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would run on foot from Naples to Fusaro (eleven miles) inthe same time that the party could perform the distance intheir carriages, provided that they engaged not to gallopthe horses. Moreover, I gave them ten minutes’ “ law.”Along the road there are some very steep hills, particularlythat of “ Arcofelice,” one of the ancient gates of Cuma. Acouple of miles along the shore of Baja is soft sand; and^there is a cut across the promontory of Misenum , whichgave me another advantage. However, it was a near point.

1 felt much distressed at having to run up the hill of Arco-felice, but I got to Fusaro just in time to open the carriagedoor, and let out iny adverse better. I instantly stripped,and throwing myself into the lake, became suddenly re-freshed and ready for the pigeon pies, oysters, and never-forgotten maccaroni.

On another occasion, having accompanied a party to thetop of Mount Vesuvius , we fell in with a lady of ouracquaintance, whose horse, having fallen amongst the rocks,broke the rider’s arm. Our carriage was full, inside and out.The lady’s horse was too much injured for me to ride himback. I gave up my place in the carriage to the lady, andthought it a good opportunity to try my wind. Off startedthe carriage, with four good post horses, from La Terredel Annunciata, good thirteen miles from Naples , and everystep of the way I kept before the horses’ heads, althoughthey were sometimes pushed into a canter, and I had beenup the mountain and down again on foot. It was daylightwhen we arrived in Naples ; and Mr. George Noble, aneccentric English merchant of Malta , an inveterate arguer,kept me for a good hour to prove that I was not acquaintedwith the theory of running, because I did not throw my legsforwards in the way lie most ludicrously undertook toexemplify to his winking auditors.

While just now speaking of the promontory and ruins