Italy from the Alps to Mount Etna . ountry is still almostunknown. Very few strangers feet explore the abundantly rich scenery of MonteGargano. Everyone shuns the dirty and disagreeable quarters to be found in suchplaces as San Severo, Apricena, San Nicandro, Cagnano : all of which are blighted bythe malaria exhaled from the swampy lagoons which border Monte Gargano to the northand south. But from every one of these places the distant view is enchanting, whetherwe gaze from San Nicandro upon the blue islands of Tremiti, or behold the azure waves LUCANIA, APULIA, AND CALABRIA. 439 of the lake o
Italy from the Alps to Mount Etna . ountry is still almostunknown. Very few strangers feet explore the abundantly rich scenery of MonteGargano. Everyone shuns the dirty and disagreeable quarters to be found in suchplaces as San Severo, Apricena, San Nicandro, Cagnano : all of which are blighted bythe malaria exhaled from the swampy lagoons which border Monte Gargano to the northand south. But from every one of these places the distant view is enchanting, whetherwe gaze from San Nicandro upon the blue islands of Tremiti, or behold the azure waves LUCANIA, APULIA, AND CALABRIA. 439 of the lake of Varano, in which a city is said to have sunk centuries ago, or the Lago di seems here and there to make an effort to deck herself with southern richness, aswhere she surrounds Ischitella, throned on its rock, with a splendid orange grove; but forthe most part her robe is poor and scanty. Vico, Peschici (built in to the rock on thestony coast), Rodi, precisely resemble the miserable nests of the Sabine mountains, and. JEWISH CATACOMUS NEAR VENOSA. would probably excite the enthusiasm of a painter. The coast is bordered by lemon andorange groves ; but at the foot of the Gargano begins the primeval forest. A trueprimeval forest really does still grow on these heights. There are oaks of a thousandyears, hoary beeches, fallen trunks, from whose decay a young generation of trees arises,climbing plants, which mount to the highest branches, and fall again to earth, thorns andthickets, which afford a safe retreat to the wild woodland animals, and likewise to thebrigands, who need fear no myrmidons of the law in these forests. The flocks and herdsof Apulia are pastured on the cleared spots, and the shepherds fires shine amidst theshadows of the foliage. From hence you can pursue your way through the woods to Sant Angelo, anddescend by winding paths to the ancient Sipontum. It was colonized by the Romans ;but in consequence of the fever which prevailed here, the town was r
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