with that of exciting the choler of a new-made cardinal, was a _letter_ that the Queen of Naples, who had probably overslept herself, had occasion to write to the king on conjugal affairs!--his majesty having left her majesty only the day before, to show himself to his loving subjects at Palermo. Hem! Campania _felix_! If we were known to be inditing this unreverential passage, and its disloyal apostrophe, we should, no doubt, be invited to leave "Campania the happy" at a day's notice; whereas our comfort is, that this day three months it is quite possible that it will have been read in Bengal! We are now in the middle of the Bay of Naples; the spot from which panoramas have been so often sketched on that noble elevation, the deck of a lofty ship, swinging on her cables. What numberless sites of unparallelled interest are hence visible to the newly arrived and insatiable stranger! _Misenum, Baiæ, Puteoli, Gaurus, Vesuvius, Herculaneum, Pompeii_! But the office of the cicerone here cannot--alas for Britain!--be confined to the old classics, or the mere indication of places whose very _names_ are things to _conjure with_! In America, we converse with nature only, whose voice is in her woods and waterfalls; but, in our threadbare Europe, all _sites_ are _historical_, and chiefly in one sad sense--for Waterloo only brings up the rear of fields illustrated by the wholesale destruction of mankind! In the position which we now occupy, volumes might be written--ay, and _have been written_.