romantic Corsica, wanderings in Napoleon's isle; . a whirlpool, is Vivario. I decided, however, toturn southward, leaving Vivario to be visited when Icame north again to Cort6. Monte Rotondo and Monte dOro tower up to thesnows across the valley and the river, and to the southMonte Renoso makes a bold bid to equal them in statelygrandeur. The road descends for a little while, and thenbegins the long, glorious ascent to the Col de Vizzavona,stretching far in front up the tree-clad valley, throughwhich the route cuts its twisting way, throwing offnumberless sentiers into the woodland maze. It is adelicious walk through the most charming forest in theisland. The tall pines mix their stolid majesty with thegay foliage of the beech-trees, while the air is delightfullyclear and invigorating. Near the station of Vizzavona there are two excellent hotels, which are much frequented, chiefly by AjaccienSj though many foreigners are just becoming aware that Vizzavona is a charming station dete. A long, delightful climb brings the traveller to the. FOREST OF VIZZAVONA, To face p. 136.] BY A ROUNDABOUT WAY TO BOCOGNANO 137 height, and unrolled before him is a vast extent of Corsicalying at his feet like a map. Ridge after ridge, the woodedswelling country spreads as far as the eye can reach, andthere is to be seen the chestnut forest hiding Bocognanoand the upper reaches of the Gravone, the river which weleft as it skirted the Campo dell Oro near Ajaccio. Foreight or nine kilometres the road falls abruptly, and Iswept quickly along it to Bocognano, bandit-land,and bedl CHAPtER VI IN THE HOME OF THE KING OF BANDITS Schiopetto, stiletto, strada. There are two presents to be made to an enemy—hot shot orcold steel. CoRsicAN Sayings. DURING long ages of disorder, of war, and ofoppression, the Corsican was bred in an atmo-sphere of vengeance. In his earliest years he was lulledto sleep by a womans song of revenge; the stories ofhis country to which he listened were stories of vendetta
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