Journal of a Tour in the Years 1828-1829, through Styria, Carniola, and Italy, whilst Accompanying the Late Sir Humphry DavyTobin, J. J.
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Journal of a Tour in the Years 1828-1829, through Styria, Carniola, and Italy, whilst Accompanying the Late Sir Humphry Davy
Tobin, J. J.
Davy, Humphry, Sir, 1778-1829; Europe -- Description and travel
Leaving Sir Humphry to repose in his room, I took a walk about the
town and harbour. The streets are generally broad, well paved, and
clean, and the houses are lofty and well built. The harbour is full of
small craft, but I saw but one large merchantman, lately arrived from
the Brazils. Near the Molo san Carlo, a small pier, lay a steam-boat
which was to start the next morning for Venice. To the left of the
town, looking towards the sea, and at a considerable distance from the
houses, is the Lazaretto, a large and spacious building, close to a
basin or dock, in which the vessels lie whilst performing quarantine.
After dinner I went with Sir Humphry to the theatre, which is an
elegant and lofty building, with five tiers of boxes very tastefully
ornamented. The piece performed was an opera, _The Arabs in Gaul_,
but spite of the magnificent decorations and really fine music, Sir
Humphry soon became tired, and we returned to our Shakspeare and
_ecarté_. I sleep to-night, for the first time in my life, in the
bed-room of an Emperor; a little chamber with only one window in it,
and with which, I think, few Emperors of the present day would be
content. Above the bed is painted a gorgeous crown and encircling
canopy, beneath which, on a small marble tablet, are the following
words:--
Locus iste Imperatoris
Josephi Secundi
Habitatio fuit XV Maji.
The year was either never mentioned, or has been rubbed out.
_9th._ The noise of the sailors and the hum of business--sounds long
foreign to my ear--greeted me upon waking this morning, and on looking
out of my window I saw a number of people upon the quay below, buying
fish from the sailors of some fishing-boats that had just come into
the harbour. After breakfast I accompanied Sir Humphry on a visit to
the British Consul, Colonel D----, who politely promised to send Sir
Humphry a fisherman who could supply him with some living torpedos for
his experiments. Sir Humphry afterwards rode out on his pony, George
attending him, whilst I took a walk on the hill above the town. I had
intended to visit the stalactite grotto at Corneale to-day, as Sir
Humphry, who had seen it ten years ago, said it was well worth notice;
but on coming away from Colonel D----'s I found that it was too late.
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