. En route; a descriptive automobile tour through nine countries & over nineteen great passes of Europe . ly aswe could until the train with its load of jeeringpassengers and now jubilant fireman had passed. Then the villages we traversed added an extracharm to the journey, with their streets so narrowthat we doubted if Merc^dfes could squeeze meeting us in these narrow ways faded quicklyinto convenient doorways, shouting a cheery wel-come as we glided past, all but touching their sun-burnt faces. Children playing heedless of the trafficescaped by a miracle from beneath the whee
. En route; a descriptive automobile tour through nine countries & over nineteen great passes of Europe . ly aswe could until the train with its load of jeeringpassengers and now jubilant fireman had passed. Then the villages we traversed added an extracharm to the journey, with their streets so narrowthat we doubted if Merc^dfes could squeeze meeting us in these narrow ways faded quicklyinto convenient doorways, shouting a cheery wel-come as we glided past, all but touching their sun-burnt faces. Children playing heedless of the trafficescaped by a miracle from beneath the wheels ofwine-carts and barrows, or the feet of mules passingalong the street. At one place, where the houseson either hand joined at the first floor and formeda cool archway, we came upon a fruit barrow block-ing the way. Stopping Mercedes we were at oncesurrounded by a crowd of children who sprawledall over the car. Attracted by the noise, the ownerof the stall appeared, and, when the solution tothe situation sank into his mind, leisurely backedthe barrow up a side street leaving just enoughX48 i^^ ^ \. TO THE HOME OF THE CiESARS room to scrape past. At a pace that would havedisgraced a snail we crawled through the narrowcrowded street, escorted by the running tumblingcollection of children who followed persistently, andendeavoured to climb on to the luggage behind andwrite their names on the highly finished panels of thetonneau. Once clear of the town, we got free of ourescort by the simple process of opening the throttle. That drive to Genoa was like a dream, a mirageof beautiful views : brown rocky headlands coveredwith carpets of flowers, jutting far out into a seaof lapis-lazuli which beats continuously againsttheir hard sides, fringing the coast with and there pretty little cottages nestle snuglyin the midst of the luxurious vegetation, specks ofwhite against a dense background of green. OfSavona, with its modern front, we have but littleremembrance. About halfwa
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