“Garibaldi has been arrested before,” said Berwick.
“Well, well, I am hopeful; but I must go to my dinner. I will see you
again tomorrow.”
CHAPTER 51 The continuous gathering of what, in popular language, were
styled the Garibaldi Volunteers, on the southern border of the papal
territory in the autumn of 1867, was not the only or perhaps the
greatest danger which then threatened the Holy See, though the one which
most attracted its alarmed attention. The considerable numbers in which
this assemblage was suddenly occurring; the fact that the son of the
Liberator had already taken its command, and only as the precursor of
his formidable sire; the accredited rumor that Ghirelli at the head of a
purely Roman legion was daily expected to join the frontier force; that
Nicotera was stirring in the old Neapolitan kingdom, while the
Liberator himself at Florence and in other parts of Tuscany was even
ostentatiously, certainly with impunity, preaching the new crusade and
using all his irresistible influence with the populace to excite their
sympathies and to stimulate their energy, might well justify the extreme
apprehension of the court of Rome. And yet dangers at least equal, and
almost as close, were at the same time preparing unnoticed and unknown.
In the mountainous range between Fiascone and Viterbo, contiguous to
the sea, is a valley surrounded by chains of steep and barren hills, but
which is watered by a torrent scarcely dry, even in summer; so that
the valley itself, which is not inconsiderable in its breadth, is never
without verdure, while almost a forest of brushwood formed of shrubs,
which in England we should consider rare, bounds the natural turf and
ascends sometimes to no inconsiderable height the nearest hills.
Into this valley, toward the middle of September, there defiled one
afternoon through a narrow pass a band of about fifty men, all armed,
and conducting a cavalcade or rather a caravan of mules laden with
munitions of war and other stores. When they had gained the centre
of the valley and a general halt was accomplished, their commander,
accompanied by one who was apparently an officer, surveyed all the
points of the locality; and, when their companions had rested and
refreshed themselves, they gave the necessary orders for the preparation
of a camp. The turf already afforded a sufficient area for their present
wants, but it was announced that on the morrow they must commence
clearing the brushwood. In the mean time, one of the liveliest scenes
of military life soon rapidly developed itself: the canvas houses
were pitched, the sentries appointed, the videttes established. The
commissariat was limited to bread and olives, and generally the running
stream, varied sometimes by coffee, and always consoled by tobacco.
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