. British bee journal & bee-keepers adviser. Bees. 186 THE BRITISH BEE JOURNAL. [May 7, 1914. BLURTS FROM A SCRATCHY PEN. CONTINENTAL WANDERINGS. (Continued from p. 176.) For the town itself it was in part a disappointment, in part a pleasure. We wandered along the edge of the bay, long- ing to get a clear view, but the long succession of steamers discharging and loading, with their smoke and odour, reminded us of a third or fourth ship- ping port in our own country. We had reached at last the end of the funnels and their noxious smokings, and we stood where Vesuvius lay in full vieAv acro
. British bee journal & bee-keepers adviser. Bees. 186 THE BRITISH BEE JOURNAL. [May 7, 1914. BLURTS FROM A SCRATCHY PEN. CONTINENTAL WANDERINGS. (Continued from p. 176.) For the town itself it was in part a disappointment, in part a pleasure. We wandered along the edge of the bay, long- ing to get a clear view, but the long succession of steamers discharging and loading, with their smoke and odour, reminded us of a third or fourth ship- ping port in our own country. We had reached at last the end of the funnels and their noxious smokings, and we stood where Vesuvius lay in full vieAv across the bay. Casually the writer remarked, " That is smoke issuing from the crater " ; but a reply came in a soft, boyish voice in most perfect English. "No! that is not smoke, that is the mist on the ; And so we made the acquaintance of our. OUR LITTLE GUIDE. boy guide, Angelo Bava, a typical Italian face, good-looking (and it is wonderful what beauty, both male and female, you see in Naples), and intelligent. We chatted with him, and found that although scarcely fifteen he spoke several languages well. He was trying to support his widowed mother and younger brothers and sisters. His ambition was to graduate as a guide and to visit England. We were in the best of hands. From the terrace of the " Castello Nuovo" he showed us where we could get the best view across the bay, j:>hotographing the Mount, so calm at the moment, and the wicked-looking grey Italian men-of-war as they lay in the middle distance. Castello Nuovo, one of the typical dungeon fortresses of the middle centuries. At its gate they show you the cannon- ball, still caught in the massive iron- work, its strength spent ere it could pass through. It has its chapels, each with a masterpiece of art—painting, sculpture, or carving. What chapel in Italy has not got such? In the dungeons beneath we found the guillotine, and mummied to skin and bones were three of its vic- tims,
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