THE RIVIERAS
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THE RIVIERAS
BY
AUGUSTUS J. C. HARE
AUTHOR OF 'walks IN ROME,' ' DAYS NEAR ROME,' ETC.
WITH SIXTY-SEVEN WOODCUTS
LONDON
GEORGE ALLEN, 156, CHARING CROSS ROAD
1897
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Price Three Stiilliiigs
Printed by BALLANTYNE, HANSON & CO.
/// the Bnlliintyne Press
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CONTENTS
CHAP. PAGE
I. INTRODUCTORY I
II. MARSEILLES TO CANNES 5
III. CANNES 27
IV. NICE AND MONACO 50
V. MENTONE 82
VI. BORDIGHERA lOO
VII. S. REMO 112
VIII. ALASSIO AND ALBENGA I28
IX. SAVONA AND PEGLI 1 36
X. GENOA 142
XI. THE RIVIERA DI LEVANTE 180
XII. SPEZIA 194
INDEX 203
ijPO'iJO'^*^
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
MONTMAJOUR
PONT S. FLAVIEN, S. CHAMAS
S. VICTOR, MARSEILLES
HYERES
FROM S. MAXIME
S. TROPEZ .
CHEMIN DE GRIMAUD
CHATEAU DE GRIMAUD
FROM MAISON S. FRAN9OIS, CANNES
MAISON S. FRANCOIS, CANNES .
VILLA NEVADA, CANNES
BOCCA WOOD, CANNES
S. CASSIEN
S. HONORAT, ILES DES LERINS .
LE PONT-A-DIEU .
ANTIBES
FORT OF ANTIBES
CAGNES
GARROS
S. POL .
NICE FROM CHATAIGNIER .
VILLAFRANCA ....
THE CRUCIFIX OF CIMIES .
S. BARTHELEMY, NEAR NICE
IN THE GARDEN OF VILLA ARSON
S. ANDRE, NEAR NICE
ASPREMONTE ....
THE ASCENT TO PEGLIONE .
PEGLIONE FROM THE EAST
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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
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MONACO
CONVENT OF LAGHETTO
MENTONE FROM HOTEL d'ITALIE
STRADA LUNGA, MENTONE
PONT S. LOUIS, MENTONE
PEGLL\
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GRIMALDI .
VENTIMIGLIA . .
AT BORDIGHERA .
SASSO .
DOLCEACQUA
APRICALE
S. MICHELE .
AT REBEKAH's WELL, NEAR
AT S. REMO .
AT S. REMO .
AT S. REMO .
GLEN AT S. REMO
COLLE .
LAMPEDUSA FROM TAGGIA
CASTELLARO
LA MADONNA DI LAMPEDUSA
APPROACH TO BADALUCCO
BADALUCCO .
CERIANA
S. STEFANO AL MARE .
CATHEDRAL OF ALBENGA
AT SAVONA .
CLOISTER OF S. MATTEO, GENOA
STAIRCASE OF PALAZZO DELL' UNIVl:
SEA FORT, RAPALLO .
APPROACH TO SESTRI .
THE PASS OF BRACCO .
GATE OF PORTO VENERE
LERICI ....
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CHAPTER I
INTRODUCTORY
'X'RAVELLERS to the south of France generally hurry
-*- straight through to Marseilles, and the winter season
will not tempt them to linger. In warm weather there is
much worth visiting on their way. In the northern part of
their route, the best halting-places for two nights are Sens,
with an excursion to Villeneuve sur Yonne ; Tonnerre or
Montbard, for the great Burgundian chateaux of Tanlay and
Ancy le Franc, and the Abbey of Fontenay ; Dijon, with
excursions to Fontaine, Bussy Rabutin, and Beaune ;
Macon, with excursions to Cluny and Paray le Monial ;
Villefranche, for Ars and its sacred memories ; Lyons, with
an excursion to Vienne.
After leaving Lyons, the most attractive resting-places
are Valence, with its excursion to Cruas, Rochemaure,
and Viviers ; Montelimar, with its excursion to the cele-
brated Chateau de Grignan ; the excursion to S. Paul trois
Chateaux and S. Restitut from the station of Pierrelatte ;
Orange and the excursion to Vaison ; Avignon, with the
excursions to the (i) Pont du Gard, (2) Carpentras and
Venasque, (3) Vaucluse, (4) Cavaillon and the Abbey of
Silvacane, and (5) Tarascon.
From Aries, with Aliscamps and Montmajour in its
immediate neighbourhood, there are even a more interest-
ing series of excursions to (i) Les Baux, the Petra of
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France, (2) the beautiful Roman remains at S. Remy, (3)
the curious Byzantine church of S. Gilles, (4) S. Maries de
la Mer, the capital of the Camargue.
S. Chamas, with its fine Roman bridge, may be visited
Montmajour.
between Aries and Marseilles. All these places are fully
described in ' South-Eastern France.'
On emerging from the Tunnel de la Nerte, the Medi-
terranean appears on the r., and Marseilles, overlooked by
its Chapelle de la Garde, and its islands of the Chateau
d'lf, the rocky Pomegue and Ratonneau, are seen in the
distance.
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' En parvenant aux derrieres hauteurs qui dominent Marseille, on
est saisi subitement d'un spectacle magnifique, qui, enflammant Joseph
Vernet, hii rcvela son genie et sa vocation. Deux grandes chaines de
rochers s'entr'ouvrent, embrassent un vaste espace, et, se prolongeant
dans la mer, viennent expirer tres avant dans les flots. Marseille est
enfermee dans cette enceinte. Lorsque, arrivant du Nord, on parvient
sur la premiere cliaine, on aper5oit tout a coup ce bassin immense ;
son etendue, son eblouissante clarte vous saisissent d'abord. Bientot
apres on est frappe de la forme du sol et de sa singuliere vegetation.
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Pont S. Flavien, S. Chamas.
II faut renoncer ici aux croupes arrondies, a la parure si riche et si
verdoyante des bords de la Saone et de la Garonne. Une masse
immense de calcaire gris et azure forme la premiere enceinte ; sur
chaque hauteur s'elevent des bouquets de pins d'ltalie qui forment
d'elegants parasols d'un vert sombre et presque noir. Des oliviers au
vert pale, a la taille moyenne, descendent le long des coteaux et con-
trastent, par leur petite masse arrondie, avec la stature elancee et le
superbe dome des pins. A leurs pieds croit une vegetation basse,
epaisse et grisatre. C'est la sauge piquante et le thym odorant, qui,
foules sous les pieds, repandent un parfum si doux et si fort.
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' Au centre du bassin, Marseille, presque cachee par un coleau long
et fuyant, se montre de profil, et sa silhouette, tantot cachee dans la
vapeur, tantot apparaissant entre les ondulations du sol, vient se
terminer dans I'azur des mers par la belle tour de Saint-Jean. Au
couchant, enfin, s'etend la Mediterranee, qui pousse dans les terres des
lames argentees. La Mediterranee, avec les iles de Pomegue et de
Ratonneau, avec ses Acts calmes ou agites, eclatants ou sombres, et
son horizon immense ou I'oeil revient et erre sans cesse en decrivant des
arcs de cercle eternels.'— 77^/6'/-j-, ' Le I\lidi de la France.''
The hillsides are all sprinkled with cottage-villas, called
hastides, before reaching
863 k. Marseilles .
CHAPTER II
MARSEILLES TO CANNES
' Luce e fiore ! Ecco in due parole sintetizzata la Cornice.'
— Le Cento Citta cV Italia.
[Onnnbtis : those of Hotels du Louvre, de Noailles, de Marseille,
and des Colonies, i fr. 50 c. ; the others i fr.
Carriages with two places, i fr. 25 c. by day, and i fr. 50 c. by
night for the course ; 2 fr. 50 c. the hour. With four places, i fr. 75 c.
by day, and 2 fr. by night the course ; 2 fr. 75 c. by day, and 3 fr. 50 c.
by night, the hour. Each package, 25 c.
Hotels : de Noailles, 24 Rue de Noailles ; de Marseille, 28 Rue de
Noailles ; dti Louvre et de la Paix, Cannebiere prolongee — these are
the three leading hotels in Marseilles, all sumptuous and expensive ;
des Colonies, 15 Rue Vacon (close to the Cannebiere), is old-fashioned,
and very clean and comfortable; r Orleans, Rue Vacon; dii Petit-
Louvre, 16 Rue Cannebiere ; de PUnivers, i Rue du Jeune Anacharsis.
At the station is the great Terminus hotel.
Post Office, 53 Rue Grignan.]
A DRIVE of two or three hours will usually be considered
■^~*- quite enough to give an impression of Marseilles — the
metropolis of the Mediterranean shore. The town has few
objects of interest. No one would linger here for pleasure.
The air is clear and the climate dry ; but Marseilles is
unendurable when the mistral blows — the terrible wind,
to which the ancient inhabitants erected altars, as to a
savage divinity. ' Marseille a livre au mistral le dernier
grain de sa poussiere,' says Mery. It is not, however,
entirely unwelcome, as it purifies the air, and drives away
the fevers engendered by the dirtiness of the streets in
this and in many other southern towns.
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The city is divided by two great arteries under varying
names, and its most central point may be said to be the
Rue Cannebiere, which, with its continuation of the Rue
de Noailles, is the handsomest street in Marseilles, and
the principal street leading to the old port. To the N.
of this is the old town, in which the principal artery is
the modern Rue de la Republique, whilst to many of
its narrow tortuous older streets a description of the last
century may still be applied.
' On risque d'etre convert d'ordures dans les rues etroites, nial
pavees, et fort sales. Faute de commodites, on jette tout par les
fenetres, sans autre avertissement que le mot : Passeres, qui arrive
souvent trop tard.' — ' Voyage du Pere Labat, 1709.'
The Latin name of the town was Massilia ; the Proven-
gals of the Middle Ages called it Marsillo. It is believed
to have been of Phocean origin.
' L'an 600 avant J. C, un vaisseau, parti de la ville ionienne de
Phocee, jeta I'ancre dans un golfe de la cote gallo-ligurienne, a Test
des bouches du Rhone. Ces rivages appartenaient aux Segobriges, un
des clans gaulois qui s'etaient maintenus dans le pays depuis I'etablisse-
ment des Ligures. Nann, chef ou roi des Segobriges, mariait ce jour-
la sa fille ; il fit aux etrangers un accueil hospitaller, et les invita au
festin. Suivant la coutume de ces peuples, la jeune vierge choisissait
lil:)rement un epoux entre ses pretendants reunis autour de la table de
son pere. Sur la fin du repas, d'apres I'usage, la fille de Nann parait,
une coupe a la main ; elle promene ses regards sur I'assemblee, s'arrete
en face du chef des Grecs et lui tend la coupe.
' Nann crut reconnaitre, dans le choix de sa fille, I'ordre des puis-
sances celestes ; il salua son hote comme son gendre, et lui donna pour
dot la plage ou les Grecs avaient pris terre. L'heureux voyageur
construisit sur une petite presqu'ile du golfe une ville qu'il appela
Massalie.' — He7iri Martin, ' Hist, de France.^
The early Marseilles was a republic governed by a
council of fifteen. Having risen to great power and im-
portance, it assisted the Romans to destroy Carthage and
conquer Liguria. But having taken part with Pompey,
it underwent a terrible siege from Caesar, who destroyed
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its fortifications, deprived it of its colonies, and occupied
it by a Roman garrison. The town early received Chris-
tianity, some say from Lazarus of Bethany, others from
S. Victor, martyred c. 288. Ravaged by Visigoths, Bur-
gundians, Saracens, and pirates, the X. c. found it almost
in ruins; but in 11 12 it reconstituted itself a republic,
with the exception of the 'ville haute,' which was ruled
by the bishop, and the faubourg governed by the abbot
of S. Victor. Thus in the Middle Ages there were three
separate towns. In 1256 they were taken by Charles
d'Anjou, in 1423 by Alphonso of Arragon ; but in 1524
the courage and devotion of its women saved it when
it was besieged by the Connetable de Bourbon. Under
Louis XIV. it was united to France.
The custom prevailed here till recently of parading an
ox with a little John Baptist through the streets three days
before the Fete Dieu. Nurses used to make their children
kiss the muzzle of the ox to preserve them from toothache.
The Cannebiere takes its name from rope-walks (Latin,
cannabis: Proven(jal, cannebe). At its entrance is the
Botirse, built 1852-60, from designs of Costa. 'Si Paris
avait la Cannebiere,' say the natives, ' Paris serait un petit
Marseille.'
Those who spend a single day at Marseilles may (in
the morning) take a carriage, or the tramway cars (10 c.)
marked ' Longchamp,' from the Bourse or Cannebiere, by
the handsome Rue de Noailles and the AUee de Meilhan,
planted with plane trees. On the 1. we see the Co7/rs
Belsunce, commemorating Monsignor de Belsunce, a bishop
who nobly devoted himself to the people during the plague
of Oct. 172 1. His statue, by Ramus, stands on the spot
where, with bare feet and a cord round his neck, he cele-
brated mass when the danger was at its height. The Cours
ends in the Arc de I'riomphe, built 1825-32, in honour of
the conquerors of Trocadero.
The modern Churcli of S. Vincent de Paul is from
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designs of the Abbe Pouguet. It is a noble I-atin cross,
with lofty aisles and chapels beyond them. The windows
of the clerestory are filled with stained glass.
Here the Longchamp tramway may be taken again by
the Cours du Chapitre and the Boulevard de Longchamp
to the splendid Palais des Arts, built since i860, from
designs of the native architect, Henri Esperandieu. The
waters of the Durance are made to fall between great bulls
below a group of statuary in the central pavilion, which is
connected by open semicircular porticoes with two vast
wings containing the museums. The parapet is feeble and
the details are insignificant, but the rush of water over
artificial rocks between masses of evergreens is magnificent,
almost as fine as the fountain of Trevi before the change
of government of Rome, and far finer than it is now. The
Palais du Trocadero, at Paris, is a very feeble imitation of
this building. The Musce des Beatix Arts, open daily from
8 to 12 and 2 to 6, except Mondays and Fridays, contains
one of the best provincial collections in France, though it
has such noble halls as are worthy of still better contents.
The pictures are named, but not arranged in the order of
their numbers. The lower halls are devoted to the French
school. The central hall on the first floor contains works
of the old masters, and some by native artists ; we may
notice, when we meet with them : —
52. Franfoise Duparc. La Vieille.
54. F. Duparc. La Tricoteuse — a very charming picture.
133. Nattie}-. Mme. de Pompadour as Aurora.
166-171. Pictures of merit by the native artist Pierre Piiget.
237. Tocqtie. Le Comte de S. Florentin.
238. Domeitico Feli. The Guardian Angel.
*33i. Periigino. La Famille de la Vierge— the best picture in the
collection. The Virgin and Child are throned with .S.
Anne behind them. At the sides are SS. Mary Cleopas,
Mary Salome, Joachim and Joseph, with six lovely children.
336. Zurbaran. A Franciscan Monk.
*397. Rubens. Boar Hunt.
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In the opposite wing are the Collections of Natural
History (open on Sundays and Thursdays to the public,
daily to strangers). They are admirably arranged. Perhaps
owing to the position of Marseilles, the collection' of
conchology is unusually perfect. From the colonnades of
the Palace is a fine view, Notre Dame de la Garde on its
rugged hill rising above the houses. Behind is a public
garden, opening on the r. to the charming Zoological Gar-
dens (i fr.), with pleasant mountain views.
It will be best to take the tram back to the Cannebiere,
and one of the open omnibuses to La Joliette. Here, close
to the docks, we see a huge mosque rising, which seems
to have been imported direct from Constantinople. This
is the modern Cathedral^ nobly placed on a platform over-
looking the port with its piers. It is built of alternate
courses of white and pale green stone. The vast interior
is even more like a mosque, with its yellow and red marble
walls, its grey, black, and dark-red pillars, and its white
marble cornices, balustrades, and capitals. The original
architect of the cathedral was Leon Vaudoyer, upon whose
death, in 1872, the work was intrusted to his pupil,
Esperandieu, and when he died, two years after, to M.
Revoil. The first stone was laid by the Prince President
in 1852, though the work was not actually begun till 1858.
Since then it has progressed very slowly. The cost has
already amounted to twelve million francs, and two million
more will be required to complete the work, without count-
ing the cost of furnishing, and an additional four hundred
thousand for the sacristies. A fragment of the old cathe-
dral of La Major (S. Marie Majeure) on the N. is to be
destroyed whenever the new edifice is finished. Here, and
in other old churches of Marseilles, the Passion was played
with marionettes till 1 760.
The Rue de la Cathedrale leads to Place de Lenche,
containing a mansion which belonged to the family of
Mirabeau, and where Louis XIV. and Anne of Austria
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stayed. Those who wish to see something of the old town
may return towards the Cannebiere by the Rue Caisserie
and Grande Rue, which will take them under the Hotel
Dieu, or they may take an airier way by the W. side of the
Vieux Port.
' Le port est une de ces choses qu'on ne trouve que la.' — Charles de
Brasses, 1739.
S. Victor, Marseilles.
The bodies of the Mameluks, pensioners of Napoleon I.,
so cruelly murdered by the Marseillais after the second
fall of the Emperor, for having presumed to rejoice over
his return from Elba, were thrown into this port.
In the afternoon ^ we may turn by the Quai du Rive
1 An omnibus runs from the Bourse to Notre Dame de la Garde, passing very
near S. Victor.
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Neuve along the E. side of the Port, to where, opposite
the Bassin de Carenage, a long staircase leads up to a
terrace, on which rise, like a fortress, the black, massive,
castellated towers of the curious old Church of S. Victor,
remnant of the famous abbey, founded by S. Cassien in 410,
destroyed by the Saracens, rebuilt 1040, again destroyed,
and finally rebuilt 1200-79, 8-"d fortified by Urban V. in
1350, of which date is the existing tower. In the cata-
combs of S. Victor it is said that S. Lazarus lived, and
that S. Victor is buried with his companions in martyrdom.
The crypt, belonging to the earliest church on the site,
communicates with a number of galleries and chapels cut
in the rock, and once contained many early Christian tombs,
now absurdly removed to the Museum. Urban V. was
abbot of S. Victor before he was pope, and he is buried here.
The Rue d'Andoune and Boulevard Tellene lead up
from S. Victor to the bare rocky hill — a noble position ill
occupied by the ugly pilgrimage church of Notre Dame de
la Garde, rebuilt 1864, on the site of an old chapel of
12 14, and filled with ex-votos. The view is exquisite over
the town and sea.
' Notre Dame de la Garde est a la fois im fort et une eglise. Le
fort est en grand mepris parmi les ingenieurs. L'eglise est en grande
veneration parmi les marins.
' II resulte de cette veneration dans laquelle est demeuree l'eglise, et
de ce discredit oil est tombe le fort, que celui-ci n'a plus aujourd'hui
que des madones pour ouvrages avances, et des penitents pour garnison.
II est vrai que, si I'on s'en rapporte a la quantite ^ex-voto suspendus
dans sa chapelle, il y a peu de vierges aussi miraculeuses que Notre
Dame de la Garde : aussi est-ce a elle que tous les mariniers provenfaux
ont recours dans I'orage ; et, le beau temps arrive, selonque la tempete
a ete plus ou moins terrible, ou que le votant a eu plus ou moins peur,
le pelerin lui apporte, pieds nus, en marchant sur ses genoux, Vex-voto
qu'il lui a promis. Une fois le vceu fait, il est au reste religieusement
accompli ; il n'y a peut-etre pas d'exemple qu'un marin, si pauvre qu'il
soit, ait manque a sa promesse. La seule chose qu'il se permette peut-
etre, c'est, quand il n'a pas designe positivement la matiere, de donner de
I'etain pour de I'argent et du cuivre pour de Tor.' — Alexandre Dumas.
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The handsome promenade of Ze Prado may be visited
after the descent. Here, in the Chateau Borely, is the Musee
des Antiques, containing a vast number of Roman and other
antiquities, including the IV. c. high-altar of S. Victor,
which had a much greater interest whilst left in the church.
The Promenade de la Corniche, following the shore for
a distance of 7 k., abounds in beautiful views.
An excursion may be made by boat to the Chateau
dPf, the state-prison built by Frangois I. The chamber is
shown where Mirabeau was imprisoned by order of his
father. At 3 k. are the dreary isles of Poinegue and
Ratonneau. The lie du Planier, with its lighthouse, is
seen in the far distance.
Omnibuses (50 c.) leave the Cours Belsunce for the
suburb of Les Aygalades. The road passes the XVIII. c.
Chateau de S. Joseph, once inhabited by Charles IV. of
Spain, now a Pensionnat of the Sacre-Cceur. The Chateau
des Aygalades, built by the Marechal de Villars, was for
some years the residence of Barras. Near the village is
a hermitage once inhabited by Monks of Mount Carmel,
who came from Palestine in the XIII. c. At the entrance
of the village is a (restored) bastide which belonged to
King Rene'.
Artists will go to paint the beautiful view of Marseilles
and its islands near the station of S. Antoine, 10 k., on the
way to Aix,
On leaving Marseilles by the coast railway, it will be
seen how all the life of Provence is on the seashore : the
inland towns are asleep. The hillsides near Marseilles
seem powdered with bastides.
' Les Proven9aux sont fiers de leurs bastides ; il n'y a vraiment pas
de quoi : pretention et misere, c'est le caractere de toutes ces maisons.
La bastide a de plus un agrement remarquable, c'est que, sous un ciel
generalement pur et sur un sol desastreusement sec, elle est une eponge
salpetree qui trouve moyen de ne jamais secher.' — George Sand.
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7 k. Za Poinnie. Close to this, at S. Dominique, is
the bastide of Casaulx, which belonged to the family of
Clary, of which one daughter married Bernadotte, the
other Joseph Bonaparte.
12 k. 6". Menet, the station for the sulphuric baths of
Camoins. To the N.E. is seen Afo/it Garlaban, which
serves as a thermometer to the district : when its top is
lost in mist, it will rain, according to the distich : —
' Garlaban a son capeou
Pren ton sa, saouve ti leou.'
The villages have the picturesque red roofs and curved
tiles of Provence, and the nearer hills, with their rich vege-
tation — firs above, olives below — become very beautiful
before reaching Aubagne. The country is much changed
since Arthur Young travelled along it, and wrote, " Nine-
tenths are waste mountain, and a wretched country of pines,
box, and miserable aromatics."
17 k. Aubagne. A fountain opposite the Hotel de Ville
commemorates the Abbe' Barthelemy, author of the Voyage
du Jeune Anacharsis en Grcce. The outline of the moun-
tain background is very striking.
8 k. E. is the Cistercian Abbey of S. Pons, founded 1205, and
ruined XV. c. 5 k. E. is the rich valley of Gemenos.
' O riant Gemenos, 6 vallon fortune,
J'ai revu ton coteau de pampres couronne,
Que la figue cherit, que I'olive idolatre,
Etendre en verts gradins son riche amphitheatre.'
Delille, ' V Homme des Champs!'
[Hence there is a branch line to Aix. From the station of Auriol,
or that of S. Maximin, the very important excursion to La Sainte
Baume may be made. See ' South- Eastern France.']
27 k. Cassis, the ancient Carsicis Portus. The town
is 3 k. S.S.W. of the station, which is on a bare rocky
height. Everything has a dusty, stony aspect. As the
train descends there is a view of the bay of —
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37 k. La Ciotat. The town, 4 k. S.W. of the hne (at
the foot of the picturesque triple rock called the Bee de
VAigle), which possesses the workshops of the Compagnie
des Messageries Maritimes, was founded 1851. A little N.
of the station is Ceyreste^ the ancient Cezerista. The ram-
parts of the Roman settlement remain. Outside the village
is a covered fountain, supposed to be of Greek origin.
44 k. ^. Cyr.
4 k. N.E. of the town is the rock-built Cadiere, with a double line
of fortifications surrounding its ruined castle of XI. c. The church is
XVI. c.
The line makes a great curve to the S. and passes a
tunnel before descending into the bay of Ba?idol.
58 k. Ollioules-S.-Nazaire. Ollioules, 3^ k. N.E., is situ-
ated amid orange-groves at the foot of precipitous rocks.
The views to the 1. of the line are very striking.
62 k. La Seyne (Hotel : de la Mediterranee). A ship-
building town.
From La Seyne a pleasant excursion may be made to the pro-
montory of Cap Side.
' Ce coin de terre est la pointe la plus meridionale que la France
pousse dans la Mediterranee, car la presqu'ile de Giens, aupres des iles
d'Hyeres, est un doigt presque detache, tandis que ceci est une main
dont le large et solide poignet est bien soude au corps de la Provence.
Cette main s'est en partie fermee, abandonnant au flot qui la ronge
deux de ses doigts mutiles, la presqu'ile du cap Cepet, qui formait son
index, et les ilots des Ambiers, qui sont les phalanges rompues de son
petit doigt. Son pouce ecourte ou rentre est la pointe de Balaguier,
qui protege la petite rade de Toulon d'un cote, et de I'autre le golfe du
Lazaret.' — George Sand, ' Ta maris.'
The ancient town of Six-Fours is connected with the sea by a
Roman paved way called le cheniin romain de S. Madelei)ie. The
church is XVII. c, over a crypt of X. c, which contains a font for
baptism by immersion and an early christian altar. On the plateau
called Courtine, above the town, is a fortress near a ruined XV. c.
chapel. Hence we may visit the port of Brusq, where Gregory XL,
going from Avignon to Rome, was kept three days by a tempest in
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1376. From the port a path leads to CaJ> Moiiret, and the farthest
point of the promontory, which has a chapel of Notre Dame de la
Garde. Then the Piage des Sablettcs, the Cap Cepet, the pleasant and
attractive bathing-place of Tainan's, and Fori Napoleon may be visited.
67k. Toulon (Hotels: Gra7id ; Victoria; dii Louvre;
du Nord). This fortress town, of little interest to travellers,
and terribly unhealthy as a residence, is supposed to have
been founded by Phenicians in IX. c. or X. c. a.c. It
only began to have any maritime and military importance
after the building of its great towers by Louis XII. and
Francois I., and its real fortune only dates from the erec-
tion of its fortifications by Vauban under Louis XIV. The
dockyard of Toulon was destroyed in Nov. 1793 by Sir
Sidney Smith, before the evacuation of the town by the
British troops, vainly urged to protect the Royalist inhabi-
tants and refugees in the town from the Republicans, who,
when they entered the town, massacred more than 6000 of
those who were left to their mercy,^ and decreed that the
very name of Toulon should be blotted out, and the com-
mune called in future Port-la-Montagne.
There are no buildings of interest in Toulon. The
Cathedral dates from 1096^ but has been completely
modernised. There is a pleasant walk along the quay of
the port, where, till 1873, numbers of galley-slaves used to
be seen at work, as described by Victor Hugo. The three
Arsenals — Maritime, Castigneaii, and Moiirillon — with their
wilderness of foundries, forges, warehouses, and armouries,
will be visited by those interested in naval defence.
On the S. of the great harbour, on the N. side of the
' presqu'ile ' of Cap Cepet, is the Hospital of S. Mandrier
(steamer 35 c), situated in pleasant gardens, on the site
of a hermitage, where the bones of S. Mandrier, a Roman
proconsul, and of S. Flavien, Bishop of Tauroentum, with
those of other martyrs, have been discovered.
An omnibus starts every hour from the Place d'ltalie
1 For terrible details of these horrors see Taine, La Revolution.
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for the M>rf Lamalgue (built from plans of Vauban in 1674)
and the Cap Brim, at the E. side of the little harbour.
' Les deux rades et le port qui ont fait la prosperite de Toulon sent
parfaitement garantis des vents du large par le massif presque insulaire
du Cap Sicie et par le puissant mole qui forme au devant du golfe la
peninsule du Cap Cepet : jamais tempete n'y causa de naufrage ; la
mer y est un lac. Aussi I'etat s'est-il empare de cette magnifique nappe
d'eau pour en faire sa grande station navale mediterranee. L'arsenal
maritime, bati a la fin du dix-septieme siecle sur les plans de Vauban,
et agrandi depuis cette epoque par la plupart des gouvernements qui se
sont succedes, est un prodigieux ensemble d'usines, de fabriques, de
magasins de toute espece, d'etablissements divers, occupant une surface
totale de 270 hectares et se developpant le long des rivages de la baie
sur une etendue de 8 kilometres : la construction de tous ces edifices,
jointe au creusement des bassins, des cales et des darses qui s'y rami-
fient, n'a pas coute moins de 160 millions.' — ]i,lisie Rechis.
The limestone mountain which overlooks Toulon on
the N. is Le Faron or Pharon.
' Vu de face, c'est-a-dire, de la mer, le Pharon n'est qu'une masse
grise absolument nue et aride, qui, par ses formes molles, ressemble a
un gigantesque amas de cendres moutonnees par le vent ; mais les
lignes du profil expose a I'E. sont splendides. Le Coudon est beau
de toutes les faces.' — George Sand, ' Taiiiaris.'
28 k. N. of Toulon, in a forest, is the ruined Chartreuse de Mon-
irieiix.
75 k. La Garde, a basaltic rock, is crowned by a ruined
castle and church. The railway passes through fields of
narcissus, grown for Parisian and English markets, before
reaching —
78 k. La Pauline.
[A branch line of 21 k. turns offr. to Hyeres.
{Onmibtts, 50 c. each person ; 25 c. each box.
Hotels: Continental ; des Palniiers ; des Ainhassadenrs ; du Pare;
des Etrangers ; des Hesperides ; des lies d' Hyeres. Pleasanter and
more popular with English residents, about i k. from Hyeres, are the
Hotel Ennitage and Grand Hotel Costabelle, uniler the same pro-
prietor, M. Peyron. These are delightful for great invalids — a bath of
sunshine and fresh air. They are most comfortable, but have risen
enormously in price since the Queen of England lived for a short time
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at the Grand Hotel. The ordinary pension price is 16 fr., with extras
in proportion ; a small bedroom 8 or 9 fr. a night. The HS/ei
d' Albion, also in the woods of Costabelle, has too frequently been
a prey to typhoid fever to be heartily recommended.
Can-iages. In the town, the course, i fr. 50 c. ; the hour, 2 fr. ;
a tariif (very dear) for the immediate drives.
Trannvay to the sea, 40 c. Five departures daily. )
Hyeres, situated on the S. slope of a hill, crowned by remains of a
castle and 5 k. from the sea, from which it is separated by a marshy
plain, is a comparatively sheltered winter residence, though it is not
entirely protected from the mistral.
' The curse of Hyeres is the north-west wind or mistral, which not
unfrequently rages with great violence, sweeping in tremendous gusts
down the valley of Hyeres on to the town or plain. This wind, the
magistral (niagister) or master-wind, almost invariably blows when the
sky is clear and the sun warm. It rises about 10 a.m., and blows
until sunset, or for an hour afterwards, and occasionally continues to
blow also during the night. The mistral blows at Hyeres upwards of
sixty-four days in winter, spring, and autumn.' — E.J. Sparks, ^Health
Resorts of the Riviera.^
The great preacher Jean Baptiste Massillon was born at Hyeres in
B
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1663. A terrace called P/ace des Pahniers has a pleasant view and
some indifferent palm-trees. A statue in the Place commemorates
Rene, the poet-king, whose gifts to Provence were the rose, the clove-
pink, and the muscat-grape. The old town on the hill-top retains
ramparts and towers of X. c. and XI. c. The XII. c. church of .5".
Paitl'\\7\.i been much altered. Some boulevards are lined with palm-
trees, but till they attain old age palms are excessively ugly.
' Hyeres est une assez jolie ville, grace a des beaux hotels et aux
innombrables villas qui la peujDlent et I'entourent, Sa .situation n'a
*^'W2/->f t
From S. Maxime.
rien remarquable. La colline, trop petite, est trop pres, la cote est
trop plate et la mer trop loin.' — George Sand, ' Tai/ian's.'
The most frequented walk is that to the Hermitage, a modern
chapel on the hill to the .S., covered with woods, chiefly of Aleppo
pine {Piniis halepensis). Below the chapel, towards the S.W., are the
principal hotels of Costabelle — the Ermitage and the Grand Hotel.
They have a view which is made beautiful by the space of light and
sunshine, overlooking hills clad with fir and olives to the glistening
bay and islands and tame outline of distance. There are pretty little
waller Merimee.
Local legend describes S. Marguerite as having lieen the sister of
S. Honorat. She lived in the same island in a separate monastic house,
but every month she visited her brother. This was contrary to his
severe monastic ideal, and he prayed that the sea might divide them.
That night the islands were separated by a gulf; but to console his
sister S. Honorat promised that he would visit her whenever the cherry-
trees blossomed. Then S. Marguerite prayed in her turn, and in answer
to her prayer the cherry-trees blossomed every month, and twelve
times a year the short-sighted S. Honorat was compelled, by his own
act, to cross the sea to visit her. In local shrines, S. Marguerite is seen
trampling upon the serpents with which the Lurins abounded.
The He S. Honorat (40 min.), originally known as Lerina or Planasia,
is as picturesquely beautiful as it is curious. Its unfailing spring
attracted the Greek colony, which gave the name of their pirate chief,
Leros, to the group. In spite of its having been captured so often by
Saracens, Genoese, Spaniards, and Austrians, it was the centre of mon-
astic life in the South of France through the Middle Ages, and was at
one time inhabited by 3700 monks. It continues to be a very touching
and interesting spot. Amongst its remains are those of a church dedi-
cated to S. Honorat, and a small Arch raised to his honour ; and of the
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Convent of S. Ho>iorat and its simple cloister, with circular vaulting.
The Castle is said to have been founded by Abbot Aldebert II. in
1073. Outside it is a strongly fortified keep, but within are all the
appuitenances of a monastery. There are a very curious and interest-
ing cloistered court, two storeys of arches, and, on the first floor, the
Chapellc S. Croix. Remains may be seen of several of the seven other
chapels which existed on the island. The Chapelle de la S. Trinite, at
the E. point, has a rude nave of two bays, and a triapsal choir with a
small dome. The Chapelle S. Saiiveur, on the N. (modernised), is
octagonal in plan, with a niche on each side internally. On the S. are
small remains of the Chapelle S, Porchaire.
' The sea took the place of the desert, but the type of monastic life
which the solitaries had found in Egypt was faithfully preserved. The
Abbot of Lerins was simply the chief of some thousands of religious
devotees, scattered over the island in solitary cells, and linked together
by the common ties of obedience and prayer. By a curious concurrence
of events, the coenobitic life of Lerins, so utterly unlike the later mon-
asticism of the Benedictines, was long preserved in a remote corner of
Christendom. Patrick, the most famous of its scholars, transmitted
its type of monasticism to the Celtic Church which he founded in Ireland,
and the vast numbers, the asceticism, the loose organisation of such
abbeys as those of Bangor or Armagh, preserved to the twelfth century
the essential characteristics of Lerins. Nor is this all its historical
importance. What lona is to the ecclesiastical history of Northern
England, what Fulda and Monte Cassino are to the ecclesiastical his-
tory of Germany and Southern Italy, that this abbey of S. Tlonorat
became to the Church of .Southern Gaul. For nearly two centuries
and those centuries of momentous change, when the wreck of the Roman
Empire threatened civilisation and Christianity with ruin like its own
the civilisation and Christianity of the great district between the Loire,
the Alps, and the Pyrenees rested mainly on the abbey of Lerins.
Sheltered by its insular position from the ravages of the barbaric in-
vaders who poured down on the Rhone and the Garonne, it exercised
over Provence and Aquitaine a supremacy such as lona, till the Synod
of Whitby, exercised over Northumbria. All the more illustrious sees
of Southern Gaul were filled by prelates who had been reared at Lerins :
to Aries, for instance, it gave in succession Hilary, Caesarius, and Vir-
gilius. The voice of the Church was found in that of its doctors : the
famous rule of Faith, 'Quod ubique, quod semper, quod ab omnibus,
is the rule of Vincent of Lerins : its monk Salvian painted the agony of
the dying Empire in his book on the government of God ; the long
fight of semi-Pelagianisni against the sterner doctrines of Augustin was
chiefly waged within its bounds. . . .
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' Little remains to illustrate the earlier and more famous period of
the monastic history of Lerins, which extends to the massacre of its
monks by Saracen pirates at the opening of the eighth century. A well
in the centre of the island and a palm-tree beside the church are linked
to the traditional history of the founders of the abbey. Worked into
the later buildings we find marbles and sculptures which may have been
brought from the mainland, as at Torcello, by fugitives who had escaped
the barbaric storm. A bas-relief of Christ and the Apostles, which is
now inserted over the west gate of the church, and a column of red
marble which stands beside it, belong probably to the earliest days of
S. Honorat, lies des Lerins.
the settlement at Lerins. Li the little chapels scattered over the island
fragments of early sarcophagi, inscriptions, and sculpture have been
industriously collected and preserved. But the chapels themselves are
far more interesting than their contents. Of the seven which originally
lined the shore, two or three only now remain uninjured ; in these the
building itself is either square or octagonal, pierced with a single rough
romanesque window, and of diminutive size. The walls and vaulting
are alike of rough stone-work. The chapels served till the Revolution
as seven stations which were visited by the pilgrims to the island, but
we can hardly doubt that in these, as in the seven chapels at Glenda-
lough, we see relics of the earlier coenobitic establishment.
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'The cloister of the abbey is certainly of a date later than the
massacre of the monks, which took place, according to tradition,
in the little square of wild greensward which lies within it ; but the
roughness of its masonry, the plain barrel roof, and the rude manner in
which the low, gloomy vaulting is carried round its angles, are of the
same character as in the usual tenth-century buildings of Southern Gaul.
With the exception of the masonry of the side walls, there is nothing in
the existing remains of the abbey church itself earlier than its recon-
struction at the close of the eleventh century. The building has been
so utterly wrecked that little architectural detail is left ; but the broad
nave, with its narrow side aisles, the absence, as in the Aquitanian
churches, of triforium and clerestory, and the shortness of the choir
space, give their own individual mark to S. Honorat. Of the monastic
buildings connected with the church only a few rooms remain, and these
are destitute of any features of interest. They are at present used as an
orphanage by the Franciscans, whom the Bishop of Frejus, by whom
the island was purchased, has settled there as an agricultural colony.
' The appearance of the Moslem pirates at once robbed S. Honorat
of its old security, and the cessation of their attacks was followed by a
new danger from the Genoese and Calabrians, who infested the coast in
the fourteenth century. The isle was alternately occupied by French
and Spaniards in the war between Francis and Charles V. ; it passed
under the rule of commendatory abbots, and in 1789, when it was
finally secularised, the four thousand monks of its earlier history had •
shrunk to four. Perhaps the most curious of all the buildings of
Lerins is that which took its rise in the insecurity of its mediaeval
existence. The castle of Lerins, which lies on the shore to the S. of
the church, is at once a castle and an abbey. Like many of the great
monasteries of the East, its first object was to give security to its
inmates against the marauders who surrounded them. Externally its
appearance is purely military ; the great tower rises from its trench
deep cut in the rock, a portcullis protects the gate, the walls are pierced
with loopholes and crowned with battlements. But within, the
arrangements, so far as it is possible to trace them in the present
ruinous state of the building, seem to have been purely monastic. The
interior of the tower is occupied by a double-arched cloister, with
arcades of exquisite first-pointed work, through which one looks down
into the little court below. The visitor passes from this into the ruins
of the abbot's chapel, to which the relics were transferred for security
from the church of S. Honorat, and which was surrounded by the cells,
the refectory, and the domestic buildings of the monks. The erection
of the castle is dated in the twelfth century, and from this time we may
consider the older abbey buildings around the church to have been
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deserted and left to ruin ; but we can hardly grumble at a transfer
which has given us so curious a combination of military and monastic
architecture in the castle itself.' — /. J\. Green, ^ Stray Studies.'
' Who that enjoyed any spark of imagination, and any perception of
beauty, but must love the remembrance of such men as that monk of
the golden isles who lived towards the end of the fourteenth century
in the monastery of S. Honorat, whence in the spring and autumn lie
used to go alone into one of the delicious islands off Hyeres, where was
a little hermitage amidst the leafy houses of birds, where he used
to observe their beautiful plumage, and the different little animals
which resorted there, that he might paint them in the margins of
illuminated missals? Rene of Anjou possessed his Book of Hours.
Yoland of Arragon loved his company. "Tant sage, beau et prudens
il estoit," says C. Nostradamus.' — Ke7ielm Digby, ' Broadstone of
/Foiiour : ' Tancredus.
Those who stay long at Cannes will find much to
interest them in the patois and its characteristics and
circumvolutions. A number of Arabic words are still in
use, such as aujuhis (algibiz), sweet grape ; jasmin (yasmyn),
limotin (leymoun), endibo (endib), salata (salatha), serfoiiil
(serfoull), and trescalmi or S. John's wort. Many of the
names of the mountains are still Arabic.
'Among the peasantry figures of speech are in great request.
" Farewell" is not said : you only bow and say " A I'avantage," mean-
ing the pleasure of meeting again. The devil is called " Janicot";
the pig is " /^« noble veste de sedo,^' the gentleman in black silk ! Here,
as in Italian, diminutives abound. Bastide is a house, but a cottage
K a bastidotm ; and the Alpe turns to Amphiko and Aviplnhoim. A
little square is ?Lpati; a young child is s. pinchencto ; while a word
like "valley," lou vau or lou valado, can be modified into valengo,
valergo (pi. valergttes), valeto, valomi, and Tatat. There is a curious
habit of beginning or ending the sentences with a word that is irrele-
vant, or is at least as irrelevant as a word must be allowed to be that
has a dozen different meanings — or none. " 7e" (tiens 1) probably
opens the phrase ; Ve (voyez-vous) occurs somewhere in the argument,
and allons I possibly brings the whole to a close.' — Author of'' Vera,'
' The Maritime Alps.''
[A branch line leads in 20 min. from Cannes, by (12 k.) Moiians-
Sartoiix, with its fine umbrella pines, to the base of the hill occupied
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39
by (20 k.) Grasse (Hotels : De la Poste — best, though old-fashioned ;
Grand — good but dear, with a fine view). But most visitors will drive.
The distance by road is 17 k.
Grasse in the XII. c. was a little republic, and formed an alliance
offensive and defensive with Pisa, but it suffered from the quarrels of
Guelfs and Ghibellines as represented by the families of Esclapon and
Sicard, and on the triumph of the Guelf faction in 1198, abandoned
the alliance of Pisa for that of Genoa. The republic came to an end
in 1226.
The view from Grasse over various wooded ranges to the sea is
gloriously beautiful — an aerial bath of sunshine ; but the very steep
streets are fatiguing. The town contains few antiquities. A tower,
which some consider to be of Roman origin, joins the Hotel de Ville,
formerly the bishop's palace. Near it is the Cathedral, a simple build-
ing of Xn. c. and XIIT. c, with very broad and peculiar triforium
galleries. It contains a picture (the Washing of the Feet) by Fragonard,
who was a native of Grasse. The XI. c. polygonal domed chapel of
S. Hilaire is used as a powder magazine. In the chapel of the Hospital
are three early works of Rubens, painted in three months (1602), in his
twentieth year, for a convent at Rome. Visitors are chiefly attracted
by the perfumeries, to supply which the country round the town is laid
out in gardens. On an average the district yields annually : —
lbs.
Orange bl
ossoms ....
1,475,000
Rose .
530,000
Jasmine
100,000
Violet
75,000
Cassia
45,000
Geranium
leaves ....
30,000
Tuberose blossoms ....
24,000
Jonquil
5,000
Not to mention lavender, which yields a produce of ;^3o an acre.
It requires 10,000 rose plants or 80,000 jasmine plants to cover an
acre. The violets are incapable of bearing the terrible sun, so are
planted in the shade of walls, or close under the lemon or orange trees.
' Les pentes, qui s'inclinent vers la mer de Nice de maniere a
recevoir en plein les rayons bienfaisants du midi, sont beaucoup plus
semblables aux versants septentrionaux de la Mauretanie qu'elles ne le
sont aux contrees situees immediatement au noid et separees seulement
par I'epaisseur d'une chaine de montagnes. Aussi des geologues et des
naturalistes, frappes par la grande analogic des climats, des roches, de
la faune et de la flore, ont-ils pu dire avec raison que le littoral du sud
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de la Provence et celui du nord de I'Atlas constituent, avec les cotes
meridionales de I'Espagne, une partie du monde distincte, intermediaire
entre I'Europe et I'Afrique.' — Elisie Rechis.
' The French kings patronised the perfumers of Grasse. We hear
first of a certain Doria dei Roberti (1580), mcdecin die roy, but also
perftiineiir de la roy lie ; and again of a certain Tombarel, who called
himself "of Florence," because these men were, in the matter of their
art, proud to profess themselves disciples of those perfumers of Florence
to whom the Medici were wont to resort for their perfumed or poisoned
gloves. Langier, the perfumer to Louis XVI., lived in the house which
is now the Hotel de la Poste, but the expansion of the flower trade of
Grasse since the Revolution is entirely owing to the initiative of M.
Perolle. This generous citizen, the same who presented the Rubens
pictures to the chapel of the Hospital, sent two boxes of his wares to
Paris, and from this timid venture commenced his trade with the
capital and with Europe. Grasse now coins money from her flowers,
and she will continue to do so, after American wheat has undersold the
corn, and phylloxera ravaged the vines, and disease diminished the oil
of the district lying between the Siagne and the Var.' — Atithoress or
' Vera,' ' The Maritime Alps:
Those who spend a winter at Cannes often in the spring make a
three days' excursion in the mountain villages behind Grasse, and may
sleep either at (15 k.) S. Cesaire or (12 k. from Grasse) 6". Vallier de
Thyeis (the ancient Castrum Valerii), a bleak village drearily situated
near the source of the Siagne. If we follow the gorge of the river from
hence, at about 5 k. from S. Vallier, we shall reach the spot where it
flows beneath the very curious natural arch called Pont-a-Dieii.
S. Chaire is a curious old town, with a simple church of XIII. c.
above a ravine of great picturesqueness, which contains the caverned
fountain called La Fozcx, whence the water issues which supplies Cannes
and Vallauris. 5 k. distant to the W. is the well-preserved tunnel de
Roquetaillade, formed by the Romans for the canal of Frejus.
Another excursion from Grasse (on the road or the rail to Nice — see
later), which may also be made in the day from Cannes, is that to the
Saut de Lojip, a waterfall in the fine rift of the mountains, which is so
great a feature in the views from Cannes, and which is known as the
Gorge de Courmes or de S. Ai-nonx. The rocks here rise abruptly to
400 met. above the torrent. In the upper part of the gorge are the
ancient fortified village of Goiirdon, with the Fontaine Sainte, rising in
a cave, and the rock-built Hermitage of S. Arnoitx. The scenery is very
wild and striking.
One of the most striking gorges in the hills, which may be reached
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from Grasse, is the Chise de S. Auhan, 52 k. N. in the direction of
Puget-Theniers.
For the interesting road from Grasse to (121 k.) Digne see South-
Westcnt France. "[
Le Pont-a Dieu.
200 k. Go/fejuan. The station for Vallauris (omnibus,
I fr.), see p. 33. Here Napoleon I. landed fron-' Elba.
A number of French ironclads are generally moored in
the bay.
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' Un trait remarquable de mobilite, c'est le royalisme decroissant,
puis I'imperialisme croissant des journaux serviles, dans les vingt jours
que I'aigle imperiale emploie a voler du golfe Juan aux tours de Notre
Dame. En mettant le pied sur la plage proven9ale, Napoleon est le
Corse aventitrier ; le lendemain, ce n'est plus que rustirpateitr ; a
Grenoble, I'illustre voyageur redevient Bonaparte ; parvenu a Lyon, il
a reconquis le titre de General Bo7iaparte ; a Chalons, reparait le pre-
nom glorieux de Napoleon ; a Auxerre, P Empereiir est reintegre dans
toute sa dignite souveraine ; a Fontainebleau, I'on re^oit avec enthou-
siasme le grand homnie, le sauveiir, Petoile de la France ; enfin, le 21
Mars au matin, la feuille officielle annonce que, la veille, sa inajeste
ivipcriale et royale a fait son entree dans sa capital e au bruit des accla-
mations unanimes.' — Tottchard Lefosse, ' Hist, de Paris.^
[An excursion may be taken to (3 k. ) Biot, where a peculiar kind
of pottery was formerly made, with a very fine glaze. The village was
founded in the XIII. c. by the Genoese, who called it Buzoto, and it
belonged to the Templars, and afterwards to the Knights of Malta.
The church, re-consecrated in 1472, is of Templar origin, and contains
a very curious picture in compartments, either by Brea or his master,
Jean Miraiheti.]
203 k. /nan les Fins. The Grand Hotel, facing the
sea, is convenient for artists wishing to work near the old
town of Antibes, being much nearer than the hotel at the
Cap. The situation is dreary, but there are pleasant walks
inland.
205 k. Antibes {Hotel du Cap, most excellent, and admir-
ably managed by M. Sella, one of the quietest and best
winter residences on the Riviera for invalids who are not
seriously ill), the ancient Antipolis, the sentinel which pro-
tected the Phocean colonies against the incursions of the
Ligurians. Its bishopric was transferred to Grasse in 1243.
Some very small remains have been discovered of a Roman
theatre, aqueduct, and of the cemetery, where, amongst
other relics, was found a stone with the touching inscrip-
tion, ' D. M. pueri Septentrionis. An. xii. qui Antipoli in
theatro biduo saltavit et placuit.' The town, as seen
from a little creek beyond the fort, with its bastions and
lofty orange-coloured towers, juts out most picturesquely
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43
into the sea, and has a background of marvellous beauty in
the long range of peaks of the Maritime Alps, always white
with snow in winter. Indeed, those who linger to enjoy
this scene from one of the coves of the western bay, in the
orange lights and pink shadows of sunset, will agree that it
is the most beautiful seaside view in France.
The delightful promontory of CaJ> d'Antibes has en-
chanting views towards the snow mountains and Nice on the
E., and across the bay of Cannes with its islands to the
purple chain of the P^sterel on W. The immense number
Antibes.
of villas has rather cut up the Cape, and spoilt it for pedes-
trians. The gardens of the Villa Eilen Roc are open on
Tuesdays and Fridays, entrance i fr. Close to the light-"
house, on the highest point of the Cape, is the ancient
pilgrimage chapel of Notre Dame de la Garde full of
curious ex-votos, and containing a graceful Madonna by
Simon Vouet. It is approached from the sea by a long
stony Via Crucis, with a number of shrines. In the Villa
Close, near the rocky point called Plan de V Islette, is the
singular insulated tomb of Mr. Close. The huge palatial
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Hotel du Cap is beautifully situated in large grounds of its
own, is exposed to full sunshine, and has an exquisite view
towards Golfe Juan and Cannes. The arid promontory
below is occupied by a curious imitation of an Eastern
mosque.
Fort of Antibes.
' To look at it from the outside, the Cap d'Antibes is just a long low
spit of dull olive-grey land, but, within, it has sea and mountain views
most gloriously beautiful. To the east you see everything you can see
from Nice, to the west you see everything you can see from Cannes ;
to the north, a gigantic range of snow-covered Alps ; to the south, and
all around, the sky-blue Mediterranean. For the Cape is a promontory
made up of little promontories, each jutting into the sea at all possible
angles, and with endless miniature bays, mimic islets, their white
rocks jagged and worn by the dashing waves, that break over them in
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45
ceaseless spray, even in glassy weather. To sit among oranges, olives,
and palms, as at Algiers or Palermo, and yet look up from one's seat
under one's vine and fig-tree, to see the snow-clad Alps glowing pink
in the sunset as at Zermatt or Chamouni, is a combination of incongruous
delights nowhere else to be met with in Europe.'— Grant Allen.
' I do not consider the situation suitable for serious invalids, espe-
cially in advanced stages of phthisis. The Cape is breezy and airy, an
Cagnes.
admirable home for children or for adults who need sunshine and country
walks and a warm southern climate ; but very feeble people might find it
too windy. At the same time, its intensely marine position, surrounded
on three sides by the Mediterranean, makes a residence there much
like passing a winter on the deck of a ship in genial sub-tropical seas,
and the moisture in the atmosphere ensures comparative freedom from
the brusque changes of temperature experienced at sunset at Cannes
or Nice. The spot, in short, has the usual equability of all peninsular
climates. But it is a place, not for gaiety, but for rest and quiet.'—
P. S. in the ' Ti?nes.'
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' The sunlight of centuries has baked to a most brilliant hue the
limestone of which Vauban built his fort. In fact, artists are always
charmed with Antibes. Meissonier's sketches of it are delightful, and
M. Zuber's clever brush has been employed on the long lines of sea
and shore, on the mysteries of interlacing olive boughs, and on the
poetic details of a truly Proven9al landscape. It is from Antibes that
the snowy chain of the Maritime Alps can best be studied, from the
Mont Monnier at the north-western horizon to the Baisse de S. Veran
Carros.
at the oilier end of a line of peaks which hide the actual Col de Tende
from our eyes. It is impossible to tire of such a panorama.' — 7/ie
Maritime Alps.
213k. Vence-Cagnes. The village of Cagnes (2 k. 1.) occu-
pies a hill crowned by a picturesque castle of the Grimaldi,
occupying the site of a temple of Venus, and containing
curious old rooms with frescoed ceilings, one of them repre-
senting the Fall of Phaeton, and attributed to Carlone.
VENCE 47
[Far the best excursions in the neighbourhood of Cannes are those
which are usually made from the station of Cagnes. Vcncc (lo k.).
occupying the site of Ventium, the capital of the Nerusii, is a hill-set
town, which belonged in the middle ages to the great family of Ville-
neuve. It had a bishopric, founded c. 374 (afterwards united to Frejus)
frequently illustrious from its prelates, including S. Andin, S. Eusebe,
S. Veran, S. Lambert, Pope Paul III., the learned Guillaume le Blanc,
Pierre de Vair, Godeau, and Surian. The former Cathed^-al, founded
in IV. c, on the site of a temple, and much enlarged in X. c, XII. c,
and XV. c, has a number of ancient inscriptions built into the walls.
The lectern, stalls, and organ are late XV. c. In the chapel of S. Veran
the altar is said to be the tomb of the saint. The tomb of S. Lambert,
with a XII. c. inscription, is in the chapel dedicated to him. The
epitaph of Bishop Godeau (1672) commemorates the favourite of
Richelieu, who obtained his good graces by dedicating to him a para-
phrase of the Psalms, which begins with the words, '■ Benedicite omnia
opera Doniiui^ on receiving which the powerful cardinal said, ' Monsieur
I'Abbe, vous me donnez Benedicite, et moi je vous donne Grasse.'' The
Pope afterwards allowed Godeau to hold the bishopric of Vence with
that of Grasse. 'II etait fort enclin a I'amour,' says Tallemant des
Reaux, 'et comme il etait naturellement volage, il a aime en plusieurs
lieux.'
' Grasse profondera,
Nice jouceres sera,
Antibes bombardera,
Vence, Vence sera !
Et donnera du vin
A qui n'en aura pas.' — Nostradaiiiits.
' Vence is a very quiet dreamy place. No one would believe that
the regiments of Charles V. once bivouacked in its square, that the
bold Lesdiguieres had to raise the siege laid to her gates, or that
Massena drilled in her streets soldiers who were to go out and conquer
the world. Vence now grows violets for the perfume factories, and
the dust has gathered deep above the tombs of her bishops, as over the
bones of her saints.' — TJie Maritime Alps.
On the Terrasse de S. Martin (i k.) are ruins of a house of the
Templars.
It is most well worth while to proceed 6 k. beyond Vence by a
mountain road to the village of S. Jeannet — so called from the Knights
of S. John of Jerusalem — most picturesquely situated at the foot of a huge
precipice of red and grey rock — ' le baou rouge' — which is a principal
feature in views from the drives near Nice. The women here have a
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great reputation for sorcery, and high on the mountain is a huge old
nut-tree, where the witches are believed to hold their sabbat. Hence, a
terraced road, high above the ravine occupied by the usually dry bed
of the Var, with views perfectly sublime in their beauty, leads along the
edge of the hills to (14 k.) Carros (Carrozza), a most striking little
fortified mountain town, with a castle ; and to (16 k.) Le Broc, with a
church of 1563 and XV. c. hospital, overlooking the confluence of the
Var and Esteron. There are few finer scenes than those near the two
last-named villages, but the snow on the mountains, contrasting with
the deep purple ravines, makes them far more striking in spring
S. Pol.
than in summer. Taking another direction from Vence, we may visit
(5 k.) .^S'. Po/, an old fortified village, containing many ancient houses of
architectural interest, and possessing a glorious view over mountains
and sea. In the Maison Siiraire are a splendid chimney-piece and
curious staircase. The excursion, also, is well worth while to an artist.
A very interesting mountain road, much superseded by the railway,
leads from Vence to (23 k.) Grasse, by (6 k.) Tourette, which retains its
old walls and the three towers whence it derived its name, and (13 k.)
Z£i>(r;-(near the Gorge de S. Arnoux), with an old castle, and a churcli
with a Roman inscription built into its tower, and, in its sacristy, a
X. c. tabernacle with a representation of the Dance of Death. At 12 k.
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from Vence pedestrians may turn aside 1. by the hamlet of Covrmette-
Vieille, and (leaving on 1. the village of Courtiies, which has a tomb of
one of the famous Cormis family in its church) ascend to (14 k. from
the main road) the singular mountain town of Coitrsegoides, which has
its little square and Hotel de Yille. Hence the Cheiron (1778 met.)
may be ascended in 3 hrs. There is a magnificent view from the
summit.]
219 k. Le Var, a station near the long bridge over the
wide, usually dry bed of the Var, which formerly was the
boundary between France and Italy. The river, which
gives its name to a Department, rushing and rapid in its
upper course, becomes, as it nears the sea, either an im-
petuous flood, which numerous dykes can scarcely keep
in check, or a mere thread of water winding through
an immense bed of stones. Hence, passing the fishing
suburbs of S. Helhie, Magnan, and 5. F/iiiippe, we soon
reach —
225 k. A^ice (Nizza)
CHAPTER IV
NICE AND MONACO
[Hotels : des Anglais, Westminster, Mediter ranee, Luxembourg,
Rome (all very expensive), Promenade des Anglais ; Grand Hdtel de
Nice, Boulevard Carabacel ; Anglettrre, Grande Bretagne, and de
France, in the square called Le Jardin Public ; des ties Hritajiniqties,
Beaiirivage (good and reasonable), Quai du Midi ; Cosmopolitain,
de la Paix, and Grand, Quai S. Jean Baptiste (more noisy and
bohemian) ; Riviera Palace, half-way to Cimies (enormously expensive) ;
Grand Hdtel, Excelsior, and Regina (unfinished 1896), at Cimies ; de
Montboron (enormously expensive), in a beautiful position, with a fine
view, above the road to Villafranca. Hotel de Geneve, good and more
economical. . In the dull, flat suburb towards S. Barthelemy is the
HStel Windsor, good and reasonable. Des Etrangers, Suisse, Louvre,
and Paradis, tolerable, but second-rate.
In a high position above S. Barthelemy is the delightful Hotel S.
Barthelemy or Villa Arson, beautifully situated, a very comfortable and
economical pension for winter residence, with a most enchanting garden
belonging to an ancient villa. This is far the best winter home for
those who do not wish for housekeeping, and the situation and water are
extremely salubrious. The Hotels des lies Britanniques, des Eltrangers,
and S. Barthelemy or Villa Arson are alone open in summer.
Pensions : Anglaise, Promenade des Anglais ; Lnteniationale, 2
Petite Rue S. £tienne. In the Quartier S. Philippe is the Villa
Verdier, an admirable electro-hydropathic establishment, with the little
Hdtel Belvidere near it.
' Nice is a home for the millionaire and the working-man. The
intermediate class is not wanted. Visitors are expected to have money
are welcomed on that account ; and if they have to look to pounds,
shillings, and pence, had much better remain at home.' — M. Bctham
Edwards.
' Dans les hotels, on distingue deux categories : le client et le
passatit. Pour le premier, on a tous les egards possibles, mais il n'en
faut de tout que le second jouisse de la meme consideration. On
.so
NICE 51
regarde les voyageurs qui ne sejoiirnent pas, conime un passage de
cailles qu'il s'agit de plumer, et les hoteliers ne s'en font pas faute.' —
C. Brainne.
Carriages : with one horse and two places, the course, i fr. by day,
I fr. 50 c. by night ; the hour, 2 fr. 50 c. and 3 fr. With one horse
and four places, the course, i fr. by day, 2 fr. by night ; the hour, 2 fr.
50 c. and 3 fr. With two horses and four places, the course, i fr. 50 c.
by day, 2 fr. by night ; the hour, 3 fr. and 3 fr. 50 c. The limits of a
course are those of the town itself.
Post Office and Telegraph : 2 Place de la Liberie, and Place
Grimaldi.]
"VT ICE, the capital of the Departement des Alpes-Mari-
-*- ^ times, is much frequented as a sunny winter resi-
dence, but is ravaged in spring by violent mistral, which fills
the air with a whirlwind of dust. It is a great, ugly, modern
town, with Parisian shops and a glaring esplanade along
the sea. A union of several towns compose it— the ' vi7/e
moderne,' or foreign quarter, stretching along the shore as
far as the bed of the Paillon torrent, and the 'vi7/e ceutraie,^
containing the principal shops and native residences, which
is separated from the ' ville du port ' by the rock of the
chateau : besides these, the great suburbs of Carabacel and
S. Etienne are ever increasing inland.
Nice still preserves its old Greek name of NtKr; — victory,
which the Phocean colonists gave it after a great victory
over the native Ligurians. Its first bishop, S. Bassus, was
martyred in 250. The town suffered much from the Sara-
cens, who occupied all the neighbouring mountain strong-
holds in the X. c. till their expulsion in 975. Afterwards
it fell successively into the hands of the Comtes de Pro-
vence, of the house of Anjou, and of the Comtes de Savoie,
undergoing numerous and terrible sieges. In 1859 it was
ceded with Savoy by Victor Emmanuel II. to Napoleon III.
The painters Carle Vanloo and Ludovico Brea (founder of
the Genoese school) were natives of Nice. In ^. Augustin
(2nd arcade r.) is a Pieta of 1489 by the same master.
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Massena was born, the son of a small woollen-draper, in
a narrow street near S. Reparata ; Garibaldi was born in a
house near the Boulevard de I'lmperatrice, where his brother
was murdered. In the Avenue de la Gare, where the trees
arch and meet overhead, is the modern cathedral of Notre
Nice from Chataignier.
Dame. The former cathedral, of S. Repaj-ata, is — not
unpicturesque — in the old town.
There is little worth notice at Nice except the exquisitely
beautiful scenery of the neighbourhood. The hill of the
Chateau (reached by the Avenue Eberle') has pleasant walks
NICE 53
and views, but its buildings were blown up by the Duke of
Berwick in 1706. In the cemetery is the grave of Leon
Gambetta, buried, 1880, beside his mother and aunt. The
house near the Port where Giuseppe Garibaldi was born
(July 19, 1807) has been pulled down. Paganini died in
14 Rue de la Prefecture. Marshal Massena was born
(May 7, 1768) in a house, now pulled down, on the Quai
S. Jean Baptiste. The Croix de Marbre, standing under a
little canopy opposite to the English Church, commemo-
rates a so-called conference, in 1538, between Paul III.,
Charles V., and Franc^-ois I. The Promenade des Anglais
extends for 2 k. along the shore from the Paillon to the
Magnan, and ends towards the E. at the Jardin Public.
In the sacristy of the Misericordia, near the Prefecture, is a
good picture representing La Madonna della Misericordia,
by the rare artist, Jean Miraiheti, the master of Ludovico
Brea, an'd founder of the Nice school. In the same sacristy,
much injured by restoration, is a Madonna by Ludovico
Brea} Near the Chemin de S. Etienne, behind the railway
station, the Russian memorial chapel recalls the death of
the Czarevitch Nicolas-iVlexandrovitch, April 24, 1865, in
the Villa Oscar-Bermond. Here the dying Grand-duke
placed the hand of his affianced bride, Princess Dagmar of
Denmark, in that of his brother Alexander, saying, ' Marry
my brother ; he is true as crystal, and I wish it,' and as
' Marie Feodorowna ' she became Empress of Russia.
The Carnival — as a means of making money — lasts
longer and is more observed at Nice than anywhere else in
Europe. The battles of flowers and of confetti — here bits
of coloured paper like little wafers — are very amusing to
children and peasants, and the costumes and decorated
carriages will recall the Carnival at Rome under the pros-
perous days of the Papacy. But it is a time for any one who
^ Ludovico (1450-1520?) and Antonio, the artists, were sons of Antonio Brea.
The best works of the more famous Ludovico are at Genoa, Savona, Albeuga,
Taggia, Cimies, and Nice.
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has no taste for such amusements to evade Nice. The
price of carriages rises enormously, and for rooms it is not
unusual to ask 50 or 60 frs. a night. Places in windows to
see the processions often fetch from 60 to 100 frs., partly
of course owing to the number of people who, owing to
Monte Carlo, have a flush of money to which they are un-
accustomed.
Villafranca.
Of the excursions round Nice —
I. Villefranche (Villafranca), with a station on the railway, is
reached most pleasantly by the road, which, passing the port, skirts
the promontory of MoiUboron by the sea. The old fishing town, with
its martello tower, its brown roofs, interspersed by domes of churches
and convents, and here and there a palm-tree waving above the crum-
bling houses, has a very Eastern aspect. In the narrow streets, heaps
VILLA FRA NCA
55
of oranges, dates, figs, and plums are piled up for sale on either side of
the broad sunny pavement. Below is the quay, where the deep blue
sea washes up among yellow rocks under the gaily- painted houses,
while a number of boats ply to and fro to carry visitors to the large
men-of-war which frequently lie at anchor in the harbour.
To the E. of Villafranca, by the new road to Monaco, or by sea
(4 k.), or rail from Nice, is the peninsula of Beaulieu, with a number of
pleasantly situated houses in a very warm situation sheltered by the
The Crucifix of Cimies.
rocks of the Petite- Aff>-iquc. A pleasant road turns off r. before reach-
ing Beaulieu to the charming little village and port of S. Jean, whence
the view is most beautiful towards Monaco. Charming walks may be
taken from hence on the wooded promontory of Cap Ferret, beyond
which, reached by enchanting pine woods above the sea, still quite
unspoilt, is the PresqiCile S. Hospice, on whose eastern point is a ruined
fort, built by Victor Amadeus I., and destroyed in 1706 by Marshal
Berwick. Near this is the ruined hermitage of S. Hospice, an anchorite
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of the VI. c, who prophesied the victories of the Lombards (' Venient
in Galliam Longobardi et vastabunt civitates septem ').
2. Cimies (to which there is an electric tram from Nice), reached
either by turning r. from Carabacel at the end of the Rue Gioffredo and
passing the gigantic Palace Hotel, or turning 1. near the end of the old
town from the road along the Paillon. The former route traverses the
small remains of the Roman Amphitheatre of Cimenelium, called by
the natives, ' II tino delle fade,' or the fairies' bath. Beyond this are
S. Barth^lemy, near Nice.
the huge and hideous hotels ot Cimies. The Grand Hotel has been
twice inhabited for a month by Victoria, Queen of England ; but its
view and sunshine have been recently spoilt by the erection (1896) of
the frightful Hotel Kegina, which has itself a poor view and a wretched
garden. The pleasant Villa Garin is no longer a hotel. A short dis-
tance farther is a Franciscan Convent, in front of which some noble
cork trees overshadow a crucifix bearing the six-winged seraphin which
appeared to S. Francis of Assisi. In the church is an altar-piece, a
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57
Pieta in three compartments ; and in the last chapel on 1., a Christ
on the Cross, of 1522, by Ltidovico Brca. The grounds of the Villa
Garin contain some small Roman remains. A subterranean passage
is said to extend under the Paillon from hence to the little chapel of
»^f':Jf' '^M,^
'<'i^
^-- , r—— ^^fc*-
In the Garden of Villa Arson.
S. Roch on Mont Vinaigrier. In this passage the natives say that the
devil sits at a table, with a golden horn upon it, whilst a golden goat
and a golden kid stand by his side ; for one half-hour in the day the
devil sleeps, and if, during that half-hour, any one had the courage to
58 THE RI VI ERAS
go down, they might carry off the golden goat and the golden kid in
safety, and would be enriched for life.
Near the foot of the Cimies hill, on the Paillon side, a little Chapel
on a rock marks the spot where S. Pons, Bishop of Cimies, is said to
have been beheaded in 261. The buildings of the Abbey of S. Pons,
founded 775, are modern.
3. N. of Nice. Close to S. Etienne, beyond the railway station, on
the 1., are picturesque remains of the villa of Peol, which belonged to
the great Lascaris family, of whom Paul Lascaris de Castellane, Bailli
de Manosque, was Grand Master of the Order of Malta from 1636-57,
and of which family the Order numbered thirteen members.
Taking the road to the N. from the circular cross-ways beyond the
railway and then turning 1., we find the Convent of S. Bartheletny.
In the corridor of the first floor is a picture by Jean Aliraiheti,
and behind the convent a little cemetery, where the oldest Nicois
families make it a point of honour to be buried. Behind and above is
the Villa Arson, now a quiet and pleasant pension hotel, a most
desirable winter residence. The banner of Garibaldi, presented by the
patriot to the late proprietor, is preserved in the chapel. The gardens
of this fine old Italian villa (much enlarged), with its ancient statues,
fountains, grottoes and staircases, and its beautiful palms and cypresses,
might recall the famous Villa d'Este at Tivoli on a small scale, though
an exquisite view over Nice and the sea replaces that of the Campagna.
The modern tower of S. Barthelemy in the foreground is a far-away
imitation of the famous tower at Florence.
' I am in a bath of beauty and sunshine, in a garden which — even
now in February — is a mass of roses, salvias, violets, and all other
plants most delicious. A tower of beautiful proportions rises from the
brown roofs of an old convent at the end of the garden walk. But
this is not all. One might really be in Arcadia from the old statues,
grottoes, and staircases which surround one — remnants of a noble villa
of the famous house of Lascaris. Afterwards the old house belonged
to the astrologer-necromancer Count Arson, who gave out that he was
going to retire from the world for a year, and invited all his friends to
a party before his seclusion. All the society of Nice came, found a
banquet spread, and danced under the trees. But Count Arson did
not appear ; his family made excuses for him. He remained shut up in
his room. Three days later the police forced open his door ; he was
found dead ; he had been dead three days.' — Sunshine Sketches.
Turning from the Villa Arson into the valley on r., we find the
Ray Mill and Clnirch, Just before reaching this, a narrow road be-
tween walls on 1. leads to the Vallo)i des Teinpliers, with the remains
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59
of their old chapel, and of an aqueduct made by them, and, at the head
of the valley, the Fontaine dcs Tcmplicrs, where a brook of crystal
water gushes out under an old arch.
A walk of 45 min. will take us from S. Barthelemy to the little
gorge known as Vallon Obscnr.
The Vallon des Fleurs or Vallon des Hepatiqites (Valloun des Flous)
is about an hour's walk, following the road to S. Andre as far as the
iron cross of Gairaut, and then turning r.
S. Andre, near Nice.
4. The ChcDiin de Falicon is a delightful road turning, ujjhill from
the little white church of the Ray, and affording an enchanting drive of
2.\ hrs. Hedges of roses line the way, which is often shaded by huge
old olive trees. The views over the lower hills towards Nice and the
sea are glorious. The domed Observatoire on the hill-point to the east
is a marked feature : it contains a fme astronomical library supplied by
M. Eischoffsheim. The Cascade de Gairaut is passed, conveying the
waters of La Vesubie to Nice ; but they are only used for washing
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purposes. On reaching the summit of the ridge, the village of Falicon
is seen crowning an olive-clad hill. A road branches off to Aspre-
monte (see later). The return may be by way of Cimies.
5. S. Andre (6 k.), reached by the road along the W. bank of the
Paillon (passing S. Pons) is a beautiful spot crowned by an old chateau,
with pines and ilexes overhanging a ravine. Here, over the torrent of
La Garbe, is one of the natural tunnels — Grotte de S. Andre — not
uncommon in this district.
The hill to the W. is crowned by the village of Falicon, whence
one may return to Nice by the beautiful new road descending to the
valleys on the other side, towards S. Barthelemy. Beyond S. Andre
the highroad (to Coni by Valdieri) enters a gorge, like some of the
passages in the Val Moutiers, where the perpendicular rocks are
fringed with pines, above the tossing and struggling torrent. A ruined
wall on the rock, which looks like a hermitage, marks the spot where
the French, during their occupation of Nice, successfully defended this
ravine against the Piedmontese, who tried to make a descent through
it upon the town. On 1. is a turn which leads to the three-storied
Grotte de Falicon, called by the natives ' Grotta di Ratapignata,' from
the number of bats which inhabit it. Beyond this, Mont Chanve is
seen above the lower hills. On the r., on the site of a Roman oppi-
dum, is Tourette, with a highly-painted church, a XIV. c. chateau, and
a curious reef of pointed rocks stretching towards the valley. Passing
Totcrette-en-Bas, the ruined walls of the large village of Chdteauneuf,
now utterly deserted, are conspicuous, cresting a barren hill on the
r. There is no interest in the further drive to (22 k. from Nice) the
large village of Levens (Levenzo), where there was a fortress in Roman
times, and where the people put up a monument called Boiitaou to
commemorate their deliverance from the Grimaldi de Beuil (who had
tyrannised over them from 1400 to 162 1), after the Baron de Beuil had
been strangled by order of the Due de Savoie, for having conspired to
deliver Nice to Spain. Small ruins exist of the Grimaldi castle, demo-
lished by popular fury.
Good walkers may leave their carriages at Levens and cross the
mountain ridge to (2 hrs. from Levens) S. Martin da Var (26 k. from
Nice), by a path which has grand views of the ' Seveji Villages of the
Var,' especially S. Jeannet and Garros (see p. 47). On the course of
the Var, above S. IVLartin (30 k. from Nice), is the curious defile of
Echaiidan, but the greater part of the Var scenery is spoilt by the
river being usually on a vast, dry, stony bed.
A more interesting way is to return from Levens along the ridges of
the hills, through very wild scenery, by the fortified village of Aspre-
niontc, reached by an excellent road from Nice (see above), an exceed-
MONT CHAUVE
6i
ingly picturesque place, with most grand views over sea and land, and
thence to reach Nice either by Cimies (see p. 56), or by S. Romain, a
lovely spot, with old houses and a gaily-painted campanile amongst
groves of ancient olive-trees. Hence one may descend upon Les Scires
and drive home by the lanes of S. Aitgiistin, or one may follow the
ridges of the hills above the Magnan, which have glorious views of
snowy peaks above the nearer purple hills, and where the Pin de Bellet
marks the summit of a hill covered with vineyards producing the famous
Aspremonte.
wine of the name. This walk, which brings the excursionist down at
the extreme W. end of Nice, may recall the lines of Delille —
' Oh, Nice, heureux sejour, montagnes renommees,
De lavande, de thyme, de citron parfumees.
Que de fois sous tes plants d'oliviers toujours verts,
Dont la paleur s'unit au sombre azur des mers,
J'egarai mes regards sur ce theatre immense.'
— 'Jardiiis.'
The ascent of Mont Chaiive (869 met.) — or Mont Cau (Monte
Calvo) — was usually made by way of Cimies, following thence the road
to Falicon for some distance, and then turning 1., but the ascent is no
longer permitted ; the summit of the hill is fortified : it is ' terrain
militaire.'
6. But far the most interesting excursion is that to Peglione.
Carriages may be taken — or the diligence to Turin by Tenda — passing
Drap, the possession of which gave the title of Count to the bishops of
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Nice, as far as a stone bridge over the Peille at its junction with the
Paillon, near (20 k.) PEscarine, 7 k. N. of which is the vilLige of
Lucerani (lAici ara), under the Gros-Braiis. Near this also is the
Fontaine de Giallier, where Lady Bute, travelHng in the time of the
First Empire, was waylaid by a notorious band of brigands, who had
The Ascent to Peglione.
long baflled pursuit, and was robbed of all her diamonds and other
valuables. Lady Bute had with her a bottle of opium, which she used
medicinally, and the robljers, mistaking it for a liqueur, drank some of it.
Soon, overwhelmed by sleep, they lay down in a cornfield, where they
were taken by gendarmes. It was then found that many members of the
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63
best families in Nice lielonged to the band, and lived handsomely upon
their plunder, even inviting the unsuspecting authorities of the town to
their banquets.
Donkeys may be sent on to the bridge of the Paillon. Hence a
Peglione from the East.
path winds for aliout two hours through a valley, and then ascends by
zigzags to Peglione, which has long been visible at the top of a conical
rock, rising high above the forests of olives, against the wild extra-
ordinary peaks of the surrounding mountains. The town itself is
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exceedingly picturesque and has a broad terrazone, with curious old
houses on one side and a little chapel painted with quaint frescoes on
the other. But far the most important view is to be found beyond the
village, from a little platform backed by rocks. Hence Peglione is
seen in the foreground, on the top of a gigantic precipice, around the
foot of which sparkles the winding river, whilst beyond, billow upon
billow of hill in every delicate hue of rose-colour, purple and blue, fall
back to melt into the distant snow mountains. In the whole of the
Eza.
rest of France there is no single view more striking than this ; and
though many scenes of the Pyrenees and Alps are far grander, nothing
is so perfect in composition or artistic detail.
It is about an hour's walk or ride by a wild mountain path from
Peglione to Peglia (see later).]
[An excursion may be made from Nice to Turbia (see later), re-
turning by Roccabruna and Monaco, and following the new road thence
by Eeaulieu and Villafranca. A very beautiful view of Nice may be
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obtained by taking a little path to the r. amongst the olives, after
passing a chapel on the ascent. At a short distance farther is a grand
vi^w of £za, rising on a precipitous rock between the mountains
and the sea, backed by a glorious succession of bays and peninsulas.
The precipices which the excellent highroad traverses are sufficient to
give some ideas of a journey along the old mule-path from Nice to
Genoa before it was made.
' Ayant appris qu'on pouvait aller a Genes par terre, en chaise a
porteurs, nous primes la resolution de faire ce perilleux voyage. J'en-
voyai chercher I'homme qui nous louait des mulets. Je voulus le
questionner sur les dangers de la route. Get homme, apres m'avoir
attentivement ecoutee, me repondit en propres termes : "Je ne suis
point inquiet pour vous, mesdarnes ; mais, a la verite, je crains un peu
pour mes mulets, parce que I'an passe j'en perdis deux, qui furent ecrases
par de gros morceaux de roche qui tomberent sur eux, car il s'en detache
souvent de la montagne." Cette maniere de nous tranquilliser ne nous
rassura pas beaucoup, mais cependant elle nous fit rire et nous partimes.'
— Mme. de Genlis.']
[A road practicable for carriages (45 fr. ; time, 9 hrs.), as far as S.
Sauveur (or S. Salvadour), where there is a poor inn, then a mule-path
for 8 hrs. (mule, 3 fr. 50 c. a day ; guide, 5 fr.), then a road of 8 k.
forms the communication between Nice and Barcelonnette. The first
part of the road follows the gorges of the Var (see p. 48), then (28 k.)
of the Tinee.
From S. Sauveur a mule-path leads W. to (8 hrs.) Giiillatunes,
through a very wild district, passing the curious village of Pcoiie, sur-
rounded by pointed rocks of the strangest forms. Another point well
worth visiting from S. Sauveur is (i^ k. E. by the mule-path which
leads in 5 hrs. to S. Martin Lantosque) the village of Riinplas, with a
XII. c. castle, in a marvellous mountain position of extreme picturesque-
ness, and with a magnificent view.]
[No one should omit to make the railway journey from Nice to
Grasse from the Gare du Sud (not the chief station). The trains are
tiresome and stoppages provoking, but the scenery is magnificent.
Passing a tunnel we reach (6 k.) the valley of La Madeleine, where
the slender campanile of the church, with an old olive tree and glimpse
of distant sea, have been frequently painted. A tunnel brings us to
another gorge opening on the wide valley of the Var at (7 k.) .S". Isidore,
whence the strange Sinaitic rock of S. Jeannet is seen beyond the immense
bed of the river, almost always dry, but sometimes occupied by a
raging torrent, as when the waters of the Brague swept part of a train
out to sea from the main line in the terrible railway accident of 1872.
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Passing (8 k.) Lingostiere, the train ascends the valley to {14 k.) 6".
Sauveiir, whence the villages of Carozza and Le Broc are seen on
the arid hills opposite, but give no idea of the beauty to be fownd
there (see p. 48). At (13 k. ) Colomaj-s there is a wearisome halt.
Now we cross the river and ascend the hills to (21 k.) S. Jeannet la
Gaiide, where visitors from Nice will leave the train for the glorious
excursion to Carozza and Le Broc, though those who come from Cannes
will leave the main line at Cagnes. S. Jeannet is a very striking place,
especially with the afternoon shadows on its magnificent precipices of
red rock. A ruined castle on the r. of the railway is passed before
reaching the station of (26 k.) Vence (see p. 47), which clings pic-
turesquely to the side of a wooded hill. Now, on the 1., the line over-
looks ranges of olive-clad hills to the sea. On the r. up an arid
ravine is seen the rock-built village of (31 k.) Tourettes. A long
wooded gorge now skirts the line on the 1. At the end of the valley
we cross a viaduct. The views become magnificent and the preci-
pices stupendous at (38 k.) Le Loup, where we cross the entrance of a
ravine, in the upper part of which are a waterfall and hermitage. Now
the scenery becomes softer, and orange trees occupy the terraces, with
here and there a palm tree, to the highly picturesque mountain town of
(41 k.) Bar sur Loup. The line continues to ascend high among the
hills till it reaches, in a magnificent position, (45 k.), Macaawsc-
Chdteauneuf, with a view over eleven ranges of mountain distance.
The line now descends rapidly to (49 k.) Grasse (see p. 39).
Another interesting railway excursion is that to Puget Theniers,^ on
the line from Nice to Digne. The line follows that to Grasse as far as
Colomars. Then, passing (17 k.) Castagniers, we see the red roofs of
the rock-perched Le Broc through the purple mist. At 21 k. is S.
Martin du Var. A gorge now opens on 1., a village with a campanile
and palm trees clinging to its arid rocks. (23 k.) Pont Charles Albert
is a suspension-bridge over the river. Beyond, 1., on an arid precipitous
mountain, suspended between heaven and earth, is the large village of
La Germaine, with its church placed on the very point of the precipice.
The Rhine and Moselle offer nothing more curious, but the dry bed of
the river mars the beauty. The perpendicular precipices of brown
rock on the 1. now descend abruptly to the stream : it is a very fine
scene. Where it exists, the Var is blue. After (25 k.) La Vesubie,
the gorge narrows, and is very striking in its arid purple grandeur, to
(29 k.) La Tinee, after which it becomes still narrower, leaving only
just room for the river and the railway. The gorge now divides,
entering the rift to the 1., and, passing the desolate stations of La
1 In the spring of 1896 the part from Puget Thcniers to S. Andr^ was still
incomplete.
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Mesda, Malaiisccne, Villars le Var (where the church has an altar-
piece hy Mirai'Iiefi), reaches (49 k.) Toiiet le Beuil, the station for an
exceedingly picturesque brown village on the mountain-side, partly
supported on arches, partly on the narrowest possible ledge of rock.
' Touet le Beuil is a mass of dark overhanging roofs perched half
way up the hill, four hundred and forty-one metres above the sea. In
the centre of the nave of the church is a grating, through which one
can see a small torrent leaping in a series of cascades to join the Var.
The church, which is dedicated to S. Martin, spans this torrent by
means of an arch. ^^J. Harris.
Most artists or antiquaries will await the return train here. Others,
with more time, will leave it at (51 k.) Le Cians, and will explore the
exceedingly curious Gorge de Cians or Clus des Chaitips, with its great
precipices of red or striped rock. At 59 k. is Puget Theniers (Hotel :
Langier, very poor), a dirty, miserable mountain town. The Grande
Place occupies the site of a garden of the Knights Templar, who had a
citadel here.]
[The road which leads N. from Nice to S. Martin Lantosqtie
(carriages, including pourboire, 44 fr.) is the same as that by S. Andre
to (22 k.) Levens (see p. 60). After passing Levens the road skirts
the base of the Mont Dragon. The village of Cros is seen beauti-
fully situated above the olives on the other side of the Vesubie. The
road now ascends to (29 k.) Dnrauiis, formerly Rouquespaviere, then
passes through a tunnel in the rock. The fortified village of Utelle is
seen opposite, on the side of a bare hill crowned by the chapel of Notre
Dame des Miracles. After descending to 6". Jean de la Riviere, the
road passes through a gorge of the Vesubie to (40 k.) Le Suchef, and
by a second gorge to (45 k.) the picturesque village of Lantosqiic
(Lantosca), on a rocky promontory which seems to close the valley of
the Vesubie. On a hill on r. are now seen the ruined castle and
fortified village of Za Bollhie. At 51 k. is Roqiicbilliire, on the site of
a Roman station, whence the road ascends to (59 k.) S. Martin Lan-
tosqtie (Hotels: des Aipes ; de Bellevue ; de la Grande Bretagne.
Pensions: Ayrattdi ; Anglo-Americaine ; S. Eticnne ; Miiller — usual
pension 6 to 8 francs), a prosperous little mountain town, close to the
Italian frontier, with a beautiful neighbourhood, much frequented
during the summer months, as well for its mineral waters as its fine
air. An excursion may be made to the delightfully situated baths of
Bertheniont (Hotel : des Bains), with the little falls of the Spaillard.
A walk or ride of 8 hrs. leads from S. Martin to Valdieri (in Italy) by
the Col de la Faietre, with its pilgrimage chapel and little lake ; or in
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5i hrs. by the Col de Cereze to the baths of Valdieri. By the mule-
path to S. Sauveur (5 hrs.), Rimplas (see p. 65) maybe visited. There
is a fine view from the Cime du Sirol {2015 met.)]
[The road from Nice into Italy by the Col di Tenda is the same
as that followed in the excursion to Peglione, as far as the Pont du
Peille. After leaving (20 k.) Escarhie, the route is very picturesque.
From (22 k.) Totiet de V Escarhie, which belonged to the noble family
of Caravadossi, begins the ascent, by a series of zigzags, to the top of
the Col de Brans, whence the road descends in the same manner, to
(41 k.) Sospello, the Hospitellum of the Romans, said to have been
originally founded by Braus, a companion of Hercules. The town
suffered cruelly in the Middle Ages from Lombards, Saracens, Guelfs,
and Ghibellines (the latter being represented by the powerful families
of Lascaris and Grimaldi), but it had the distinction of giving a refuge
to many of the Vaudois expelled from their valleys in the XIII. c. , and
this in spite of its being the summer residence of the Bishop of Venti-
miglia. Sospello is a very interesting place. The old bridge of two
romanesque arches over the Bevera has a tower in the middle, and the
ruined walls exist, as well as the ruins of the Castel d'Appi and a
convent. The nave of the XVII. c. church of .S". Michel is supported
by two ranges of monolith columns.
Beyond Sospello, the road follows the Bevera for a short distance,
and then ascends, crossing the Col de Brouis, whence, as well as on the
top of the Aiithion, remains may be seen of fortifications raised by the
Piedmontese against the French, and which General Brunet vainly
tried to take, Jvme 12, I793- A military road, now used by shepherds
and their flocks, leads from the Col de Brouis to the platform of Mille
Fourches and to the Authion. The road now descends into the valley
of the Roya (the Roman Rutuba), passing (r.) the large village of Bi-eil
(a name said to come from Proelium, a battle fought here between Otho
and Vitellius), overlooked by the old tower of Crivella. To the E. is
seen the singular mountain called Testa d'Alpe or Testa di Giove.
Giandola (52 k. Hotel : des Etrangers — good) is beautifully situ-
ated at the confluence of the Roya and the Maille. Then the road
passes a defile beyond which it reaches its most picturesque point,
where blackened houses of the wonderfully situated town of Saorgio,
an ancient Ligurian stronghold, rise along the edge of lofty rocks above
the Roya. One of the rocky promontories which stretch out beyond
the houses is occupied by a ruined chateau of the house of Sales {lou
Castel del Sal) and a church, on the site of a temple of Mars and
Cybele. The chapel of Notre Dame de Morin, with a romanesque
tower, which rises high above the road on the r., is a place of pilgrimage.
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A walk of 5^ hrs. will take a traveller from Saorgio to Roquebilliere
by the Col de Raus.
At 69 k. the road reaches the French custom-house at Fontaii, and
then enters the striking defile called at first la Gorge de Berghe, and
farther on le Defile de Gandarena. After crossing the torrent Miniera,
we see below the road on the 1. (77 k.) the hydropathic establishment
of S. Dalmazzo di Tenda (pension, 8 frs.), occupying an ancient
chartreuse. It is a beautiful spot, deservedly frequented in summer,
especially by English who are obliged to pass the winter at Nice. 25
minutes' walk distant is the interesting village of Briga, celebrated for
the honesty and industry of the maid-servants whom it furnishes in
large numbers to Nice. Pleasant excursions may be made in the
valley of the Miniera, to the Col di Sabbione, and the lakes (tarns) of
Valmasca.
Beyond S. Dalmazzo the road enters another savage defile, by which
it reaches (82 k.) Tenda (Italian custom-house. Hotel: National),
which has a fine Lombard church of 1476-1518, and the ruins of an
ancient castle of the Lascaris. It is 56 k. from Tenda to Coni.]
Continuing the railway from Nice to Genoa, we pass
229 k. (from Marseilles) Villefranche (Villafranca). See
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231 k. Beaulieu (Hotels: Beaulieti — very good; des
Anglais ; Metropok ; Victoria). Owing to a monopoly,
this otherwise attractive place is exceedingly expensive as
a residence. Lord Salisbury has built a large villa in a
lofty position. The railway runs along the base of the rocks
of the Petite Affrique and enters a tunnel, on emerging from
which travellers have a glimpse of Eza on its rock.
234 k, Eza. The station is in the little bay of the Anse
cTEza. The path to the mountain town turns r. from the
station, ascends through a little wood, re-descends, crosses a
torrent, and then mounts rapidly, afterwards turning round
the hillside, till it joins the old stony road. The ascent
occupies 1 1 hrs. Eza, the ancient Avisium, is a good speci-
men of the ' casteUi ' of the Riviera, but is more picturesque
at a distance than in itself. It became a great stronghold
of the Saracens, who took possession of it, with Turbia and
S. Agnese, in 814, and ravaged the country from thence.
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The castle, reached by a natural staircase, was almost en-
tirely destroyed by the troops of Barbarossa in 1543.
237 k. La Tiirhia. A steep path ascends to the village
(see p. 78).
240 k. Monaco (Hotels: Beausite; Beaus'ejour ; Bristol;
des Etraf?gers). The town, which is the smallest capital in
Europe except S. Marino, occupies an enchanting position
on a rocky promontory overhanging the little Porte d'Her-
cule, and itself overlooked and sheltered by the grand rock
of the Ti'te du Chien (Testa del Can). A popular distich
is typical of \\\&far Jiiente of existence here —
' Son Monaco, sopra un scoglio
Non semino, e non raccoglio,
E pur mangiar voglio.'
It is pleasantest, in ascending from the station, to turn
to the 1. and enter the gate which leads by the Promenade
S. Martin or // Boschetto to the palace. The rocky terraces
are lined with many kinds of aloes, some of which raise their
golden stems, crowned by masses of flower, as high as the
tops of the cypresses, which are mingled with them. The
wild luxuriance of euphorbia, cactus, and prickly pear, not
content with covering the heights, overruns the walls and
fills every crevice of the precipitous cliffs down to the very
edge of the sea. Splendid geraniums and a hundred other
flowers fringe the walks, while here and there a palm tree
raises its umbrella of delicate foliage into the blue sky.
Joining the promenade is the Convent of the Visitation,
founded 1663, by Prince Louis and his wife Charlotte de
Gramont.
Until the beginning of the XIII. c. Monaco was only a desolate
rock, at the foot of which ships, coasting along the shores of Liguria
and Provence, were wont to seek a refuge in the Portus Herculis.
According to Dionysius of Halicarnassus and other writers, Her-
cules built a temple here to his own honour after a victory over the
ancient Ligurian inhabitants of the territory (' Monoeci similiter arcum
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71
et portum ad perennem siiam memoriam consecravit '), which temple
was served by a single priest or monk (monachus), whence some derive
the name of Monaco. Others believe that the name was due to the
Phocians, who gave their temple the distinctive title of /j-ovos oIkos.
Long, however, before the city of Monaco existed, the ancient Portus
Herculis at its foot was known and valued. Here Augustus Caesar
embarked for Genoa on his way to Rome, after having set up his
victorious trophies at La Turbia — ' Aggeribus socer Alpinis atque arce
Monaco.
Monoeci descendens.' The neighbourhood of the port became the
scene of combats between Otho and Vitellius, and there Fabius Valens,
a general of Vitellius, landed the troops intended for the support of
Marius Maturius, against a Gallic rebellion. In 2S6 the Emperor
Maximin returned by this way from his expedition against the Bogandes,
a fact recorded by Claudius in the words — ' In modo Galliae oppida
illustraveras ; jam summas arces Monoeci Herculis praeteribas.'
The scattered Ligurian villages, which occupied these shores, were
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constantly pillaged and destroyed by the Saracens, who in 814 took
possession of the heights of Eza, Turbia, and S. Agnese, whence they
descended from their mountain castles to ravage the neighbourhood,
the Portus Monoeci itself falling entirely into their hands, and lying
utterly waste during the IV. c, V. c. , and VI. c. At length, amongst
the Christian champions who appeared to do battle in their behalf was
a noble knight of Genoa, called Gibellino Grimaldi, who, after a great
victory over the Saracens, was welcomed as a deliverer by the inhabi-
tants, and received the district fringing this beautiful gulf as the
reward of his valour. This was the beginning of the Grimaldi rule,
and the first cause of the Genoese power in Monaco. Afterwards, all
the land of the Ligurian Riviera, from Monaco to Porto Venere, was
granted in fief to the Genoese by the Emperor Frederick I. : a grant
which was recognised by their neighbour, Count Raymond of Provence,
in a charter which gave them — ' podium et montem Monaci, cum suis
pertinenciis ad incastellandum.' This cession was renewed by the
Emperor Henry IV., on condition that the Genoese would build a
castle at Monaco for the better defence of the Christians against the
Saracens.
Hitherto no building had occupied the heights of Monaco, except a
chapel, which had been built on the site of the ancient temple in 1078,
by two inhabitants of La Turbia. But in consequence of the grant to
Genoa, three galleys from thence, containing a number of noble Genoese
citizens, with one Fulco di Castello at their head, and followed by
galleys laden with timber, iron, and other materials for building, dis-
embarked at Monaco on June 6, 1191, when, having defined their
rights in the presence of the imperial commissioners by making the
circuit of the desolate rock with olive boughs, they erected a fortress,
with four towers and circular walls, around which a new town soon
began to spring up.
From 1 270- 1 340 the citadel of Monaco served as a refuge alternately
to Guelfs represented by the Grimaldi, and to Ghibellines under the
guidance of the Spinola. Each party twice besieged the other within
its walls, and each was twice supplanted by its opponents. On the
Christmas Eve, however, of 1306, while all the inhabitants (Mone-
gasques) were celebrating their solenm midnight mass, Charles Grimaldi
contrived to enter Monaco disguised as a monk, and, having cut the
throats of the sentinels, to let in his accomplices ; and from this period,
with the exception of eleven years (1327-38), the place remained in the
hands of the Grimaldi, of whom Rubella Grimaldi bought a formal
investment of his rights from Genoa for twelve hundred gold florins.
In 1346, Charles Grimaldi I. purchased part of Mentone from Enima-
nuele Vento of Genoa, and Roccabruna from Guglielmo Lascaris,
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73
Conte di Ventimiglia, for 161,000 florins; the rest of Mentone being
bought by another branch of the Grimaldi family.
Many are the romantic incidents in the history of the Grimaldi
princes— of Regnier Grimaldi (1363-1407), the brave partisan in turn
of popes and antipopes ; of Jean I. (1424-54), who was covered with
glory in a great naval victory over the Venetians and married to the
daughter of the Genoese Doge Tonimaso Fregosa as a reward, but who
afterwards was the first prince of Monaco who did homage for his
dominions to the Duke of Savoy; of Jean II. (1493-1505), murdered
by his brother Lucien ; of Lucien (1502-23), who successfully with-
stood a siege by the Genoese, and was murdered in his palace by his
nephew, Bartolommeo Deria of Dolceaqua ; of Hercules (1589-1604),
who sought the Spanish protectorate which has left so many traces
in the patois of the neighbouring mountain villages, and who was
summarily drowned in front of Monaco by citizens whose daughters he
had insulted ; of Honorius I. (1604-62), who exchanged the protec-
torate of Spain for that of France; of Honorius HI. (1731), who
married the beautiful Catarina Brignole, niece of the Doge of Genoa,
and who died at the beginning of the great Revolution, in which his
family lost their sovereignty for twenty-one years.
' When the empire of Napoleon I. was being re-divided by the
European powers, the principality of Monaco was given back to the
Matignon-Grimaldi. They restored their fortunes in the person of
Honorius V., through his cruel extortions from the people, whom he
treated as his serfs, by confiscating to his own use the property of the
communes, hospitals, and churches, and by seizing the monopoly of
commerce of every description, constituting himself at once the only
farmer, miller, butcher, and baker of the principality.
' Whenever the municipal police of Genoa prohibited the sale of
some damaged corn, the prince's contractor immediately bought it up,
declaring that it was only too good for the people of Monaco. If any
good corn was by chance found in the warehouses at Monaco, it was
immediately exp07'ted to be 7-esold, and worse grain bought in its place.
The price of this horrible bread rose till it became double that in any
other place ; then the people addressed a petition to their prince. His
only answer was a threat of severe punishment, and the declaration
that he would rule them with a rod of iron, " qiiil ferait peser stir eiix
iin bras defer."
'Any attempts of the unhappy inhabitants to obtain bread from
Nice were frustrated by the cordon of surveillance drawn around the
principality, and all such signs of rebellion were immediately punished.
Even travellers passing through Monaco were forced to give up any
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provisions they might have on arriving at the frontier ; and the Sar-
dinian workman, on crossing the boundary, was not allowed to bring
with him his dinner of the day. If the owner of any boat from a
strange port, on entering the port of Monaco, had left uneaten any part
of the loaves of bread with which his vessel was furnished on leaving
home, he was taught by the confiscation of his vessel and a fine of
500 francs to calculate better another time.
' In order still further to fill up the deficiencies in his treasury
caused by the Revolution, the Prince forced those who had acquired
any of the lands which had belonged to his ancestors to give them up
without any indemnity. No one in the principality was allowed to
export wood except the Prince himself, and no one was even allowed
to cut down a bough from one of his own olive trees unless the stroke
were authorised by the Government and given in the presence of
officials. No one was allowed to sell his own crops except at a price
fixed by the police, and then the purchaser, instead of paying the sum
to the proprietor, was obliged to bring his money to a receiver-general
established by the Prince, who exacted one per cent, on the sale. In
a short time no one was allowed to till his own land or water it, or to
prune his own ti-ees, without the permission of the police ; and at last
no one was allowed to leave his house after ten o'clock at night, with-
out being furnished with a lanthorn, which was also a pretext for a
fine. The taxes became at length too absurd for belief. The birth or
death of an animal had to be entered in the public register on the same
day, on payment of a fine, and was of course taxed. The tax on the
birth of a lamb was thirty-five centimes.' — 'A Winter at Mentone'
After thirty-three years of the most cruel oppression, Mentone and
Roccabruna rebelled (March 2, 1848), and placed themselves under the
protection of Italy, enjoying nine years of liberty, till they were induced,
in i860, to vote for annexation to France, at the time of the cession of
Nice. The claims of the Prince of Monaco to that part of his former
dominions were at the same time purchased by France for ;i^i6o,ooo.
Even Monaco itself is now subject to French conscription and taxation,
so that the real authority of the Prince is reduced to little more than
that of a syndic. The late Prince (1896) was a man of letters, and
took great interest in arranging and bringing to light the historic
archives of his family.
The only building of importance on the rock of Monaco
is the Palace, ' restored ' out of all appearance of antiquity.
The courtyard has (repainted) frescoes by Caravaggio. The
interior is shown, but is in no way remarkable. There is a
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handsome marble staircase, and the Sala Grimaldi is an old
hall decorated in fresco by Orazio da Ferrara. and possess-
ing a fine renaissance chimney-piece inscribed — ' Qui dicit
se nosse Deum et mandata ejus non observat mendax est.'
The Princes formerly always gave a ball here on the festival
of S. Devota, to which the inhabitants of Monaco, rich and
poor, were invited en ;/iasse, the rich dancing all the evening
on one side of the hall, and the peasants on the other,
but neither ever passing an imaginary boundary, while the
Prince and the grandees looked down from a gallery. An-
tonio I. also gave grand ballets here in imitation of those
of Versailles, and, being a good musician, would lead the
orchestra himself with a baton bequeathed to him by Lulli.
The chapel has a Baptism of Christ h-^ J our da in. A room,
decorated with frescoes, attributed to Annibale Caracci, is
shown as that in which Edward Augustus, Duke of York,
brother of George III., died (Sept. 7, 1767). Whilst Vice-
Admiral of the Blue, he had been ill with a fever off
Monaco, and was brought on shore to receive the hospi-
tality of the Prince. His room has since been used as a
mortuary chapel for the princes of Monaco. Most of the
historic apartments of the palace, including the chamber
where Prince Lucien was assassinated in 1523, have been
long since destroyed, but the palace, as it remains, was well
restored by the late Prince (Charles III.), who collected
here his precious MSS. — from his chateau of Marchais near
Laon, from his mother's hotel in the Rue S. Dominique
at Paris, and from his own Parisian residence, 19 Rue
Guillaume. The MSS. include the papers of the Marechal
de Matignon referring to the Wars of Religion, from the
time of Francois I. to the death of Louis XIV. ; letters by
Francois I., Frangois II., Henri III., Henri IV., Catherine
de' Medici, Conde, Anne of Austria, Louvois, Colbert, &c.
Amongst other relics, the great seal of the Sire de Joinville
is preserved here. A passage between the N. and E. wings
of the palace leads to the private gardens, delightful terraces
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of aloes and geraniums, bordered with myrtle and thyme,
overlooking a lovely view of the bay. Behind are the
old bastions and fortifications, among which is the famous
'Saraval,' which withstood many a siege in the time of the
earlier princes. The rocks below the gardens are covered
with prickly pears, first introduced from Africa by Battista,
a Franciscan monk of Savona, in 1537; the fruit is gathered
by a man let down from the wall in a basket. The aloes
generally flower when they attain their fifteenth year, and
then die, leaving a numerous progeny behind them.
In the church, now cathedral,^ of S. Barbara, rebuilt
1888-90, in the romanesque style. Pope Pius VI. lay
in state, after a storm had obliged the ship bearing his
body to take refuge in the Port d'Hercule, only a few
months after he had been burnt in effigy by the people of
Monaco.
In the port, the suburb Condamine — formerly Gaumates
— has baths much frequented in summer. Where a little
mountain torrent issues from the rocks to fall into the sea,
a chapel nestles in the ravine with a lofty arch behind.
This — completely modernised since the rise of Monte
Carlo, and its grand cypresses recently cut down — is all
that remains of a once famous shrine dedicated to S.
Devota, a virgin of Corsica, martyred under Diocletian.
'According to the Lerins Chronicles, " In order that Devota might
not be buried by the Christians, the Roman governor ordered her body
to be reduced to ashes, but the priest Benvenuto and the deacon Apol-
linaris, being warned in a vision to remove the body of the saint from
the island, came by night, embarked it, and set sail with a sailor named
Gratien, intending to land on the coast of Africa. Their efforts were
in vain, and all night long they were driven back by a south wind,
which carried them towards the shore of Liguria. The following .
morning, while the sailor was asleep, the saint appeared to him in a
dream, and told him to continue his course joyfully, and observe that
which should come out of her mouth, which would show him where
she wished to be buried. And from the mouth of the saint the pilot
1 Monaco has been a bishopric since 1879.
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and his two companions saw a white dove issue, which took the
direction of Monaco. They watched it till it settled in the valley
called Gaumates, on the east of the city. There Devota was buried,
and there an oratory was afterwards built to her, with a monastery
attached to it, dependent upon that of S. Pons." Another legend
describes that the vessel bearing the remains of the saint was wrecked
off Monaco, and that only one fragment of it drifted into the Port of
Hercules, with the dead body of a beautiful maiden lashed upon it,
and an inscription telling that it was that of Devota, Corsican virgin
and martyr.' — 'A Winter at Mentone.'
242 k. Monte Carlo {Hotels : Grand de Paris, close to
the Casino; de Russie ; Continental — best, 16 to 30 frs. ;
des Atiglais : dii Prince de Galles ; des Prifices ; de Lon-
dres ; Beaurivage ; du Pare — all frequented by the gambling
world, and enormously expensive; Victoria and Windsor
are quieter, and more adapted to invalids). On the E.
of the port of Monaco rises the hill of Spelugues (caves),
till the last twenty years a wild spot covered with heath
and rosemary, now the site of the Casino, a splendid gam-
bling-house, begun 1858, with concert-room and ball-room
attached to it.^ The gardens, though meretricious in
taste, have beautiful shrubs and flowers, and a noble group
of palm trees near the steps which lead down from the
terrace to the station.
' Never anywhere was snare more plainly set in the sight of any
bird. There is little in the way of amusement that you do not get for
nothing here, a beautiful pleasure-ground, reading-rooms as luxurious
and well-supplied as those of a West-End club, one of the best
orchestras in Europe, and all without cost of a farthing. But the very
lavishness arouses suspicion in the minds of the wary. " Faites le jeu,
messieurs ; messieurs, faites le jeu," is heard from noon to midnight,
and the faster people ruin themselves, and send a pistol-shot through
their heads, the faster others take their place.' — M. Beihain Edwards,
' France of To-day.^
' The present lord of Monaco is but the ruler of a few streets and
some two thousand subjects. His army reminds one of the famous war
1 The first gambling-house was opened opposite the palace of IMonaco in 1S56.
M. Blanc, the first proprietor of the present casino, dying seventeen years after it
was opened, left a fortune of ^2,490,000.
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establishment of the older German princelings ; one year, indeed, to
the amazement of beholders, it rose to the gigantic force of four-and-
twenty men, but then, as we were gravely told by an official, "it had
been doubled in consequence of the war." Idler and absentee as he
is, the Prince is faithful to the traditions of his house ; the merchant
indeed sails without dread beneath the once dreaded rocks of the pirate
haunt ; but a new pirate town has risen on the shores of its bay. It is
the pillage of a host of gamblers that maintains the heroic army of
Monaco, that cleanses its streets, and fills the exchequer of its lord.' —
_/. /t". Greeit, ' Stray Studies.''
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Convent of Lasrhetto.
A delightful road leads to Roccabruna by Vieille, the
Roman Vigiliae, and the Chapelle du Bon Voyage, which
marks the limits of the principality.
Two mountain ways, one almost a staircase, lead in i^ hrs. from
S. Devota to La Titrhia (Trophaea-Turbia), which in ancient times
marked the boundary between Gaul and Italy (by a boundary-stone
inscribed, ' Hucusque Italia, dehinc GalHa '), and till the middle of the
Middle Ages, that between Provence and Liguria. The tower of
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Augustus, a trophy of his victories over the Alpine tribes, was erected
by him on the most conspicuous point of the Maritime Alps, on the
spot which is indicated in the itinerary of Antoninus as ' Alpis Summa.'
In the Middle Ages it was used as a fortress, and in the XVII. c. was
ruined by the Marechal de Villars.
Poet-lovers like to read on the spot even the feeblest lines of
Tennyson, who says —
' What Roman strength Turbia showed
In ruin, by the mountain road ;
How like a gem, beneath, the city
Of little Monaco basking glowed.'
' 7Vie Daisy.''
About 2 k. inland from Turbia is the convent of Laghctto (Notre
Dame de Laguet). We turn r. at S. Catarina, a little W. of Turbia,
near the Coloinia del Re, commemorating a pilgrimage of King Charles
Felix, for which the present road was constructed in 1826. The
convent stands on a rugged rock at the foot of Mont Sembola, isolated
in wet weather by mountain torrents, which surround it on every side,
to fall far below into the Paillon. It is a very picturesque building ; a
few grey aloes and some very old olive trees vary the uniformity of the
rock, while two or three large umbrella-pines, on the edge of the
rift above the little village of Laghetto, form a good foreground to the
mountain range which closes the three sides of the valley. In the
church, an image of the XVI. c, commemorating a far older image
(said still to exist in the neighbourhood), has been solemnly chosen by
the town of Nice as its special patroness and protectress, and attracts
vast pilgrimages, especially on Trinity Sunday, when numbers of
crippled persons are brought hither in the hope of a miracle.
'The original image is said to have been discovered by a young
man of Ventimiglia, who went to visit his sister at Turbia. While
staying with her, he went out shooting in the neighbourhood. When
he reached the hill of Laghetto, not far from an old wall, upon which
a figure of the Virgin was painted in a niche, he saw a bird resting
amongst the bramble leaves, and shot it dead. But on coming nearer,
he was horrified to see that the ball had struck the painted Virgin on
the breast, whence blood was issuing. Hurrying back to his family,
he narrated his adventure, and they decided to build a chapel on the
spot in expiation of his unintentional sacrilege.
' In 1652, when nothing remained of this chapel except its worm-
eaten image, Hyacinthe Casanova, a native of Monaco, who believed
that his recovery from dangerous illness was due to the intercession of
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the Virgin, urged the erection of the present chapel, to which the image
which is now shown was presented by Antonio Fighiera, a lawyer of
Nice, in whose family it had long been venerated. From this time the
reputed miracles of Laghetto increased to such a degree that, in 1683,
even the Bishop of Nice refused to believe in them, and caused the
church to be shut up ; but after a public examination he was induced
to re-open it, when the image underwent a solemn coronation. . . .
The princes and princesses of Savoy have always been indefatigable in
their pilgrimages to Laghetto, especially King Charles Emmanuel II.,
who, having placed his sick child under the protection of this particular
image, presented it, when the child recovered, with a golden baby of
the size and weight of his own. This, with all the other treasures of
the shrine, was carried off in 1792 by the French, who plundered and
destroyed everything except the image itself, which had been smuggled
away before their arrival to La Turbia. It remained there till 1802,
when it was brought back with a procession in great pomp.' — 'A
Winter at Mentone.'
In front of the convent are two inscriptions ; the first upon the
pedestal of the fountain, which may be translated —
' Pilgrim, you find here two streams ; one descends from heaven,
the other from the top of the mountains. The first is a treasure which
the Virgin distributes to the piety of the faithful, the second has been
brought here by the people of Nice ; drink of both, if you thirst for
both. A.D. 1654.'
The other inscription commemorates a grand scene of Italian history,
when, in this lonely valley, amid these desolate mountains, Charles
Albert, the beloved of his people, for the preservation of his honour
and his faith, took leave of his court, his crown, and the world.
' Here, on the morning of the 26th of March 1849, Charles Albert,
after leaving the fatal field of Novara, rested, an unknown exile.
Here, having devoutly confessed, and at the table of Jesus refreshed
his weary spirit, he renewed the sacrifice of his affections, and sorrows.
Here, he forgave his injuries, grieved for the common misfortunes, and,
abandoning Italy in person, commended its destinies to the patronage
of the Virgin Mother.'
The name of Laghetto is derived from the fact that once when the
torrent was unusually swollen by the melting of the mountain snows,
the fall of a large rock so effectually checked its progress to the sea,
that the whole valley became a lake.
From Mont-Agel (1149 met.) on the N.E. of Turbia there is a very
fine view, but the ascent is no longer permitted, owing to military
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suspicions. Turbia is the nearest point on any highroad from which
to reach Peglia (see later) and Peglione (see p. 63).
245 k. Roquebrune (Roccabruna), see p. 89. The rail-
way skirts the oHve wood of the Cap S. Martin, and crosses
the torrents of Gorbio and Borrigo to —
249 k. Menton (Mentone).
CHAPTER V
MENTONE
[English doctors — seldom acquainted with the place — are apt to
recommend the Western Bay as more bracing ; but it is exposed to
mistral and dust, and its shabby suburbs have none of the beauty of
the Eastern Bay.
Hotels: Eastern Bay, Bah'e and Bellevue — both beautifully situated
in high, sunny, terraced gardens, and with lovely views ; des Anglais ;
Grande Bretagne ; Gj'and ; Beann'vage ; Pension Santa May-ia ; Pen-
sion Beausite, on the shore. Western Bay, or western side of the
town, des lies Bj-ilanniqties ; dn Louvre ; des Anibassadeurs ; Conti-
nental ; Alexandra; Splendid; Cosmopolitan, and many others. The
hotels in the town itself are especially subject to bad odours.
Carriages. By a tariff — most exorbitantly dear — for the excursions.]
1\ /TENTONE, sheltered by its Alpine background from
-'''-*■ the N. and E. winds, and surrounded by groves of
lemons, oranges, and olives, is much frequented by invalids
as a winter residence. Up to i860 it was a picturesque
fishing town, with a few scattered villas let to strangers in
the neighbouring olive groves, and all its surroundings were
most beautiful and attractive ; now much of its two lovely
bays is filled with hideous and stuccoed villas in the worst
taste. The curious old walls are destroyed, and pretentious
paved promenades have taken the place of the beautiful
walks under tamarisk groves by the sea-shore. For the
absurdity of church decoration the most beautiful ferns are
torn up and their roots thrown away, till some of the rarer
kinds have been extirpated. Artistically, Mentone is vul-
garised and ruined, but its dry, sunny climate is delicious,
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its flowers exquisite, and its excursions — for good walkers —
are inexhaustible and full of interest. The most deUcate
trees flourish grandly in this climate, the most susceptible
of all being the beautiful carouba or locust tree — Ceratonia
siliqua.
' Commercially, Mentone chiefly depends on its lemon orchards,
which probably exceed in extent and in their productiveness those of
all the rest of the coast put together.' — £./. Sparks.
The history of Mentone is chiefly that of its petty tyrants
of the families of Vento, Grimaldi, and Lascaris. Early in
the XVI. c. it was united by Lucien Grimaldi to Monaco,
of whose princes it continued to suffer the exactions till
1848, when it proclaimed itself a free town under the
protection of Sardinia. Then, for thirteen years, it enjoyed
absolute liberty, and only paid taxes to itself. In i860 it
threw away its freedom, language, and traditions to become
French. The evil-smelling town has been much modern-
ised of late years, especially by the ugly promenade, which
has destroyed the character of the western bay, and much
of that of the eastern. On the crest of the hill above
Mentone, joining the cemetery, are some fragments of the
mediaeval castle of Poggio Pino, a stronghold of the Counts
of Ventimiglia, and at the end of the little promontory
occupied by the town is the Fort, a small yellow wave-
beaten castle, whose picturesqueness has been recently
destroyed by a modern pier.
' From the upper terrace, on the E. of the town, beneath the Hotels
Bellevue and Italic, the much-modernised gateway of S. Julien still
leads into the Strada Lunga, the narrowest of carriageable streets,
which, till quite modern days, was the great street of the town, where,
before the great Revolution, the ladies of Mentone used to sit out and
work in the open air, just as the peasants do now, before the doors of
the houses or (one is expected to say) " palaces." A letter of the ^st
century describes "the animated appearance" which this gave to the
place in those days, the gentlemen stopping to chat with each group as
they passed. "Towards evening, all the society walked out to the
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Cap S. Martin to drink coffee and play at games under the Aristocrats'
Tree," and the nights were enlivened by frequent serenades, which
were given under the windows of pretty girls by their admirers. . . .
A house near the entrance of the street, marked with the date 1543, is
the abode of the Martini family, who have inhabited it ever since its
foundation. A neighbouring building on the left, distinguished by
its heavy projecting cornices, was a residence of that branch of the
Meiitone from Hotel d'ltalie.
Grimaldi which maintained a separate government in Mentone, and
afterwards of the Grimaldi Princes of Monaco, when the rest of the
family ceded their rights : its chambers are now used as schools. . . .
Lower down the street, near the arch called " II Portico," is the ascent,
by a handsome flight of broad steps, to the principal churches of the
town. At the top is a platform, overlooking the bay and the red
rocks, with the promontories of Ventimiglia and Bordighera. On one
side is the large and handsome parish church of S. Michele, the
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85
interior of which was entirely destroyed by the earthquake of 1887.
The other church, prettily covered with stucco-work, is dedicated to La
Santissima Concezione. Opposite S. Michele is the Hospital, attended
by Sisters of Charity. The gateway by the side of it, with a flight of
Strada Lunga, Mentone,
steps beneath, leads up to the cemetery on the hill-top, where, amongst
other graves, we may find that of young J. R. Green, the historian
of the English people. On the church steps, in the narrow street,
" sotto II Portico," and everywhere in Mentone, you are saluted by
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the characteristic cries of the donkey-drivers, and jostled by the
donkeys themselves, which are the regular household servants of the
place, and are used to bring down the olives from the mountains, to
carry manure back instead, to tread in the wine-press, to work in the
mills, to bring fuel, to rock the little children in their gently-swaying
panniers, to supply milk for the babies, and so on, ad infinitum, till at
last they die of over-work, or old age, and are eaten up in sausages.
' At the end of the Rue Longue is the entrance to the Rue Neuve,
where, from a terraced garden on the right. Pope Pius VII. blessed the
people as he was returning to Rome, after his long exile in France.
An inscription opposite marks the house of General Brea, born here in
1720. On a house in the Rue S. Michel, an inscription marks the
house of Carlo Trenca, the wise and just president of the tiny Mentonese
republic during its first happy years of freedom.' — ' A Winter at
Mentont'.'
The highroad, which runs through the suburb of
Garavan (Gare a Vent), along the shore of the eastern bay,
now fringed by villas, but with lovely glimpses of the Ber-
ceau and Gran' Mondo on the N., soon reaches the fine
rocky promontory of the Rochers Rouges, near which, at
the hamlet of La Cuze, the royalist inhabitants of Mentone
formed a colony at the Revolution. Here, in what is the
sunniest situation in the district, they were safe within the
Republic of Genoa, and yet within sight of their old homes,
after France had taken possession of Mentone, and a
brother of Robespierre had been sent there ' to represent
the people and guillotine the aristocrats.'
Up to this time the only road from Nice to Genoa
(still to be seen in places) was that which Mme. de Genlis
describes : —
' En sortant de Nice, cette route est parfaitement bien nommee la
Corniche ; c'est en effet presque toujours une vraie Corniche ; en beau-
coup d'endroits si etroite qu'une personne y peut a peine passer.'
But, soon after his coronation. Napoleon I. ordered the
construction of a great military road from Nice to Genoa,
though it was only finished as far as Ventimiglia before his
fall cut short its completion. The finest point on this road
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87
is where, 2 k. from Mentone, the I^on^ S. Louis crosses an
abyss between two rocks by a single arch of 22 metres
span, and 80 metres height. The situation, surrounded by
Pout S. Louis, Mentone.
stupendous precipices, is very striking, with an old aqueduct
winding to the orange gardens below. The Ft7/a S. Louis^
close to the bridge, has a garden of great beauty. Below
it, a rugged path winds round the Rochers Rouges (Balzi
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Rossi) to a platform, whence there is a splendid view of the
town and of the mountains, embracing the distant coast of
France, the Esterel and Antibes, with Monaco, Mont Agel,
Turbia, Mont Garillon, Mont Baudon, S. Agnese, and the
Berceau. In the caverns of the rocks, much blasted away
in making the railway, a number of flint weapons and bones
of wild animals have been discovered. Some skeletons —
a man and a boy of immense size — discovered near this,
are exhibited at 50 c. per head.
At the angle of the road, beyond the Pont S. Louis, is
the delightful garden of the late Dr. Bennet, to whom
Mentone owes much of its prosperity. At the end of the
next promontory, on the r., is the entrance to the villa of
Za Murtola (Marchese Hanbury), formerly called Palazzo
Orenga, from the noble Genoese family by whom it was built.
Its gardens, to which visitors are admitted by order,^ are
more beautiful than anything out of the Arabian Nights, ex-
quisite alike in situation, in their glorious sea and mountain
views, and in the unrivalled collection of plants, which make
La Murtola the most important private garden in Europe.
On the opposite side of the road is the village of Sa7i
Mauro or Murtola, with a gaily-painted church tower,
which forms an attractive foreground to the sea-view with
its rocky promontories.
Amongst the many excursions round Mentone, we may
mention, beginning from the W. : —
I. The Caps. Martin, d,\ k. Leaving Mentone by the Promenade
du Midi ('the most catch-cold place for invalids') and Nice road, and
crossing the torrents Carrei and Borrigo, on the r. are the chapel of
La Madone, and the gardens which once belonged to the Prince of
Monaco, and which contain magnificent umbrella-pines. Just beyond
was Carnoles, a villa of the Grimaldi princes. A number of fragments
of Roman masonry have been found near this and built into a modern
arch. Crossing the Ponte del Unione, we turn to the 1. and reach,
near the sea, a path which was part of the old Cornice highway. A
1 On days notified in the Mentone hotels.
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circular space in the wood marks the site of ' the Aristocrats' Tree,'
where the old royahst society of Mentone used to meet, hewn down by
the republicans. The cape itself is a reef of jagged black rocks over-
grown with samphire, and washed from either side of the bay by grand
waves, which break upon their sharp edges in mountains of foam, with
a roar like that of a cannon.
' The Cape S. Martin is the centre of the old principality, and the
whole of the tiny kingdom of the Grimaldi may be seen from it,
guarded in front by the sea and behind by the mountains. But the
view extends on either side, far beyond the limits of the State : on the
1., Mentone is seen through the tall pines, its houses rising terrace-like
to the fine tower of its church ; beyond this is Ventimiglia with its
frontier castle on a projecting rock, while the same mountain chain
ends in the houses and church of Bordighera, white against the deep
blue sky. On the r. is Turbia, with its Trophaea Augusti, throned
high above the mountains, and, beyond a succession of little sandy
coves and coruba-clad promontories, Monte Carlo and the rock-built
town of Monaco, with its fine palace and hanging gardens nestling at
the foot of the great purple rock of the Tete du Chien. Behind, above
the cape itself, covered with pines or with olives, some of which are
declared to date from Roman times, rise the peaks of Mont Garillon
and Mont Baudon, and the castle of S. Agnese.' — '^ IViiiter at
Mentone. '
The greater part of the promontory is now enclosed. In the centre
of its beautiful woods is the ruined Convetit of S. Martin, which gave
it a name. When the Saracens were attacking the Ligurian coast, the
abbess of this convent made the people of Roccabruna promise to come
to the rescue of her nuns at first sound of the convent bell. But on the
next night, she could not resist ringing the bell, and did so on three
occasions, to test their fidelity. The people of Roccabruna obeyed the
summons, and returned very much insulted, and ill-compensated by
the blessing of the abbess for the loss of their night's rest. On the
fourth time the bell rang, no one took any notice. At dawn the con-
vent was a smoking ruin, and the nuns all carried off" by the Saracens.
The Empress Eugenie, widow of Napoleon III., has a winter villa on
the Cap S. Martin.
2. Roccabruna, 5 k. Two ways lead hither. It is best to follow
the Nice road to the little town, the third city of the old principality,
originally a stronghold of the Lascaris, by whom it was sold to Charles
Grimaldi in 1353. The old town, with its palm tree, castle, and huge
yellow rocks, nestles in the purple shadow of Mont Agel. Tradition
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tells that the whole slid down from a much loftier position in the night,
without the sleep of a single inhabitant being disturbed. On the
festival of Notre Dame de la Neige, a very curious procession, dating
from the Middle Ages, still takes place here, in which the Passion is
represented — peasants gravely taking the parts of Pilate, Herod, SS.
Veronica and Mary Magdalene, &c. The return to Mentone should be
varied by taking the Vieille Route, which branches off near the church,
a narrow mountain-path through olive woods, which re-enters the high-
road near the Prince's gardens.
3. Turbia, 13 k., and Peglioiie. Dante alludes to the paths ' tra
Lerici e Turbia ' as the ideals of roughness and steepness on earth ;
but, though the ascent becomes steep beyond Roccabruna, the most
excellent of highroads now follows the line by which the Via Aurelia
passed through Liguria.
4. Gorbio, c. 6 k. The path turns off r. near the Prince's gardens.
The valley presents a series of pictures, in its little chapels, with old
chestnut trees overhanging tbem, and in its ruined oil-mills and broken
bridges. The village has the usual archways and a half-ruined castle of
the Lascaris, which still belongs to a representative of the family, for-
merly sovereign counts of Ventimiglia. At the annual festa here the
peasants have the custom of presenting cockades to all visitors, expect-
ing some trifling gratuity in return. It is only at a festa of this kind
that the characteristics of the natives can be studied.
' Voila le genie de la basse Provence, violent, bruyant, barbare,
mais non sans grace. II faut voir ces danseurs infatigables danser la
moresque, les sonnettes aux genoux, ou executer a neuf, a onze, a treize,
la danse des epees, le bacchubcr, comme disent leurs voisins de Gap ;
ou bien a Riez, jouer tous les ans la bravade des Sarrasins. Pays des
militaires des Agricola, des Baux, des Crillon ; pays des marins intre-
pides ; c'est une rude ecole que ce golfe de Lion. Citons le bailli de
Saffren, et ce renegat qui mourut capitan-pacha en 1706 ; nommons le
mousse Paul (il ne s'est jamais connu d'autre nom) ; ne sur mer d'une
blanchisseuse, dans une barque battue par la tempete, il devient amiral
et donna sur son bord une fete a Louis XIV. ; mais il ne meconnaissait
pas pour cela ses vieux camarades, et voulut etre enterre avec les
pauvres, auxquels il laissa tout son bien.' — Michelet.
A path connects Gorbio with Roccabruna, and another with S.
Agnese.
5. S. Agnese, 7 k. There are three paths hither. That generally
taken crosses the Borrigo torrent near the entrance of the Cabruare
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valley, whence it begins an abrupt ascent, and, fringed with cistus and
myrtle, runs along a high ridge of hill, directly towards the great
mountain barrier— jagged precipices of grey rock rising above the
pine-clad slopes. Finally, the path steepens into a staircase, beyond
which the village of S. Agnese comes suddenly in sight, behind great
rocks. The village itself is a single street of low, brown, ruinous houses,
alcove which rises a solitary campanile, whose spire, covered with bright
red and yellow tiles, is the only patch of colour in the landscape.
Scarcely a vestige of verdure enlivens the dead brown hills, while,
behind, rises a second range of mountains, still more dreary, lurid, and
barren. Wolves are occasionally seen here in winter. To those who
have come from the orange-groves of Mentone, it may seem incredible
that the temperature of S. Agnese is exactly the same as that of Clarens
and Montreux, the Italy of Switzerland ; yet so it is ; though even the
church, in its dedication to ' Notre Dame de la Neige,' bears witness to
the character of the place as compared with the surrounding villages.
The ruined castle on the rock was inhabited by the Saracenic chieftain
llaroun, who, after having been long the terror of the district, became
a convert to the Christian maiden Agnese, whom he had carried off.
At the little chapel of S. Agnese, on the village festa, a gilded apple
is offered to the clergy by the lord of the manor, who always appears
heading the procession in court dress. Till the Revolution, the apple
was stuffed with gold pieces, which were presented to the charities of
the place ; now it is a mere matter of form. The procession consists
chiefly of women, who kneel along the whole length of the terrace, and
chaunt the hymn of S. Agnes in the open air, with white handkerchiefs
or veils upon their heads and lighted candles in their hands. Visitors
should return to Mentone by the ridge and forest-chapel of S. Lucia,
one of the most beautiful spots in the district.
6. Pt'glia. This is a long excursion, and Mentone should be left
at 7 A.M. The path is available for donkeys the whole way. If
Peglione be visited on the same day, the excursion should be deferred
till spring. The path is the same as that of the last excursion as far as
S. Agnese ; beyond this it turns to the 1. and continues to wind in the
same direction.
' The scenery is wild and arid in the extreme, the desolate hills
covered with loose stones, and with scarcely a vestige of vegetation to
vary their dead brown, which melts into deep purple in the more
distant ranges, while above and beyond snowy Alps rise ghost-like
against the sky. All is bleakest solitude till, after about two hours'
walk, on turning a corner, a magnificent view rewards us. In the
distance is the sea, with the farther islands of Hyeres and the nearer of
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Cannes. Beyond the jagged range of Esterel, other capes and pro-
montories, unseen from below, extend their pale forms across the
distance ; beneath, the mountains are broken into a hundred deep
chasms and purple ravines, while the path to Peglia winds serpent-like
at the foot of gigantic precipices. A short distance beyond this, on
turning a corner by a ruined chapel, the town of Peglia itself is seen,
closed in by rugged rocks, its grim grey church standing like a sentinel
Peglia.
before the groups of brown houses sleeping in a purple haze, backed by
the sunlit sea.
' The curious church is paved by the solid rock, and many of its
pillars are masses of rock cut in their own place into huge square
blocks. The gigantic font, formed from a single piece of porphyry,
and the primitive granite holy-water basons, are curious. Part of the
old palace of the Lascaris is now an Hotel de Ville. One may return
to Mentone by a steeper but much shorter path, which descends upon
Gorbio.' — 'A Winter at Mentone.^
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7. T/ie Anmmziafa, 3 k. The path turns to the 1. from the
Sospello road, a little way out of the town. Seven station-chapels
rise in rich mouldering colour amongst the wormwood and lavender on
the tufa rocks. The deserted monastery crowns the top of the hill,
haunted, say the natives, by its seven last monks, whose lean faces are
seen at night pressed against the grated windows. Like all the other
wayside chapels in the district, it is the burial-place of some of the old
families.
8. The Gourg delP Ora and Castiglione. The new road to Sospello
admits of driving in this direction. The road follows the pleasant valley
between the hills of the Annunziata and Castellare. On the 1. a mill of
three storeys is that where the hated Honorius V. of Monaco ground
the bad flour with which, under pain of enormous fines, he forced his
subjects to nourish themselves. The road ascends, from oranges and
lemons, to olives, then to pines. Soon after passing (6 k.) the church
of Montiy a path diverges on the right to Castellare, passing, at no
great distance from the road, the rocky ravine of Gourg dell' Ora,
where the torrent Aygue glides over the edge of the mountain in a
long feathery fall, and shivers down into a little emerald-green basin
of still water.
The mountain above the waterfall is pierced near its summit by a
natural tunnel, through which daylight appears. Near this is the
so-called Grotta del Eremito, a hermitage very difficult of approach.
The front is whitewashed, with a door, window, and half-effaced
inscription in red letters, bearing the date 1528. The cell, of irregular
form, is about 20 ft. high and 30 ft. deep ; in the rocky wall is cut,
' Christo lo fece, Bernardo I'abita.' After this first hermit, the cave
was inhabited by Robert de Ferques, who retired hither from grief at
the death of his young wife, Jeanne de Leulingham.
At 15 k. the road passes within twenty minutes' walk of the hillock,
between the Cima d'Ours and El Rasel (1260 met.), upon which
rises the dismally curious town of Castiglione, much destroyed by the
earthquake of 1887.
' Behind, all is a radiant Eden ; before us spreads for miles a
wilderness of bleak, arid, desolate precipices, without a tree or a patch
of verdure to cheer the eye, which wanders on to the distant snows,
over billow upon billow of stony acclivity, on which not a human
habitation is to be seen, except where Castiglione rises grey and ghost-
like from the mountain-side. Even the town itself is as unlike a town
as possible — no doors, no windows, no gates, apparently no inhabitants,
and no visible approach to it up the precipitous rocks on which it is
seated, so that we should scarcely believe it to be a town at all, save for
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the pointed campanile of its church, which overtops the other buildings.
The barren shadowless slopes of rock are exposed to the full beams
of the burning sun throughout the summer, while, all the winter long,
the frost-laden wind beats furiously upon them and upon the unpro-
tected town. It is not till you reach the foot of the Castiglione rock
that tiny windows show themselves like loopholes on the external
walls for the better fortification of the place, whilst all the larger
windows look towards the street. Some of the latter are mediaeval
gothic, with a central pillar and sculptured capital dividing them. A
Castiglione.
rock-hewn staircase, winding round the steep, brings you to the narrow
gateway, whence, when you stand upon the little platform in front, you
discover a little world of mountain valleys beneath, each with a torrent
curling and twisting through its windings.
' Most quaint of all the quaint towns in this wonderful district is
Castiglione. Its steep streets twist so much that you can never see
more than three doors before you ; the approaches to its dwellings are
mere footings cut in the rock ; its storm-l:)eaten campanile rises from
yellow and orange houses, each with a painted image or ornamented
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roof-coping. And then the inhabitants ! One would think all the
old women in the Riviera must have been collected and exiled hither,
such multitudes of ancient crones do you see, while not another
living creature is visible, except the cocks and hens which make the
streets one great poultry-yard, and which would seem to be the sole
nutriment of the crones, for what else, animal or vegetable, is there for
them to eat ? ' — ' A Winter at Mentone.''
The road, from the tunnel of the Col di Guardia, has no further
interest as far as (22 k. ) Sospello.
9. Castellare is accessible by carriage, taking the Rue de Castellare,
from the Avenue Victor Emmanuel, and following a winding road of
great beauty ; but the rugged, stony footpath which turns aside from
the centre of the Mentone street has even more picturesqueness.
' As we enter the pine woods, the mountains develop new beauties
at every step, and most lovely is the view towards evening, when the
blue peaks of S. Agnese, with its Saracenic castle on their highest
summit, are seen relieved by the red stems of the old pine-trees, and
the rich undergrowth of heath and myrtle. The trees are full of linnets,
which the natives call " trenta-cinques," from the constant sound of
their note, being " trenta-cinque, trenta-cinque," and as the path is a
highway to the mountain olive-gardens, the air resounds with the cries
of the donkey-drivers, "Ulla" (Allez) and " Isa " (for shame), re-
monstrances which the donkeys constantly require to induce them to
amble on with their heavy burdens of oil-casks or loads of olives and
wood, and, in addition to these, one or two children often clinging on
behind. All the peasants turn round to salute those they meet with a
pleasant "bon jour," and a kindly feeling towards strangers, contrast-
ing favourably with their reputation at the end of the last century, when
the inhal)itants of Castellare were celebrated for their cruelty, and the
cupidity which led them to murder numbers of emigrants, escaping
into Sardinia during the French Revolution, by the unfrequented paths
of these desolate mountains.
'Castellare is 1350 feet above the sea, and a conspicuous object
long before you reach it. The steep path ends near the entrance to
the central of its three dirty little streets. A coloured campanile is
perched upon a housetop near the entrance, and several dingy chapels
belonging to different confraternities remain with closed doors and
grated windows, through which you may descry decaying pictures, and
the collection of tinselled lanthorns and ragged banners, which are left
to rust and moth till the next annual festa of their patron saint, when
they are carried out in grand procession. The miniature piazza con-
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tained an abode of the once famous family of Lascaris, which ruled
this, with almost every other mountain village in the neighbourhood.
On one side is the principal church with its tall red tower, and in the
little valley below are two old chapels dedicated to S. Antonio and S.
Sebastiano, the latter a very old romanesque building, with a circular
apse. Turning off by this chapel, another path may be taken in
returning to Mentone, which comes out above the cemetery. . . .
Castellare has still many traces of the Spanish government, and
" Usted " — your worship — still takes the place of " Signor" or " Mon-
sieur." ' — ' A Wmier at Metitone.^
The mountain peaks of the Berceau and GraiH Mondo are easily
visited from Mentone in the day by way of Castellare, to which point,
and as far as the Saracenic fortress of Old Castellare, donkeys may be
taken. The ascent of the Gran' Mondo is fatiguing.
'The view from the summit is magnificent; on the N., across a
gulf of green pines, is the glorious line of snowy peaks, with their
purple children beneath ; on the E., a ruin, probably of a Saracenic
stronghold, crowns a neighbouring crag, and below is the stony bed
of the Roya, winding away to Ventimiglia ; on the W. are swelling
blue mountains, amongst which rises the castellated rock of S. Agnese ;
and on the S., amid rolling clouds, stands the Berceau, black in the
afternoon shadow, and, above it, the vast expanse of the Mediterranean,
beyond the horizon of which, if you stand watching towards sunset,
one after another of the snowy peaks of Corsica will slowly reveal
themselves.' — ' A IVinler at Mentone.''
The ascent of Mont Agel is no longer permitted : it is ' terrain
militaire,' and all mountain ascents in this district are regarded with
suspicion.
I o. Griiiialdi and C'otti.
' Beyond the brown tower, which stands on the point above the
Rochers Rouges (and is now enclosed in the beautiful garden of Dr.
Bennet), a steep little path ascends to the village of Grimaldi, whose
broad, sunny terrace is as Italian a scene as any on the Riviera, for it
is crossed by a dark archway, and lined on one side by bright houses,
upon whose walls yellow gourds hang in the sun, with a little church,
painted pink and yellow, while the other is overshadowed by old
olive trees, beneath which busy peasants are always grouped around
an old moss-grown bakehouse, and below which is seen the broad
expanse of sea, here deep blue, there gleaming silver-white in the hot
sunshine.
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' Above Grimaldi the path is much steeper, winding to Ciotti
Inferiore, then to Ciotti Superiore, a cluster of houses, whose church
stands farther off, on the highest ridge of the mountain. From behind
the rock, at the back of the church, the sea-view is splendid, embracing
Grimaldi.
the whole coast, with its numerous bays, as far as the Estrelles, the
grand mountain barriers, with all the orange-clad valleys running up
into them, and S. Agnese, rising out of the mists, on its perpendicular
cliff.'— '^ Winter at Mentone:
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II. Ventiiniglia^ with Dolceacqua and Bordighera in Italy.
Beyond S. Mauro is the gaily painted church of ..9. Agostino. The
village near this is called Lattc, the land of milk, from the richness of
its soil. Hence we ascend to Ventiiniglia — once Albium Intermelium,
the capital of the Intermelii, and still the chief fortress between Nice
and Genoa, and the place where railway travellers pass the Italian
custom-house — which crowns the steep brown precipice with its white
walls. It is entered by gates and a drawliridge, closing the narrow
pass of the rock. Within, the town runs along a ledge in a picturesque
Ventimisrlia.
outline of brightly coloured towers, old houses, and deserted convents,
while deep down below lies a little port with fishing vessels and some
curious isolated rocks. The Cathedral, of which S. Barnabas is said
to have been the first bishop, stands on a terrace with a background of
snowy mountains, and beside it is the palace of the Lascaris — who
ruled Ventimiglia as counts in the Middle Ages — with an open loggia
and staircase. On a farther crest of the hill is the yellow-brown
romanesque Church of S. Michele, occupying the site of a temple of
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Castor and Pollux. It has a fine crypt, and not far off is an interesting
ancient baptistery. From the half-dry bed of the river /?oya — the
Rituba of Pliny and Lucan — there is still a very striking view of the
old town and mountains, though, for artistic purposes, it has been
spoilt since the old bridge has been replaced by a modern one, with
the ugly railway bridge a little behind it.
Beyond the bridge are the railway station and the Italian custom-
house. The church tower and village which rise here in the olive
groves belong to the Borgo di VentiniigHa. The road from Venti-
miglia to Sospello, up the valley of the Roya, passes through very
fine scenery (see later).
The ruins called Castcl d' Appio (height, 300 met.), on one of the
hill summits between the valley of Latte and that of the Roya, may be
visited from Ventimiglia.
CHAPTER VI
BORDIGHERA
[ffoU/s : On the Strada Roinaiia, far the best situation, an upper
road sHaded with olive trees and sheltered from the winds, are the
Hotels A)-gst, Belvidere, and de Londres (the last small but most com-
fortable, with admirable cuisine), and the Pension Coiistantia. Amid
the orange-gardens in the flat is the large Hotel des lies Briianmques,
which is much liked ; near the dusty highroad, but with a good view
from the upper windows, are the Hotel d' Angleterre and Hotel Lozei'on ;
with its back to the old town, in a very exposed position, but with a
most beautiful view, is the Hotel Bellavista. The smells in the neigh-
bourhood of the last hotel are terribly tjad.]
TD ORDIGHERA (5 k. from Ventimiglia), which, from its
-^-^ pahivtrees, has been surnamed the Jericho of Italy,
was utterly unknown to Englishmen till after the middle of
the nineteenth century, and till quite recently only contained
one small and primitive inn. Its name first became
familiar through Signor Ruffini's beautiful story of ' Doctor
Antonio,' of which the principal scene is laid here. The
situation is one of the windiest and dustiest on the Riviera,
but the sun shines almost constantly, and the bracing air
suits many ailments better than the softer climate of Men-
tone. One of the great charms of the place is its admir-
able library of English, French, Italian, and other books,
bequeathed by a resident, and most liberally open to
strangers, who are allowed to take the books home with
them at hours specified in the hotels. Bordighera is
almost as exclusively an English, as Nervi is a German
colony. There are very few subjects to draw at Bordighera
itself, and artists scramble funnily for places to sketch the
BORDIGHERA
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steps into the old town, with its httle gateway and cypresses
— not a very good subject, after alL
In 411 A.D. S. AmpeUus, a monk from Egypt, settled
in a cave at the point of the Cape of Bordighera, which still
bears his name, and died there in 428. In 1140 his body
was removed to S. Remo, and in 1258 to Genoa. In 1470
At Bordia:hera.
the fishing village at S. Ampelio became a town under the
name of Bordighera, one of the ten towns subject to Venti-
miglia, which taxed its fish and all its other industries, and
of which it only became independent in 1683. The place
has none of the great beauty of Mentone and S. Remo, but,
as far as it goes, has been less spoilt than most others
on the Riviera by modern innovations ; and, though there
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are many comfortable villas, the old brown town, with its
narrow streets and many archways, has not been interfered
with. There are many gardens full of noble palm trees,
and in some of the narrow alleys an artist will find charming
subjects of the older palms feathering over little bridges or
shrines. From the platform in front of the town is a grand
view towards Mentone, Roccabruna, and Monaco, and, in
the vaporous distance, to Antibes and the faint blue moun-
tains of Provence. Many palms are annually sent from
hence to Holland and Germany for the Jewish Feast of
Tabernacles.
' The palm-glory of Bordighera is not to be seen without going up
into the town, and beyond the town. These noble trees almost gird
it round on the western and northern sides, and grow in profusion — in
coppices and woods — of all sizes, from gnarled giants of looo years'
reputed age, to little suckers which may be pulled up by hand and
carried to England. And there is no end to the picturesque groupings
of these lovely trees, and their graceful effects in the sunlight.
' In the sunlight. For of all trees the palm is the child of the sun,
and the best purveyor of flecked and dancing shade. Under the palm
thickets every darkest spot of shadow is a grand medley of exquisitely
traced lines ; and on the verge of the bare sunlight outside, leap and
twinkle a thousand sharply-marked parallel bars of graceful leafage.
And there is something peculiarly of the sun and of the East in the
many depths of moon-lighted palm wood —the yellow, and the pale
green, and the rich burnt sienna of the various foliage ; the rough deep
markings of the rich brown stems ; and now and then the burning
chrome of the fruit stalks hanging in profuse clusters out from the
depths of central shade.
' Nor is the least charm of the palm the silvery whisper of reeded
fronds which dwells everywhere about and under it. With the palm
romance reaches its highest. That soft sound soothed the old-world
grief of patriarchs, and murmured over the bivouacs of Eastern armies.
When the longers for Zion sat down and wept by the waters of Baby-
lon, was it not the rough burr of the palm on which they hung their
harps, rather than the commonly but gratuitously imagined branch of the
willow? And when Judaea was again captive, it was under the palm
the conqueror, on his triumphant medals, placed the daughter of Zion.
' I have been told that there are probably now more palms at
Bordighera alone than in the whole of the Holy Land." — Dean Alford.
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The Chapel of S. Ampelio stands close to the shore at
the point of the rocky bay. It is the scene of one of the
word-pictures of Ruffini.
' It is indeed a beauteous scene. In front lies the immensity of sea,
smooth as glass, and rich with all the hues of a dove's neck, the bright
green, the dark purple, the soft ultramarine, the deep blue of a blade of
burnished steel, — there glancing in the sun like diamonds, and rippling
into a lace-like net of snowy foam. In strong relief against this, bright
background stands a group of red-capped, red-belted fishermen, draw-
ing their nets to the shore, and accompanying each pull with a plaintive
burthen, that the echo of the mountains sends softened back. On the
right, to the westward, the silvery track of the road undulating amid
thinly-scattered houses, or clusters of orange and palm trees, leads the
eye to the promontory of Bordighera, a huge emerald mount which
shuts out the horizon, much in the shape of a leviathan couchant, his
broad muzzle buried in the waters. Here you have in a small compass,
refreshing to behold, every shade of green that can gladden the eye,
from the pale-grey olive to the dark-foliaged cypress, of which one,
ever and anon, an isolated sentinel, shoots forth high above the rest.
Tufts of feathery palms, their heads tipped by the sun, the lower part
in shade, spread their broad branches, like warriors' crests on the top,
where the slender silhouette of the towering church spire cuts sharply
against the spotless sky.
' The coast to the east recedes inland with a graceful curve, then,
with a gentle bend to the south, is lost by degrees in the far, far sea.
Three headlands arise from this crescent, which so lovingly receives to
its embrace a wide expanse of the weary waters : three headlands, of
different aspect and colour, lying one behind the other. The nearest is
a bare red rock, so fiery in the sun the eye dare scarcely fix on it ; the
second, richly wooded, wears on its loftiest ridge a long hamlet, like
to a mural crown ; the third looks a mere blue mist in the distance,
save one white speck. Two bright sails are rounding this last cape.
The whole flooded as it is with light, except where some projecting
crag casts its transparent grey shadow, is seen again reversed, and in
more faint loveliness, in the watery mirror below. Earth, sea, and
sky mingle with their different tones, and from their varieties, as from
the notes of a rich, full chord, rises one great harmony. Golden atoms
are floating in the translucent air, and a halo of mother-of-pearl colour
hangs over the sharp outlines of the mountains.
' The small village at the foot of the craggy mountain is called
Spedaletti, and gives its name to the gulf. It means little hospitals,
and is supposed to have originated in a ship belonging to the Knights
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of Rhodes having landed some men sick of the plague here, where
barracks were erected for their reception ; and these same buildings
served as the nucleus of the present village, which has naturally retained
the name of their first destination. At a little distance are the ruins of
a chapel called the " Ruota," which may or may not be a corruption of
Rodi (Rhodes). Spedaletti in the present day is exclusively inhabited
by the wealthy families of very industrious fishermen, who never reed
be in want of occupation. Nature, which made this bay so lovely,
made it equally safe and trustworthy, sheltered on the west by the
Cape of Bordighera, and on the east by those three headlands ; let the
sea be ever so high without, within it is comparatively calm, and the
fishermen of Spedaletti are out in all weathers.' — ' Doctor Antonio.'
'The pleasantest time for Bordighera is the spring, when the olive-
terraces are covered with abundant flowers. At present the flora is a
rich one ; but, as at Mentone, the advancing tide of foreign colonisa-
tion will probably, before many years have elapsed, have exterminated
the rarest, and wrought havoc even amongst the commonest species.' —
E.J. Sparks.
' Point de longs fleuves ni de grandes plaines. Ca et la une ville en
tas sur une montagne, sorte de mole arrondi, est un ornement du
paysage comme on en trouve dans les tableaux de Poussin et de
Claude ; des vallees limitees, de nobles formes, beaucoup de roc, et
beaucoup de soleil, les elements et les sensations correspondantes :
combien de traites de I'individu et de I'histoire imprimes par ce
caractere.' — H. Tainc.
George Macdonald, the novelist, has long resided at
Bordighera, and was one of the first Englishmen to settle
there. Now, unlike Nice, Mentone, and S. Remo, it is an
almost exclusively English colony.
Bordighera abounds in delightful walks. An ascent of
I hr. through the olive woods takes us to the village of
Sasso. At the top of the hill are a group of gigantic olives
of immense antiquity, which local tradition declares to have
been planted by S. Paul on his way to Spain. Sasso itself
is a bright patch of umber colour amongst the grey-green
vegetation.
About 3 k. farther, reached by rather barren ridges,
with fine mountain and sea views, is Seborga (height, 517
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met.), which, from a very early period, belonged to the
Benedictine Abbots of lies Lerins. They had a mint
here, where they coined their own money till the time of
Louis XIV., who suppressed it. Coins of Seborga are now
very rare and valuable, but specimens exist in the museums
of Berlin and Turin. The little town was very strongly
Sasso.
fortified against the Saracens, and was never taken by them.
It is not a very picturesque place. Excellent water is con-
ducted thence to Bordighera.
In the nearest valley to the west, Borghetto and Valhojia
may be visited. In the next valley are Vallecrosia and San
Biagio. The entrance to the latter, under tall, dark, fern-
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fringed arches, is a splendid subject for an artist. George
Macdonald describes such towns as this : —
'AH the old towns in this region seem to have climbed up to look
over the heads of other things. Each has its church standing highest,
the guardian of the flock of houses beneath it, looking over many a
wfatercourse, often dry, with lovely oleanders growing in the middle of
it : looking over multitudinous vineyards and olive-yards, looking over
mills with great wheels, and little ribbons of water to drive them, looking
over rugged pines, and ugly, verdureless, raw hillsides — away to the sea.
' Passing through the narrow arch of the low-browed gateway, a
sudden chill strikes one. Not a ray of light shines into the narrow
street. The houses are as lofty as those of a city, and parted so little by
the width of the street that friends from opposite may almost shake
hands from their windows. Narrow, rough, steep old stone stairs run
up between and inside the houses, all the doors of which are open
to the air. Everywhere there is shadow, everywhere one or another
evil odour, everywhere a look of abject and dirty poverty — to an
English eye, that is.' — George Macdonald.
An excursion should be made by carriage (or by taking
the Ventimiglia omnibus to the bridge over the Nervia and
then walking) to Dolceacqua. The new road thither, after
leaving the coast road, ascends the bank of the Nervia to
(7 k.) Campo-Rosso, a busy little town dating from the ninth
century, which nestles in the valley, with a chain of snow-
peaks beyond it. At the entrance is a brown conventual
church, with a painted campanile relieved against the purple
distance; and then you enter a piazza, lined with the
quaintest of old houses, with open painted loggias, and
ending in a church — T Oratorio del Suffragio — whose stair-
case of white marble is flanked by marble mermaids, throw-
ing water into the small fountains. A little farther, backed
by the Chapel of Santa Croce on its hill, is the curious
romanesque church of SS. Pietro e Paolo, of Benedictine
origin, with a very early apse and campanile, and an old
burial-ground on the bank of the Nervia. An inscription
entreats 'elemosina' for the 'anime purganti,' and the
former possessors of the ' anime ' are represented by a pile
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of skulls and skeletons in a very curious ancient ossuary —
perhaps relics of a battle which gave a name to the place.
After two miles more, winding through woods of olives,
carpeted in spring by young corn and bright green flax,
Dolceacqua (11 k.) suddenly bursts upon the view, stretch-
ing across a valley, whose sides are covered with forests of
olives and chestnuts, and which is backed by fine snow
Dolceacqua.
mountains. Through the town winds the deep blue stream
of the Nervia, flowing under a tall bridge of one wide,
delicate, rainbow-like arch, and above frowns the huge
palatial castle, perched upon a perpendicular cliff, with sun-
light streaming through its long lines of glassless windows.
The streets are almost closed in by archways, making them
like gloomy crypts, only opening here and there to let in a
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ray of sunlight and a strip of blue sky. They lead up the
steep ascent to where the Doria family once reigned sove-
reign princes, as the Grimaldi at Monaco. Even now, in
extreme poverty, the Dorias of Dolceacqua not only exist,
but retain their courtly manners of old time. Their last
representative donned his ruffles and knee-breeches and took
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his gold-headed cane when he went to remind an E^nglish
neighbour that he owed him three francs for cabbages.
There is a curious Grotto here, on the opposite side of
the road from the old town, belonging to an old villa, and
adorned with mosaics and Egyptian emblems.
The excursion should be continued to Isolabona, a very
picturesque little town on arches above the Nervia, with a
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ruined castle and painted church. Hence, crossing the
bridge and taking the road through archways on the r.,
it is an ascent (drive or walk) to Apricalc, a most pictu-
S. Michele.
resque and beautiful place, in a grand situation. None of
the mountain towns, except perhaps Ceriana, are so striking
as this, the old brown houses following the line of the
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rocks, and often far overhanging them on brackets and
arches, and crowned by the church tower. In the hollow
are a lofty modern bridge, and, just above it, a very curious
early chapel, filled with colour and artistic stucco-work, but
rather injured by earthquake. In fact, Apricale is a perfect
paradise for artists. Good walkers may return to Bordi-
At Reljekah's Well, near Bordighera.
ghera by Perinaldo, native place of Cassini the astronomer.
Apricale may be reached from S. Remo by S. Romolo.
S. Pancrazio, and Perinaldo.
The valley of the Nervia may be continued for another
hour to Pigna (21 k.), where the church, of 1450, has
frescoes by Giov. Ranasio.
A mountain path turning to the 1. just beyond Dolce-
S. MICHELE . Ill
acqua leads to the lofty Rocchetta Nervina, a highly pictu-
resque though little visited citadel of the Middle Ages, on
the east of Mont Ahellio.
The most remarkable drive near Bordighera is that up
the valley of the Roya to S. Michele (about if hr.). A
magnificently constructed road, with handsome bridges,
was made from Ventimiglia to join the road from Nice to
the Col di Tenda in 1869. At first, like that of the Var,
the bed of the river is of immense width, and almost dry.
Then it narrows into a gorge between gigantic precipices,
and the Roya flows deep blue or an exquisite transparent
green as the sunshine or shadow touch it. We pass several
villages — Roverino, Seglia, Bevera, and the stately Airolo
(16 k.). Then the river flows far beneath the road, and,
itself very deep, through a narrow channel of grey rock
which recalls the Linn of Dee in Scotland. .S. Michele
(19 k.) itself is a mere hamlet, but very picturesque. The
Italian custom-house is at Plena (25 k.), the French
custom-house at Breil (29 k.).
Leaving Bordighera for S. Remo, the road follows the
line of the coast. Half-way to Ospedaletto is the chapel of
La Madonna della Ruota, whence a path descends abruptly
to a lovely cove on the sea-shore, immediately under a fine
group of old palm trees shading a well, known by travellers
as Jacob's Well or Rebekah's Well. It is a most attractive
spot, and has been painted by a thousand artists.
II k. (from Ventimiglia) Ospedaletto, an ugly little
place in a hollow, has a large new hotel (de la Regina) and
casino, and a— probably vain — attempt is being made to
render it a winter resort. The road hence to S. Remo
winds round the base of Capo Nero to (16 m.) S. Remo.
CHAPTER VII
5'. REMO
{Hotels. The following is considered lo be their order of merit :■ —
To the west of the old town, Hotel des Anglais — admirably situated
on a height, with a terraced garden, and most comfortable and well-
managed ; Royal — first-rate but dear ; Hotel West End — good but ex-
pensive ; de Londres— good, the first hotel established in the place ;
Bellevite or Faradis — small but good ; Eden. In the Eastern Bay, which
has little of the beauty of the Western, but is nearer the best points for
excursions, are Hotel Rlcditerrance ; Viltoria ; de Nice ; de Koine ; and
Pension Anglaise.
Carriages. One horse — the course, i fr. ; the hour, 2 fr. Two
horses— the course, i fr. 50 c. ; the hour, 3 fr. To Poggio, Armi, or
Madonna della Guardia, 7 fr., 10 fr. ; to Ospedaletto, 6 fr., 8 fr. ; to
Bordighera, CoUe, Taggia, 8 fr., 12 fr. ; to Ceriana, Badalucco, Dolce-
iicqua, or Ventimiglia, 14 fr., 20 fr.]
SREMO, which occupies the site of the Roman Matuta
on the Via Aurelia, is greatly changed within the last
few years, and, from a quiet fishing port, has become a large
town and one of the great southern centres for sun-seeking
invalids. But, whilst bad taste and avarice have ruined the
natural beauties of Cannes and Mentone, those of S. Remo
are greatly improved by the winding terrace-roads, which
open out many points of view hidden before. The villas
are comfortable and unostentatious, and the hotels — not
so revoltingly ugly as at Cannes — generally command very
beautiful views. The very curious buildings of the old
town and the charms of the natural scenery have not been
interfered with.
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' To the charms of quiet and sunshine S. Remo adds that of a pecu-
liar beauty. The Apennines rise liVce a screen behind the amphitheatre
of soft hills that enclose it— hills soft with olive woods, and dipping
down with gardens of lemon and orange, and vineyards dotted with
palms. An isolated space juts out from the centre of the semicircle.
At S. Remo.
and from summit to base of it tumbles the oddest of Italian towns, a
strange mass of arches and churches and steep lanes, rushing down like
a stone cataract to the sea. On either side of the town lie deep ravines,
with lemon gardens along their bottoms, and olives thick along their
sides. The olive is the characteristic tree of S. Remo.' — Saturday
Review, January 1871.
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The mountains here are monotonous in their outline,
compared with those of Mentone, but still are beautiful as
they stand round about the old town of S. Remo, which
rises from the sea in tiers of weather-beaten houses, with a
fine church crowning the hill against which they are built.
The highroad runs now through a well-paved street.
Facing it, on the left, is the fine sixteenth-century palace
of the Borea family, which dates from the eighth century,
possessing an admirable staircase. Over the principal
entrance are the Madonna and Child, and over a beautiful
side-door, S. John the Baptist. Pius VII. stayed here in
1814. A little behind are the two principal churches of the
lower town. One of them, rising above a market-place full
of colour, is 6'. Siro, with a quaint Saracenic-looking tower,
but otherwise so altered as to be of little value. Successions
of steep, narrow, and infinitely picturesque little streets are
constantly arched overhead to save the houses from bulging
in case of earthquakes. In depths of light and shadow, and
in marvellous variety, Italy contains no more remarkable
streets than these. The houses in some of the streets,
especially in the Via Porta S. Maria, are of very early date.
The efficacy of their arches was well tested in the great
earthquake of 1878 : the houses with arches were un-
shaken, the others were left a mass of ruins. The -Porfa
S. Giuseppe is the upper gate, beside which a great vine,
ascending the city walls, forms the summer pergola of the
priest at a great height.
Outside the town, at the top of the hill, is a Hospital
for leprosy, which terrible disease still lingers around S.
Remo. It is hopelessly incurable, the limbs and the faces
of the lepers being gradually eaten away, so that with
several, while you look upon one side of the face, and see
it apparently in the bloom of health and youth, the other
has already fallen away and ceased to exist. The disease
is hereditary, having remained in certain families of this
district almost from time immemorial. The members of
S. REMO
"5
these families are prohibited from intermarrying with those
of others, or indeed from marrying at all, unless it is
believed that they are free from any seeds of the fatal
At S. Remo.
inheritance. Sometimes the marriages, when sanctioned
by magistrates and clergy, are contracted in safety, but
often, after a year or two of wedded life, the terrible enemy
appears again, and existence becomes a curse ; thus the
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fearful legacy is handed down. Behind the hospital is the
fine domed church of // Santuario or S. Maria della Costa,
of 1630.
Opposite the station is the Public Garden, formerly the
garden of the Capuchin convent, which is now a barrack.
Hence a beautiful walk above the sea, like a Spanish
alameda, fringed with palms, aloes, and geraniums, leads
to the principal hotels on the west and the English church
of All Saints.
The Villa Zirio, on the eastern side of the town, is
connected with the last year ( 1 890) of the beloved Emperor
Frederick of Germany.
The Roman town on this site was Matuziana, which
changed its name to S. Romolo in honour of a holy bishop
of Genoa, who died here in 353. At a very remote period
it was ruined by the Saracens, who desecrated the principal
church of S. Siro and burnt the town. On the desolated
site which they abandoned, and which was the property of
his see, a little agricultural colony was settled by Theodolf,
Bishop of Genoa. Never losing sight of its connection
with Genoa throughout its long existence, S. Remo con-
tinued, as it increased in importance, to follow the lead of
the greater city, and the civil authority of the bishop was
transferred to the communal parliament, whose assembly
met in the church of S. Stefano. The Crusader's Palm
upon the arms of the town is a mark left by this revolution,
itself produced by the Crusaders. But in its alliance with
Genoa, S. Remo always continued a perfectly free state.
It was bound to contribute ships and men for the Genoese
war service, but in return shared in the privileges of the
Genoese republic in all parts of the world. It was in S.
Remo that the Genoese troubadour, Lanfranco Cicala, sang
his verses before a Court of Love.
There are palm trees here, but not such fine ones as at
Bordighera, though this is the place whence, in 1588, came
Bresca, the trading sea-captain, who called out in his native
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dialect : Aiga a e corde /— ' Throw water on the ropes ' — to
save the famous obelisk which was being raised in front
of S. Peter's, and though he acted in defiance of the order
of Pope Sixtus V. , that any one who spoke during the opera-
tion should pay the penalty with his life, he obtained as a
reward that his native place of S. Remo should furnish the
"in, 3^
At S. Remo.
Easter palms to S. Peter's for ever. Early every spring, palm
branches are tied up to their stems, in order to bleach them
for this purpose, and from that time till the autumn their
chief beauty is lost; but here and there a graceful stem,
crowned with waving foliage, rears itself untouched.
The delightful Berigo road, lined with seats at intervals.
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follows the windings of the hill at a great height above the
western bay. Ascending to this road behind the Hotel
des Anglais, the first little pathlet on the right, beyond the
sharp turn, leads to one of the high bridges over a torrent — ■
a subject greatly beloved by artists. The walk or drive
may be continued round the western valley, and then round
the upper part of the Fa/ Francia on the east of the town.
Both the valleys, which run inland on either side of the old
town of S. Remo, are full of fine artistic subjects — old
bridges, aqueducts, old mills, miniature waterfalls, boulders
in the streams, and noble old olive trees —
' The mystic floating grey
Of olive trees, with interruptions green
From maize and vine,' —
as Mrs. Browning describes it in ' Aurora Leigh.'
Especially beautiful artistic subjects may be found by
following a path which descends from II Santuario into the
hollow east of the town, and regaining the road on the
other side. In the western valley is a most picturesque Via
Crucis. The path behind the chapel at the head of this
leads to stepping-stones over a stream, after crossing which
it ascends into an exceedingly wild and romantic district
of old oaks and huge boulder-stones, surrounded by fine
mountain scenery of great picturesqueness.
A stony path over the hills leads from the Santuario
and hospital to the mountain shrine of S. Romolo, who
gave his name to the town, invariably called S. Romolo till
the fifteenth century, and it is probable that its present
name was due, not to a pun on Romulus and Remus, but
to a contraction of its full ecclesiastical title — ' Sancti
Romoli in Eremo. ' The hermitage where the saint died in
600, and where his festival is kept on Oct. 13, stands in a
grove of old chestnuts, where hepaticas, primulas, Christmas
roses, gentians, and many other mountain flowers are found
in spring. A chapel contains a mitred statue of the saint.
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with a sword through his breast, on the spot where he was
martyred, and is attached to and encloses the cave of his
retirement. Many rich inhabitants of S. Remo have recently
built summer villas near this. From S. Romolo, Monte
Bignone (4270 ft.) may be ascended, whence there is a fine
view.
Glen .-It S. Remo.
A pleasant walk on the west of the town (turning up
from the highroad by the mule-path beyond the second
torrent) is that to the large mountain village of Colle or
Col di Rodi, where (in the little piazza) are a library and a
small gallery of pictures — good early copies — bequeathed
to the place by the Abbate Paolo Ramboldo, a priest who
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died in 1864. The walk may be varied by descending on
Ospedaletto.
The favourite short drive on the east is that to Taggia
(8 k. ; the station of Taggia is 3^ from the town). The way
thither passes beneath Capo Verde and La Madonna della
Guardia, and turns off from the coast-road at Arvii. Hence
Colle.
it is a lovely drive through luxuriant olives surrounded by
mountains, on the steep sides of which the town of Castel-
laro soon appears upon the right, and beyond it the shrine
of Lampedusa, jammed into a narrow ledge of the pre-
cipice.
Taggia itself lies deep in the valley by the side of the
rushing river Argentina. Several houses in its narrow
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Streets have been handsome palazzi, and there is still a
native aristocracy. Many of the old buildings are painted
on the outside with fading frescoes, of others the stone
fronts are cut into diamond facets. Most of them rest
upon open arches, in which are shops where umbrella-
vendors set out their bright wares, and crimson berrette
hang for sale, enlivening the grey walls by their brilliant
colouring. All the spots described here in the novel of
Lampedusa from Taggia.
' Doctor Antonio ' have really existed, and, though some of
them perished in the earthquake of 1887, the crowd which
never fails to collect round a carriage of strangers when
it stops, invites them to visit the house of the patriot-author,
Giovanni Rufifini (Via Soleri), and even those of ' Signora
Eleanora,' ' II Baronetto Inglese,' &c. — the characters of his
novel. In the church is a picture hy Jean Miraihefi, the
master of Brea, and one by Ludovico Brca himself.
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The very long and curious causeway across the valley is
adorned with a shrine commemorating the adventure of
two children, who were thrown down by an earthquake with
two of its arches in 1831, and escaped uninjured. From
the other side of the bridge, a path turning to the right
mounts by a steep ascent to the many-arched Castellaro,
where the church stands out finely on the spur of the hill,
its tower relieved against the blue background of the sea.
Castellaro.
It has been mostly rebuilt since the earthquake of 1887.
Following the windings of the hill, a path leads hence to
Lampedusa.
' A broad, smooth road, opening from Castellaro northwards, and
stretching over the side of the steep mountains in capricious zig-zags,
now conceals, now gives to view, the front of the sanctuary, shaded by
two oaks of enormous dimensions. The Castellini, who made this road
"in the sweat of their brows," point it out with pride, and well they
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may. They tell you, with infinite complacency, how every one of the
pebbles with which it is paved was brought from the sea-shore, those
who had mules using them for that purpose, those who had none
bringing up loads on their own backs ; how every one, gentleman and
peasant, young and old, women and boys, worked day and night, with
no other inducement than the love of the Madonna. The Madonna of
Lampedusa is their creed, their occupation, their pride, their carroccio,
their fixed idea.
w^ \
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La Madonna di Lampedusa.
' All that relates to the miraculous image, and the date and mode 01
its translation to Castellaro, is given at full length in two inscriptions,
one in Latin, the other in bad Italian verses, which are to be seen in the
interior of the little chapel of the sanctuary. Andrea Anfosso, a native
of Castellaro, being the captain of a privateer, was one day attacked
and defeated by the Turks, and carried to the Isle of Lampedusa.
Here he succeeded in making liis escape, and hiding himself until the
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Turkish vessel which had captured his left the island. Anfosso, being
a man of expedients, set about building a boat, and finding himself in
a great dilemma what to do for a sail, ventured on the bold and original
step of taking from the altar of some church or chapel of the island a
picture of the Madonna to serve as one ; and so well did it answer his
purpose, that he made a most prosperous voyage back to his native
Approach to Badalucco.
generosity, offered his holy sail to the worship
The wonder of the affair does not stop here.
universal acclamation, two gunshots in advance
shores, and, in a fit of
of his fellow-townsmen.
A place was chosen by i
of the present sanctuary, and a chapel erected, in which the gift was
deposited with all due
had an insurmountable
ing that God made, the
honour. But the Madonna, as it would seem,
objection to the spot selected, for, every morn-
picture was found at the exact spot where the
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actual church now stands. Sentinels were posted at the door of the
chapel, the entire village remained on foot for nights, mounting guard
at the entrance ; no precaution, however, availed. In spite of the
strictest watch, the picture, now undeniably a miraculous one, found
means to make its way to the spot preferred. At length, the Castellini
came to understand that it was the Madonna's express wish that her
Badalucco.
headquarters should be shifted to where her resemblance betook itselt
every night ; and though it had pleased her to make choice of the most
abrupt and the steepest spot on the whole mountain, just where it was
requisite to raise arches in order to lay a sure foundation for her sanc-
tuary, the Castellini set themselves con aviore to the task so clearly
revealed to them, and this widely-renowned chapel was completed.
This took place in 1619. In the course of time some rooms were
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annexed for the accommodation of visitors and pilgrims, and a terrace
built ; for though the Castellini have but a small purse, theirs is the
great lever which can remove all impediments — the faith that brought
about the Crusades.
' To the north a long, long vista of deep, dark, frowning gorges,
closed in the distance by a gigantic screen of snow-clad Alps — the
glorious expanse of the Mediterranean to the south-east and west,
range upon range of gently undulating hills, softly inclining towards
the sea — in the plain below, the fresh cosy valley of Taggia, with its
sparkling track of waters and rich belt of gardens, looking like a perfect
mosaic of every gradation of green, chequered with winding silver ara-
besques. Ever and anon a tardy pomegranate in full blossom spreads
out its oriflamme of tulip-shaped dazzling red flowers. From the rising
ground opposite frowns mediaeval Taggia, like a discontented guest at
a splendid banquet. A little farther off westward, the eye takes in
the campanile of the Dominican church, emerging from a group of
cypresses, and farther still, on the extreme verge of the western cliff,
the sanctuary of Our Lady of the Guardia shows its white silhouette
against the dark blue sky.' — Ruffiui.
Beyond Taggia the road winds through a magnificent
mountain ravine to Badalucco (14 k.), an excursion well
worth making. There is only room for the torrent
Argentina and the road, through the depth of the valley :
the lower slopes of the hills are covered with fine old chest-
nut trees. At Badalucco, the river is crossed by a very
lofty bridge supporting a chapel and a gateway. It is an
indescribably picturesque place.
It is a drive of 12 k. to Ceriana, one of the most
striking places near the coast. The road ascends beyond
the eastern suburb of the town to Poggio, crowning the first
ridge of hills. Hence there is a striking view across the
valley to the great hill-set village of Bussana, so completely
ruined in the earthquake of Ash Wednesday 1887, that it
has been entirely deserted, and has not now a single in-
habitant, a new and smaller village having been built nearer
the sea. The road now winds high amongst the hills to
Ceriana, an imposing place, where the houses and churches
are piled one upon another to a great height. The first
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view, however, gives no idea of the magnificent scenes on
the other side. The streets are succeeded by a corridor
tunnelled in the cliff, with open arches to the valley, then
by a steep path into the gorge, overhung by tremendous
precipices of rock. Here is the curious old church of S.
Spirito, with a very tall simple campanile and an interior of
great interest, having a triple nave divided by early pointed
Ceriana.
arches and enclosing a choir surrounded by a low wall, on
which rests a richly decorated pulpit. The view from a
bridge below the church is most striking.
Beyond Ceriana the path turns off at La Madojma
della Valle to Bajardo, in a very grand situation. The
village suffered severely in the earthquake of 18S7, when
the church fell in and crushed a large congregation.
CHAPTER VIII
ALASSIO AND ALBENGA
AFTER leaving S. Remo, the railway and the post-road
■ pass through the villages of Riva and (27 k.) ^. Siefano
al Mare, with a very curious arched street, and a fortress
tower by the sea. Those who stay long at S. Remo often
take the railway hither, and then follow the delightful winding
path amongst the hills, which passes through the village
of Pompejaiia, and comes down by Castellaro to I'aggia,
whence the omnibus may be taken. The next village to
S. Stefano is (33 k.) S. I orenzo al Mai-e, with a fine church
tower. Then (39 k.) Porto Maurizio comes in sight,
covering the steep sides of a promontory. The church
here is white, and the town is cold in colour compared with
the neighbouring villages.
Oneglia (41 k. — Inn : Vittoria) is an ugly town, wiih
modern arcaded streets, but a good place for the study of
fishing-boats and fishermen. It was the birthplace of Andrea
Doria, the great Genoese admiral, in 1466. Edmondo de
Amicis was born at Oneglia in 1846. Two triumphal arches
decorate a very commonplace bridge. There is a road from
hence to join the railway from Turin to Cuneo (at Fossano)
by the ravine of the Tanaro and the pass of the Col di Nava.
The villages of (46 k.) Diana Marina and (49 k.)
Cervo especially suffered in the earthquake of February
1887. At the latter, a church was built on the Bauso, or
level surface on the top of the hill above the town, by the
coral-fishers of the eighteenth century, of whom 250 — the
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129
whole male population — were lost in a final expedition for
the coral which was to produce the funds to complete its
facade.
Near the castle (and railway station) of (54 k.) Andora,
the Merula of Pliny flows into the sea.
^M%
S. Stefano al Mare.
(61 k.) Alassio.
[Inns : Grand Hotel, close to the sea ; Grand Hotel Suisse, close to
the station ; both good, but the former, since the great earthquake,
sometimes reported unhealthy; HStel d^ Italic or Pension Anglaise ;
Mediterranie, with a garden, at the far W. of the town.]
It is quite recently that Alassio — well sheltered by the
Capo delle Alele on the W., but open to the most terrific
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and lacerating winds from the E. — has been established as
a winter resort. Now there is an English church here.
Alassio has two seasons — the winter for the EngHsh, and
the summer bathing-season, when it is chiefly frequented
by Italians — its sandy bay (so unusual on the Riviera)
being a great attraction. Tourists will probably pass two
nights at Alassio, and spend the intermediate day at
Albenga. Near the station to the W., with the old Palazzo
Brea beside it, is the old CoUegiata of S. Ambrogio, having
the Oratory of S. Caterina annexed to it, with a very fine
romanesque tower.
The old town has narrow, winding, but very clean
streets, and the shore is sandy and pleasant. The Palazzo
Rosso, belonging to the ancient noble family of Ferreri, who
only inhabit it in the bathing-season, contains some good
tapestry and fine old stuccoed halls of the date of Louis
XIV. A slab marks a house — Villa Garibaldi — in which
Garibaldi spent the winter of 1 880-81. The Cappiiccini 2X
the E. end of the town has a very graceful campanile, and
close by, on the shore, is an old watch-tower. At sea is
the island of Gallinara.
A short walk may be taken by the old Cornice road
to the ruined church of S. Croce, whence there is a lovely
view of the sea and Capo delle Mele.
Kn ascent behind the English church leads by pleasant
villas up a valley to Meglio, set high on the hillside. The
Madonna di Castello dates from 1286. It is a steep ascent
to La Madonna della Guardia, built 1200, at the top of
Monte Tirazzo. Laig^ieglia is a point for a pleasant drive
or walk, which may be continued to the Capo delle Mele,
with its hghthouse and little church — Chiesa delle Penne.
Andora has its ruined castello, popularly known as Passo.
Legend derives the name of the town from the Princess
Alassia, daughter of the Emperor Otto II., who eloped with
one of her father's courtiers, the handsome Count Aleramo.
They took refuge at Lamio in Liguria, now represented by
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Castello, close to Alassio. There their children were born,
and there Aleramo earned a poor subsistence for his family
as a charcoal-burner. At last, through the intercession of
the Bishop of Albenga, and from the prowess with which
he bore himself in a tournament, the Emperor was induced
Cathedral of Albenga.
to pardon him, and by a deed given at Ravenna, March
23, 467, endowed him with large estates, and the title of
Marchese Corrati Alamio. After this, tradition says that
Aleramo built a castle on the top of Monte Tirazzo, where
the Madonna della Guardia now stands, and that, under
its protection, Alassio was founded in 986.
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' On Christmas Eve the shepherds of the neighbourhood assemble
in the church of S. Ambrogio, where a solemn midnight service is held.
At the stroke of twelve the principal door of the church opens, and
an ancient shepherd enters, bearing in his arms a white lamb with a
blue ribbon round its neck. Passing up the aisle towards the high
altar, he silently presents it to the officiating priest as an offering. The
latter takes and blesses it, and the shepherd then withdraws as silently
as he entered, and returns to the mountains. In this act, every flock
of the neighbourhood is blessed for all the ensuing year, and is believed
by the shepherds to be thus secured against disease and accidents.
The crowd, the lights, the late hour, and the dignified demeanour of
the shepherd, the solemn act of blessing, and the evident devotion of
the simple people, all contribute to render this ceremony a memorable
and impressive spectacle, which no one should fail to witness.' — /oseph
Sckneer, ' Alassio.^
7 k. beyond Alassio is Albenga (67 k., hotels all very
indifferent), the ancient Albium Ingaunum and birthplace
of the Emperor Proculus. It is a terribly cold and exposed
place in winter. Its thirteen mediaeval towers remind the
traveller of S. Gemignano, rising out of the plain Hke a
number of tall niijepins set close together, and marking
the different palaces formerly inhabited by noble owners,
and still, in many cases, belonging to them. Albenga also
possesses a very ancient gothic Cathedral — 6". Michele deW
Area, with two noble Venetian gothic towers connected by
an arch, and at their foot a little loggia-platform, whence
sentences of death were formerly given. On the N. is the
Baptistery, green with mould and damp, with a remarkable
interlaced stone window. On the E., in the Piazza dei
Leoni, are green and grim Lombardic lions, near the foot
of the tower called Torre delta Alarchesa Alalespina. The
Bishop's Palace contains some old tapestries. Near a
suppressed convent on the W. of the town is an ancient
Beacofi- tower fanale, recently restored at the expense of
Government. A little way beyond the town is a Roman
bridge or viaduct with ten arches — Ponte Limgo, built by
Constantius, afterwards emperor. The place is so un-
healthy that ' Hai faccia di Albenga ' is a proverbial expres-
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sion in the country for one who looks ill. The mountain
background has a fine broken outUne.
The neighbourhood of Albenga may be regarded as the
vegetable garden of the Riviera. A lovely drive (8 fr.)
leads up a valley to Garlanda. The valley is radiantly
beautiful in spring. Overhead are tall peach trees with
their luxuriance of pink blossom. Beneath these the vines
cling in Bacchanalian festoons, leaping from tree to tree,
and below all, large melons, young corn, and bright green
flax, waving here and there into sheets of blue flower, form
the carpet of Nature. Sometimes gaily-painted towers and
ancient palazzi, with carved armorial gateways and arched
porticoes, break in upon the solitude of the valley. In one
of these, the palace of Lusignano, which is girt about on
two sides by the steep escarpment of the mountains, and
backed by a noble pine tree, Madame de Genlis lived for
some time, considering her abode an Arcadia, and here
she wrote her story of the Duchess of Cerifalco, shut up
for nine years by her husband in a vault, of which Albenga
is the scene.
Beyond this, the mountains form rugged precipices, only
leaving space for the road to pass by the side of the clear
rushing river Centa. Its stream divides to embrace the
mediaeval walls and towers of Vilianova, a curious and tiny
city. Near the road is a round church, built of deep
yellow stone, with a gothic tower. Hence, across the
marshy plain of the Lerone, one sheet of flowers in spring,
we reach the old castle of Garlafida, with Scotch-looking
pepper-box tourelles, which guards the narrowing fastness
of the valley. Beyond is the church, where the whole
peasantry of the neighbourhood rose against the French in
defence of their picture by Dometiichino — of S. Mauro
kneeling at the feet of the Virgin and Child — and succeeded
in preventing its being carried off In the same church is
a horrible Martyrdom of S. Erasmus, attributed to Poussin.
The mountain villages of Nava and Oniiea, with their
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marble quarries and chestnut forests — much frequented in
summer — are easily accessible from Albenga.
Another pleasant excursion may be made to Zuccarello,
but it is dangerous to artists, being fortified.
The Island of Gallinara — formerly Isola di S. Eusebio
— is worth visiting, but only in perfectly calm weather, as the
landing is very difficult. It contains some remains of the
Abbey of S. Martina, to which it belonged. In 1866, the
Abbot Raffaelle Biale sold it to Signer Leonard! Gastaldi,
whose castle occupies the summit of the island. A cave is
shown in which S. Martin, the famous Bishop of Tours,
lived for a year, when he fled to this seagirt solitude from
the Arian persecution. It is now a chapel.
' On his return from lianishment, S. Hilary wished to pay a visit to
the island of Gallinara, which had been the refuge of his friend S.
Martin. But the island was at that time inhabited only by venomous
serpents, and the dwellers on the coast prayed S. Hilary to desist from
his rash enterprise. The saint, however, paid no attention to them,
and rowed straight across to the island. No sooner had he landed
than the famished snakes darted upon him, but at the sight of the
cross, which Hilary held out towards them, they crawled trembling
into a cave. The saint closed up the cavern with piles of stones, and
from that hour there has never been another serpent seen there. In
memory of this miracle the inhabitants of Albenga caused a chapel to
be built in honour of the two saints, Martin and Hilary, on the spot
where the snakes disappeared.'— ^(Jif/Zz Schneer, ' Alassio.^
After leaving Albenga, several villages are seen in the
folds of the hills before reaching (73 k.) Ceriale. Then
we pass the gaily painted buildings of Porto S. Spirito.
On the hills on 1. the large village of Totrano is seen.
Now the highroad and railway pass through (76 k.) Loafio
(Inn : Europa). Outside the farther gate there is a very
picturesque view of an aqueduct, and the fine church of
Monte Carmelo, built by the Doria in 1609. At the top
of a wooded hill are remains of a castle founded by Oberto
Doria in 1289; the Palazzo Doria is of 1678. The next
village is Pietra. The highroad passes through a tunnel
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in the rocks, and by (79 k.) Pietra Ligure and (82 k.) Borgo
Verezzi, before reaching —
(85 k.) Finale Marina (Hotel : Garibaldi^ poor), a pic-
turesque village on the shore. The views of the Apennine
ranges beyond Spezia and Carrara are most beautiful on
clear evenings from all this part of the coast ; and the
descent of the road to the seashore at this point, flanked by
gigantic precipices, on one of which is a tall mediaeval
tower, is one of the finest scenes at this end of the
Riviera.
From Finale the road follows the coast, sometimes
above, sometimes on a level with the sea. The first village
is (90 k.) Varigotti. We pass through a tunnel in the
rocks before reaching the picturesque (93 k.) Noli, over-
hung by a ruined castle with three mediaeval towers.
Dante, wishing to describe a difficult pass in his mystic
rocks, recollected Noli in the line —
' Vassi in Sanleo, e discendesi in Noli.'
— Purg. c. iv.
The little Island of Noli is seen not far from the coast.
Then come (96 k.) Spotor?io, (100 k.) Bergeggi, and
(103 k.) Vado. The stately buildings of Genoa shine in
the clear light before reaching (108 k.) Savona.
CHAPTER IX
SAVON A AND PEGLI
SAVONA (Hotel : Sitisse), the largest town on the coast
between Nice and Genoa, is blackened of late years by
factories, and hideous blocks of square houses have risen
in all directions. It has a small but safe harbour. The
handsome Cathedral, of 1604, contains a Madonna and
Child with angels hy Jean Miraiheti ; a Madonna by Aurelio
Robertelli, 1449; an Assumption by B?'ea, 1495; and an
Annunciation and Presentation by Albani. In the Cappella
Sistina is the tomb of the parents of Pope Sixtus IV.,
by Michele and Giovanni di Andria. The church of S.
Giovanni Batiista has a Nativity by Girolavio da Brescia,
1 5 19, and a picture falsely attributed to Albert Diirer. In
S. Maria di Castello is a very remarkable altar-piece by
Vificetizo Foppa, 1489, the illustrious pupil of Mantegna.
The Emperor Pertinax and Pope Gregory VII. were natives
of Savona. S. Giacomo contains the tomb of the lyric
poet Chiabrera, who was born here, inscribed by his own
desire —
' Amico, io, vivendo, cercava conforto
Nel Monle Farnasso ;
Tu, meglio consigliato, cercalo
Nel Calvario.'
The house in which Chiabrera lived in the town is inscribed
with the motto he chose — 'Nihil ex omni parte beatum.'
The Theatre is dedicated to Chiabrera. Pius VII. was long
detained at Savona as a prisoner. Artists will not fail to
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sketch the lovely view from the port with its old tower.
The statue of the Virgin here has an inscription which can
be read either in Latin or Italian —
' In mare irato, in subita procella,
Invoco te, nostra benigna Stella.'
It is about an hour's drive — carriage 6 fr. — from Savona
At Savona.
to its famous Satitiiario. Through a winding valley you
enter a courtyard shaded by great elm trees. In the centre
is a fountain, and on the farther side a fine sixteenth-century
church, containing a few tolerable pictures. The first
appearance of the miraculous Virgin, in whose honour all
this was built, is said to have taken place at the little round
chapel on the hill above the present sanctuary, where she
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showed herself to a poor countryman, and desired him to
go into Savona and declare what he had seen. This he
did boldly, and was put into prison for his pains ; but an
unknown lady came to open his prison-door and release
him. Again, at the scene of his daily labours, the Virgin
revealed herself to him, and again desired him to go and
tell what he had seen in Savona; but he remonstrated, saying
that the last time she had told him to do this he had obeyed
her, and had been imprisoned in consequence. 'Yes,'
answered the Virgin, ' and it was I who released you ; go
then again boldly, and I will protect you.' So he obeyed,
and went to tell what he had seen in Savona; but the people
mocked, and no one believed him, and he returned home
sorrowful. On his way, as he was pondering sadly over
these things, he met a great multitude of people. ' Whence
do you come,' he said, 'and what are you going to do?'
'Oh,' they said, 'we are the inhabitants of the Albergo dei
Poveri, and we are going to Savona, that we may obtain
food and continue to live, for we have no corn left in our
granaries.' Then he bade them return, for their granaries
should be filled. And they were unbelieving, yet still they
returned, and when they reached the granaries, they were
unable to open the doors on account of the quantity of grain
that was in them. All the people of Savona, when they saw
the miracle, gave praise to the Virgin who had delivered
them ; and now, convinced of the truth of the countryman's
story, they built the church and hospital in her honour,
which are still to be seen in the valley of S. Bernardo.
Within, the church is magnificent, its walls being entirely
covered with precious marbles, which in their turn are
encrusted with votive offerings of gold and silver. The
under church is even more splendid than the upper. Here
is the famous image of the Virgin, hideously radiant in the
jewelled crown of Pope Pius VII. and the diamond collar
of King Charles Albert. Beside her kneels a little marble
figure of the countryman to whom the discovery was due.
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Beneath her feet issues a stream of water, served to visitors
from a massive silver jug upon a silver tray; 'holy water,'
says the sacristan, 'and competent to cure all manner of
diseases ; ' but, as a matter of fact, it is so icily cold that it
has quite the contrary effect upon those who drink it after
a hot walk from Savona. In the afternoon a Litany is
most sweetly sung at the Santuario by the inmates of the
neighbouring poorhouse and orphanage, all looking most
picturesque — the younger women in white veils {pezzottos)^
the elder wearing over their heads scarfs with brightly
coloured flowers stamped upon them {mezzaras). When
their service is over, they emerge from the church in pro-
cession, with crosses and banners.
Between Savona and Vado is Lagino, sung by Chia-
brera —
' Tolto dagli occhi altrui movea pensoso,
La dove di Savona il mar tranquillo
La bellissima Lagine vagheggia.'
On leaving Savona, the road passes through (113 k.)
Albizzola Marina. One mile inland is Albizzola Superiore,
where there is a fine palace of the Delia Rovere family.
The Delia Rovere Popes, Sixtus IV. and Julius II., were
both natives of Albizzola. The family was then so much
reduced, that Sixtus IV. , though of noble descent, was the
son of a poor fisherman, and his nephew, Julius II. , was
occupied in his youth in daily carrying the products of his
father's farm to Savona, either by boat or mule, whatever
the rudeness of the season, and was often received with
great severity on his return if his provisions had not sold
well.
In the church of 6". Michele is a picture by Pierino del
Vaga, which he vowed during a storm. Varazze (120 k.),
a great shipbuilding place on the sea-shore, was the birth-
place (1230) of Jacopo de Varagine, author of 'The Golden
Legend,' afterwards an excellent Archbishop of Genoa. In
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the hills above this is the monastery of // Deserto, founded
by a lady of the Pallavicini family, who is represented there
as the Madonna in an altar-piece by Fiasella.
Passing (113 k.) Albizzola and (116 k.) Celle, we reach
(125 k.) Cogoktto,'^ the reputed birthplace of Columbus,
in 1447, and the house of his father Domenico (doubtful^)
is pointed out by the inscription —
' Hospes, siste gradum. Fuit hie lux prima Colombo :
Orbe viro majori heu nimis arcta domus !
Umis erat mundus. " Duo sunt," ait ille. Fuere.'^
Arenzano (130 k.) is an attractive place, abounding in
rare wild flowers, and with beautiful mountain views.
Amongst its great villas, the Villa Pallavicini here has some
of the whimsicalities of the famous villa at Pegli. A cascade
of water falls over the front door of the house, and the
entrance is beneath it.
Voltri (137 k.) is a large town with paper manufactories.
The neighbouring valley of the Leira contains baths for
cutaneous disorders. In the Villa Brig?iole Sale is pre-
served the fine tomb of Margherita, wife of Henry VII. of
Luxemburg, brought from the church of S. Francesco di
Castelletto at Genoa. Two monks are represented laying
the princess in her tomb, a fine work of Giovanni Pisano
in 1313.
Fegli (142 k.) [Hotel d^ Angleterre, facing the station —
with a restaurant, dejeuner 3 fr. — very good ; Hotel Gar-
gini, in a large garden, pension 8 to 9 fr., excellent ;
Grand Hotel). The entrance to the Villa Pallavicini is
through a house adjoining the pretty railway station on the
left. A visit to this famous villa occupies quite two hours,
and no one who is unequal to a long walk should attempt
1 Tennyson's lines on young Columbus in 'The Daisy' commemorate a visit of
the Laureate to Cogoletto.
- In his will Columbus says — 'Que siendo yo nacido en Geneva, como natural
d' alia, porque d' ella sali y en ella naci.'
S Gagliuffi.
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it. It should also be remembered, where time is an object,
that there is nothing especially to be seen in the villa. The
grounds were entirely laid out in 1836-46, during which 1
time a hundred men were constantly at work. The pleasant, |
shady walks are bordered by immense heaths and other '
flowering shrubs. There is a great deal that is very foolish,
and has -been very expensive, in the way of fifth-rate i
triumphal arches, marble summer-houses, artificial cas-
cades, &:c. What is really pretty is a grotto, where you
step into a boat, and are rowed in and out amongst I
stalactite pillars, emerging on a miniature lake fringed
with azaleas and camellias. The villa now belongs to the j
Marchesa Pallavicini Durazzo. The Pallavicini, 'neighbour
robbers,' were a Lombard family, who settled at Genoa in
1353. To them belonged Cardinal Pallavicini, historian
of the Council of Trent, and Orazio, collector of taxes in
England under Mary, who, pocketing his collections on
the accession of Elizabeth, commanded a ship against the
Armada, was knighted, and, dying in great honour, was !
buried at Babraham in Cambridgeshire. His widow mar- \
ried Sir Oliver Cromwell, grandfather of the Protector, |
whose son and two daughters, uncle and aunts of the I
Protector, married the three Pallavicini children of their i
stepmother.
The Villa Doria at Pegli has pleasant grounds.
Cornigliano (148 k.) at the Villa Rachel is a good
pension-hotel.
Hence the approach to Genoa {151 k.) is through a
continuous suburb, till, after passing the lighthouse, we
come upon one of the grandest city views in the world. I
CHAPTER X
GENOA
[Hotels : Italia, good ; delle Qtiaftro Nazioni, good — pension,
lo fr. ; de la Ville, bad and dear ; die Fare, damp, dear, and indifferent ;
de France ; de Londres, near the station.
Visitors to Genoa in warm weather will do well to go for luncheon
or ices to the really beautiful and thoroughly Italian cafe ' La Con-
cordia,' in the Strada Nuova. Its garden, on summer evenings, is
delightful.
Carriages (in all the piazzas), the course, 86 c. ; at night, i fr. 25 c.
The first hour, i fr. 50 c. ; at night, 2 fr. Every half-hour after the
first, 75 c. For the day, with one horse, 5 fr. ; with two horses, 10 fr.
Omnibus (public) from the station to the Piazza S. Domenico, and
all over the town, 20 c.
Boats, in the harbour, with one rower, for two to four persons, 2 fr.
the hour.
Post Office: 18 Piazza Fonlane Amorose.
The English Church, of Genoese gothic, is from designs by Street.]
r^ ENOA stands at the north-western point of Italy, and
^-^ is, as it were, its keynote. No place is more entirely
embued with the characteristics, the beauty, the colour of
Italy. Its ranges of marble palaces and churches rise above
the blue waters of its bay, interspersed with the brilliant
green of orange and lemon groves, and backed by swell-
ing mountains ; and it well deserves its title of Genova la
Superba. The best view is that as you approach by the
railway from Savona : hence you see —
'The queenly city, with its streets of palaces rising tier above tier
from the water, girdling, with the long lines of its bright white houses,
the vast sweep of its harbour, the mouth of which is marked by a huge
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natural mole of rock crowned by its magnificent lighthouse tower. Its
white houses rise out of a mass of fig, and olive, and orange trees, the
glory of its old patrician luxury ; the mountains behind the town are
spotted at intervals by small circular low towers, one of which is dis-
tinctly conspicuous where the ridge of hills rises to its summit, and
hides from view all the country behind it. These towers are the forts
of the famous lines, which, curiously resembling in shape the later
Syracusan walls enclosing Epipolae, converge inland from the eastern
and western extremities of the city, looking down, the western line on
the valley of the Polcevera, the eastern on that of the Bisagno, till they
meet on the summit of the mountains, where the hills cease to rise
from the sea, and become more or less of a table-land running off
toward the interior, at a distance of between two and three miles from
the outside of the city.' — Arnold, ' Lectures on Modern History.''
' Ecco ! vediam la maestosa immensa
* Citta, che al mar le sponde, il dorso ai monti
Occupa tutta, e tutta a cerchio adorna.
Qui volanli barchette, ivi anchorate
Navi contemplo, e a poco a poco in alto
Infra i lucidi tetti, infra 1' eccelse
Cupole e torri, il guardo ergendo all' ampie
Girevol mura triplicate, i chiusi
Monti da loro, e le minute rocche
A luogo a luogo, e i ben posti ripari
Ammiro intorno : inusitata intanto
Vaghezza all' occhio, e bell' intreccio fanno
Col tremolar delle frondose cime.
Col torreggiar dell' appuntate moli,
Lo sventolar delle velate antenne.' — Bettinelli.
Genoa, anciently Genua (probably ixoxn Janiia, the gate of Northern
Italy), was the chief maritime city of Liguria, and afterwards a
Roman municipium. Under the Lombards the constant invasions of
the Saracens united the professions of trade and war, and its greatest
merchants became also its greatest generals, while its naval captains
were also merchants.
The Crusades were of great advantage to Genoa in enabling it to
establish trading settlements as far as the Black Sea, but the power of
Pisa in the East, as well as its possession of Corsica and Sardinia, led
to wars between it and Genoa, in which the Genoese took Corsica, and
drove the Pisans out of Sardinia. By land, the Genoese territory was
extended to Nice on one side and to Spezia on the other. After the
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defeat of Pisa in the battle of Molaia, 1284, and the destruction of its
harbour, Genoa became complete mistress of the western sea. In the
East its power was only surpassed by that of Venice, but constant
competition with the rival city excited its energies to the utmost, and
the services which it was able to render to the Byzantine emperor led
to its gradually supplanting Venice in Greece and the Black Sea.
The most formidable enemy which Genoa had to deal with was
its want of the internal unity which was conspicuous at Venice. The
bishops were its first rulers, then consuls, then doges. In the twelfth
century the people were already divided into eight political parties,
which in the time of the Hohenstaufens resolved themselves into the
Ghibellines under the Dorias and Spinolas, and the Guelfs under the
Fieschi. At the end of the twelfth century the plan of government by
a foreign Podesta was introduced, assisted by a council of eight, but by
the fourteenth century the rivalries of the different noble families had
led to civil war in almost all the possessions of the state, though trade
and navigation only seemed to flourish the more; and the speculations,
ventures, and spirit of enterprise of Genoa only increased.
In 1339 the Genoese elected their first Doge, Simone Boccanera,
who abdicated, was recalled, and eventually poisoned ; and as the chief
power was afterwards always the subject of contention between the
families of Adorno, Fregosi, Marchi, and Montaldi, the possession of a
Doge failed utterly in establishing internal peace. Still trade flourished
and increased, and, from the beginning of the fifteenth century, the
chief power really rested with the managers of the famous Banco
di San Giorgio, which maintained an army and naval force of its
own.
Genoa fell several times into the hands of France. The famous
Andrea Doria was at first Admiral of the French fleet, but, disgusted
at the breach of faith shown by Francis I., and his inattention to the
freedom granted to Genoa, he went over to the Emperor Charles V.,
and having obtained a promise that his native city should be an inde-
pendent republic, drove the French out of the city, and introduced a
constitution in which all family interests were made subordinate to the
real welfare of the state. It was thus ordained that all the old families
possessing landed property were to be counted as equal ; and every
noble family which possessed six inhabited houses in the town was
to form an 'Albergo,' to which poorer families were to associate them-
selves — an arrangement which gave an opportunity of uniting those
families who had hitherto favoured the Guelfs to Ghibe'lline Alberghi,
and those who were Ghibellines to Guelfic Alberghi, and in this way
gradually extinguishing their party spirit by their interests. Out of the
twenty-eight Alberghi thus formed, a senate of 400 members was chosen
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which was to fill up all the offices of state, the Doge being only elected
for two years.
Having no children, Andrea Doria had chosen as his heir his great-
nephew Gianettino, a vain young man, who was suspected of wishing
to aspire to the sovereignly when his uncle should be dead. The
offence which he gave to one of the great Genoese nobles, Giovanni
Luigi di Fieschi, Count of Lavagna, led to the famous conspiracy of
the Fieschi, by which it was resolved to overthrow the new constitu-
tion of Genoa and the influence of the Dorias. For the moment the
insurgents were successful. Gianettino was killed at the Porta S.
Tommaso, and Andrea, on hearing of his death, fled to Savona ; but
the conspiracy was brought to nothing by the death of Fieschi, who fell
into the water as he was stepping into a galley, and was drowned by
the weight of his armour ; after which, Andrea Doria was brought back
to Genoa with honour, and the whole property of the Fieschi was con-
fiscated and their palace razed to the ground.
From this time Genoa enjoyed tranquillity till the reign of Louis
XIV., who sent a fleet to besiege the town in 1684, when the Palace
of the Doge and many other fine buildings were destroyed by bombard-
ment, and the city was forced to submit.
In 1800 Genoa again underwent a siege, when it was attacked by
sea by an English and Neapolitan fleet, and by land by the Austrians.
The blockade caused a terrible famine, in which 20,000 persons
perished, and Massena, with his French garrison, was obliged to capitu-
late on June 4, but re-entered the town on the i6th. The last Doge
chosen was Girolamo Durazzo. In [805 Genoa was incorporated with
France, and its trade was stopped. In 1814 it was stormed by the
English. The Vienna Congress made it over as a Duchy to the King
of Sardinia, and it has since followed the fortunes of the House of Savoy.
The imports of Genoa are now estimated at three hundred million
francs, its exports at a hundred and twenty million. The number of
vessels annually calling at its port is considered to be 7000 sailing
vessels and 2300 steamers, including 1700 sailing vessels and 800
steamers from foreign countries.
The architectural features of Genoa are, first, its mediaeval churches,
with striped fa9ades of black and white marble, and, secondly, its
magnificent sixteenth-century palaces. The residence of Rubens and
Vandyke in the town has greatly enriched it with their paintings,
which for the most part remain iu the hands of those families for whom
they were originally executed. The Genoese painters — Ludovico Brea,
c. 1483 ; Luca Cambiaso, 1527-85 ; Castello il Bergamasco, 1500-
1570; Bernardo Strozzi (called ' II Cappuccino ' or ' II Prete'), 1581-
1644; Carloni, 1593-1630 — were of inferior importance.
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Petrarch, whilst reproaching Genoa with her disorders,
gives a brilhant picture of her happier days : —
' Dost thou remember the time when the Genoese were the happiest
people upon enrth, when their country appeared a celestial residence
such as the Elysian fields are painted ? What an aspect it presented
from the sea ! Towers which seemed to threaten the heavens, hills
clothed with olives and oranges. Marble palaces perched on the top
of the rocks, with delicious retreats beneath them, where art conquered
nature, and at the sight of which the very sailors paused upon their oars,
intent upon gazing. Whilst the travellers who arrived by land beheld
with astonishment men and women right royally adorned, and luxuries
abundant in mountain and wood, unknown elsewhere in royal courts.
When the foot touched the threshold of the city, it seemed as if it had
reached the temple of happiness, of which it was said, as of Rome of
old, " This is the city of kings." '
Several of the hotels overlook the port, and for the sake
of the view, rooms ' al secondo ' and ' al terzo piano ' are
generally to be preferred. From these one can watch the
glorious sunsets behind the grandly proportioned light-
house, called Za Fanak (built 1547), 247 feet high, which
closes the port at its western extremity, and occupies the
site of the fort La Briglia, which Louis XII. of France
erected to keep the Genoese in check after his conquest
of the city in 1507. The harbour will recall the history of
the Crusades, and that hence the Grati Paradiso and the
S. Niccolo bore the ill-fated expedition of S. Louis to the
coast of Africa.
The principal sights of Genoa may be comprised within
a single walk, and may be visited in the following order :
The Strada degli Orefici, Banca di S. Giorgio, Cathedral
(S. Maria di Carignano), S. Matteo (Acqua Sola), Palazzo
Doria Tursi, Palazzo Brignole Rosso, L'Annunziata, Albergo
del Poveri, Palazzo Balbi, Palazzo Durazzo della Scab,
Palazzo del Principe Doria. But there are many other
objects in Genoa full of beauty and interest, and several days
may be well spent in the examination of its glorious palaces.
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and the treasures they contain. Those who are unequal to
much exertion will find constant amusement in the view
from their windows, for which it is most desirable to secure
rooms on the third story.
' Genes rend paresseux. De sa fenetre on y jouit trop pour qu'il
n'en coiite pas d'aller chercher au loin ses curiosites. Le voyageur
assez heureux pour plonger sur cette vaste mer, sur ce port magnifique
qui en est comme le vestibule, sur cette foret de mats que les flots
balancent sous les yeux, ne pent pas s'en arracher. Le mouvement et
la vie qui se jouent et se deploient sous milles formes diverses, ces
legers bateaux qui se glissent entre les vaisseaux immobiles, ces voix
confuses qui se melent au bruit sourd des vagues, les cris des matelots
adoucis par I'espace, leurs costumes si pittoresques, leurs physionomies
si expressives, cette mer si bleue, ce del si pur, cette vive lumiere, ces
brises si fraiches et pourtant si douces, ce cintre qui resserre le tableau
afin de n'en faire perdre aucun detail, et tout cela un seul coup d'oeil
I'embrasse ! Ici vraiment tout ce qui respire jouit, tout ce qui regarde
est heureux 1 II est sans doute un grand nombre de ports de mer qui
offrent une vue etendue et variee, mais en outre d'une magnificence que
Ton chercherait vainement ailleurs, les ditferents plans sur lesquels la
ville de Genes est batie, semblent comme autant de gradins disposes
pour faire jouir les habitants de I'eternelle iiauniachic qui se deploie a
leurs regards.' — Madame Swetchine.
' Looking out from my bedroom, I saw beneath me rows of lengthy,
oddly-constructed waggons, laden, some with sacks of corn, some with
barrels of (I know not what), some with pigs of lead and iron, some
with cocoa-nut matting, others with logs of timber, others, again, with
dried fish ; and, what with the ceaseless din of human voices, pitched
in every key, the clang of iron rails as they were flung from the carts
to the ground, the blasting of the neighbouring rocks for the fortifica-
tions, the braying of mules and donkeys, the tinkling of the bells
affixed to their harness, and the cracking of vetturinos' whips as they
whirled their crazy vehicles through the streets, the hammering of iron
pots and copper pans, the chanting monotone of the sailors, with their
yo-ho, yo-ho ! as they raised anchor before leaving harbour, the creak-
ing of cordage, the cries of hucksters as they advertised their wares for
sale, and the vibration of all the church bells as they chimed the
quarters, — I thought my tympanum must have burst. I say nothing of
the fragrant odours drawn forth by the heat of the sun from Parmesan
and Gruyere cheese and Bologna sausages ; nor will I dwell on the
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filthy habits of women spitting and men smoking at every turn. In
spite of all these drawbacks, the eye enjoys a perpetual feast in strange
dramas acting every minute, and the picturesque groups standing at
every corner. The superfluous energy of gesticulation about the veriest
trifle, in which almost all classes indulge, would be amusing were it not
fatiguing. It was but now I saw two men, with naked, nervous arms
and legs, and swarthy breasts, with no article of clothing on them but
cotton drawers, flinging their arms about so wildly, and gabl)ling at
each other with such frantic vehemence, that I expected bloodshed
every instant. The ringing laugh which succeeded this redundancy
of gesture taught me that I did not yet understand the national tem-
perament.'— y?///rt;/ C. Young.
Emerging from the hotels on the side towards the sea,
the traveller finds himself in a heavy whitewashed arcade
beneath the old houses, a place sufiiciently repulsive in its
first appearance, but always full of life and ' movimento,'
and where the character of the Genoese people may well be
studied. Costumes are dying out, but women still some-
times pass in the veils of Genoa, the graceful thin muslin
veils of the unmarried women, caWed pezzottos, and the pic-
turesque >nezzaras, a kind of gaily-flowered chintz, of the
married women. There is a patois peculiarly Genoese ; a
soldo here is always palanco. It will be observed what
numbers of priests and monks of every kind still abound
in the city, which is especially dedicated to the Madonna.
The Italian proverb about Genoa —
Mare senza pesce,^ monti senza legno, uoniini senza fede, donne
senza vergogna,
has no truth, and is probably of hostile Pisan origin : cer-
tainly the Genoese would not be likely to say it of them-
selves. Boccaccio also defends the virtue of the Genoese
ladies in the second day of his ' Decameron,' when Barnabo
Lomellini, at a party of Italian merchants in Paris, refuses
to believe in the possibility of infidelity on the part of
1 Tliere are 180 different kinds.
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his Genoese wife. However, two of the greatest of Italian
poets condemn the faults of Genoa : —
' Ahi Genovesi, uomini diversi
D' ogni costume, e pien d' ogni magagna :
Perche non siete voi del mondo spersi ? '
Daitte, Inf. xxxiii. 151.
' Tue ricchezze non spese, eppur corrotte,
Fan d'ignoranza un denso velo agli uni,
Superstizion tien gli altri ; a tutti e notte.'
Alfieri, Sotin. 76.
Following the arcades to the left (from the hotels), the
Via della Ponte Reale leads to the busy little Piazza Banchi,
containing the gaily painted sixteenth-century Exchan'^-e —
Loggia del Banchi — raised aloft on a balustraded platform.
In the fifteenth century one Lucca Pinelli was dragged
hither and crucified in the night, because he dared in the
senate to oppose the sale of Leghorn to the Florentines,
which had been thought necessary by the Doge Tommaso
Campofregoso, to pay for the fortification of the city walls
and improvement of the dockyard. ' When men rose next
morning, they found his dead body hanging to the cross,
with these words written beneath — " Because he has uttered
words which men may not utter." In this way did the
rulers of Genoa remove from their path all opposition.' ^
From this square opens the Strada degli Orefici, the jewel-
lers' street, bright with shops of the Genoese coral described
by Dante as ' of pallid hue, 'twixt white and yellow,' and of
silver and gold filigree-work, chiefly in the form of butter-
flies, flowers, or feathers. On the left of the street, near the
end, is a shrine, much esteemed by the Genoese, contain-
ing a beautiful picture of the Virgin and Child with S. Loo
(the patron of smiths), by Pellegrino Piola. It was set up
on November 25, 1641, and that very night the artist was
murdered in a quarrel in the Piazza Sarzana, being only in
1 Theodore Bent's Genoa.
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his twenty-second year. When Napoleon wished to remove
this picture, the gold and silver smiths effectually defended
it, and it was never taken to France.
Returning to the arcades, we have, facing us, the black
walls and rugged arches of the old Dogana, enclosing the
Banco di San Giorgio, used for the bank which was founded
to meet the expenses of resisting the Grimaldi of Monaco.
The building itself is a memorial of Genoese hatred and
vengeance against Venice, its stones having been brought
from Constantinople in 1260, when Michael Palaeologus
gave the Genoese the Venetian fortress of Pancratone.
The three Venetian lions' heads which adorn the principal
portal are a proof of this. Against the outer arches hung,
for nearly 600 years, a similar memorial of the remorseless
hatred of Genoa against Pisa — the chains of the Porto
Pisano, carried off, in 1290, by Conrad Doria, with forty
galleys : these have lately been restored to Pisa. Over the
door are the remains of the device adopted by Genoa after
the visit of its native Pope, Innocent IV. (Fieschi) — the
Griffin of Genoa strangling the imperial Eagle, and the Fox
of Pisa in its claws, with the motto —
' Griphus ut has angit
Sic hostes Janua frangit.'
On the fagade towards the sea Lazzaro Tavarone has
represented St. George on the front of his own palace. The
building was erected by the first Doge, Guglielmo Bocca-
negra, and is attested by the inscription —
' Gnglielmo Boccanegra, whilst he was captain of this city, ordered,
in the year 1260, that I should be built. After this was decreed, Ivo
Oliviero, a man divine for the acuteness of his mind, adapted me with
great care to whatever use should then or ever after be applied to me
by the captain.'
The Bank of England has existed for two centuries, the
Bank of Genoa for five. No aspersion has ever been cast
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upon it, partly perhaps because those who have administered
it have never derived profit from it, only honour.
The upper hall, a striking picture of neglected and
decaying magnificence, is surrounded by two ranges of
grand life-size statues of Genoese heroes — Spinola, Doria,
Fieschi, &c., the upper row standing, the lower seated.
' On every side the visitor is greeted by the statues of worthy men,
some well executed in white marble by eminent Genoese artists. They
line the walls of the entrance hall, they line the walls of the council
hall, each one a testimony to some magnanimous citizen, who gave a
portion of his patrimony towards relieving some pressing distress.
"We loved that hall, tho' white and cold.
Those niched shapes of noble mould ;
A princely people's awful princes,
The grave, severe Genoese of old."
Tennyson, ' The Daisy.'
One of these worthies had founded a hospital, another had l:)ought off
a tax on provisions which pressed heavily on the poor, another had left
shares in the bank to provide a dower for poor maidens, another had
left his whole fortune to improve the port or strengthen the fortifica-
tions. There they stand in this noble hall, thirty-five benefactors of
their country, all robed in the loose flowing dress of mediaeval Italy,
each with his quaint " berretta " on his head, a stone slab underneath
each, relating their many virtues and their liberality. In fact, this old
building contains a perfect museum of Genoa's worthies.
' The statues are all arranged in an order peculiar to themselves,
suited to their various grades of liberality. For those who only be-
queathed twenty-five thousand francs to the state, a simple commemo-
rative stone was thought sufficient, whilst their more liberal brethren,
whose donation amounted to fifty thousand francs, were honoured with
a half-figure bust. All those who gave up to one hundred thousand
francs were represented standing in a row over the heads of the most
generous of all who exceeded this sum, and who were placed in a sitting
posture close to public gaze and admiration." — Theodore Benf s ^ Genoa.'
To the Student of Genoese history the neglected halls of
the Banco di S. Giorgio are full of interest. An inscription
marks the room where criminal cases were tried. In an
upper chamber is the ballot-box which, decided elections.
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The pigeon-holes remain where the letters for the different
magistrates were placed 400 years ago. In the archives are
boundless materials for the history of Genoa and her
colonies, Caffa, Scio, Famagosta, &c., and a copy of the
Gazzaria, the laws by which she governed her possessions
in the Black Sea.
' For St. George ' was the Genoese war-cry, and it is
interesting here to remember that the choice of St. George
as the patron saint of England came from his selection by
Richard Coeur de Lion as his ensign in compliment to the
port of Genoa, which fitted out the eighty galleys on which
he and Philip II. embarked for the Crusades.
In this neighbourhood, closing the eastern side of the
harbour, is the Porto Franco, which grew up through the
desire to evade the tithes claimed on all cargoes of ships
by the archbishop. AVe may still see the 355 bonded ware-
houses, surrounded by lofty walls, and with gates towards
the sea and the city. That all merchandise from abroad
could be freely admitted here and sent from here by sea and
land without any kind of duty was the secret of Genoa's
later prosperity. Attached to the Porto Franco is the
curious population of porters called the ' Company of the
Caravans,' which had their distinctive dress, their own
consuls, and a jurisdiction of their own. They were founded
in 1340 by the Banco di S. Giorgio, which imported twelve
porters hither from the valley of Brembana, of which the
inhabitants were famous for their industry and honesty.
In order to succeed to his father's employment, it was in-
dispensable that a son should be born, either within the
precincts of the Porto Franco, or in the villages of Piazza
and Lugno; and such was the morality of the colony that in
the annals of the police no complaint has ever been brought
against its people. Niccolo Paganini, ' the pale musician of
the bow,' as Leigh Hunt calls him, was the son of a porter
of the Porto Franco. The Caravanas, so called from the
Arab fashion of their arrival, had the privilege of selling
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their posts to their compatriots, and these were often valued
at as much as 10,000 francs. Now they have lost their
privileges, and the Facchini may be simple Genoese.
We now turn to the left, by the Via S. Lorenzo, to the
Cathedral, which was chiefly built in the twelfth century
and restored in the fourteenth. From its steps the podesta
announced the capture of Damietta, which closed the fifth
crusade, when, 'amid rabid and unearthly yells of joy, women
fainted and wept aloud, and old men tottering with years
cast away their crutches and with outstretched arms thanked
the Almighty for the mercies received.' The Cathedral is
striped in alternate courses of black and white marble, like
most of the great Genoese buildings.
' In scanning the fa9ade of this cathedral, the traveller's eye rests on
a perfect museum of architecture. The portals are built in pure Italian
Gothic surrounded by a blaze of figure working, in which are seen
Moorish designs and Moorish images, whilst the Byzantine element is
present in the figure of Christ over the central portal, and in the
genealogical tree which climbs up towards it. As the eye travels up-
wards it rests on some of the best work of the fourteenth and fifteenth
centuries — restorations made after a fire which nearly deprived Genoa
of her sanctuary — until at length the campanile crowns the motley
group, finished in 1520, in the stiffest style of the Renaissance. If each
of those figures inserted in the walls could give its own history, what
a curious network of facts would they produce about Genoa's enter-
prises and Genoa's world-wide conmierce. Report tells us that those
spiral pillars on either side of the central portal, representing palm trees,
came from a Moorish mosque at Almeria, in Spain ; the pillars of a
loggia, where, according to the original plan, another tower was to
have been built, belonged to an ancient church which stood here before
the cathedral ; and a grotesque figure of S. Lorenzo on the gridiron,
with impish dwarfs blowing vigorously with bellows, came from the
same old building ; whilst a legend is attached to a tall thin figure
under a canopy on the south corner of the fa9ade, which is commonly
supposed to represent the blacksmith who did all the iron-work for the
cathedral, and refused to be paid on condition that a statue of himself
should be inserted on the walls. And here he stands, with his anvil
in his hands, puzzling the heads of antiquaries, who declare him to be
a saint, and reject the popular story with scorn.' — Theodore Benfs
' Genoa.''
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In the outer wall N.W. we may observe the exquisite
gothic tomb of Antonio Grimaldi, the unsuccessful general
of the Republic in the fourteenth century, unwisely chosen
in the place of Pagano Doria, after the terrible naval battle
of the Bosphorus.
The church is approached through a kind of vestibule
or inner porch, and the effect of its interlacing arches is
very striking. The nave, which is far the finest part of the
building, is separated from the aisle by dark marble pillars,
supporting striped arcades of black and white marble.
Here and there a crimson curtain gives a bright patch of
colour, which is repeated in the figures kneeling below.
On the right is the tomb of Duke Isaac, a Greek exile who
remained at Genoa when the rest of his compatriots returned
to Constantinople with the Emperor Michael Palaeologus,
raised to the throne by Genoese interference.
The chapel of the Doges at the end of the right aisle has
a great Crucifixion, by Vandyke : the arrangement is rather
stiff; S. Sebastian is represented with the Virgin and S. John
at the foot of the Cross. The choir is renaissance, with
stalls oi in tarsia -work. Before a chapel on the left of the
altar kneels the marble figure of Cardinal Pallavicini : the
Genoese say that he has confessed and long sought absolu-
tion, but still waits for it. From the centre of the left aisle
opens the rich and grotesque Chapel of S. John the Baptist,
built 1496. It is decorated with statues by Guglielmo del/a
Porta and Matteo Civitali di S. Giovanni (the great sculptor
of Lucca), 1490.
' The finest among the statues is that of Zacharias, a noble figure,
clad in the official robes of a Jewish high priest, standing with arms
raised to heaven as if "executing the priest's office before God in the
order of his course." The Elizabeth is remarkable for its fine drapery
and grandiose style ; the Habakkuk is a striking figure ; but the Adam
wants dignity, and the Eve is coarse and without expression.' — Perkins's
' Tiiscan Sculptors.^
'l"he shrine is adorned with hanging lamps, always kept
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burning. The relics of the saint are preserved in a silver
shrine by Daniele di Terramo (1437). In consequence of
the crime of Herodias and her daughter, an edict of
Innocent VIII. forbids females to enter the chapel except
on one day in the year : the ladies of the Sauli family were
alone exempted, on account of the piety and charity of their
house, and they are usually married in this chapel. In the
treasury of the cathedral (only shown by a special order from
the Municipality) is the Sacro Catino, long exhibited to the
people as the vessel used by our Saviour at the Last Supper
— the Holy Graval or Grail ; another tradition tells that it
was originally given to King Solomon by the Queen of
Sheba. When Cesarea was taken by the Genoese and Pisan
Crusaders in iioi, the Genoese gave up to the Pisans all
the rest of the booty, on condition that the Sacro Catino
was left to them. Nothing could exceed the veneration with
which it was afterwards regarded at Genoa. Twelve knights
called ' Clavigeri ' were appointed as its special guard, each
being responsible during one month of the year for the
safety of the tabernacle in which it was contained.
Petrarch ^ speaks of having seen it — ' a priceless and
wonderful vase ' and ' a right glorious relic' It was believed
to be formed from a single emerald, and as there were
heretics to this faith, in 1476 a law appeared, punishing
with death any one who made experiments upon the Sacro
Catino, 'by touching it with gold, stones, coral, or any
other substance.' Unfortunately it was carried to Paris in
1809, and, when sent back in 1815, it was broken between
Turin and Genoa.
' II resulte que Genes ne croit plus que le Sacro Catino soit una
emeraude.
' Genes ne croit plus que cette emeraude ait ete donnee par la reine
de Saba a Salomon ; — Genes ne croit plus que dans cette emeraude
Jesus-Christ ait mange I'agneau pascal. Si aujourd'hui Genes reprenait
Cesaree, Genes demanderait sa part du butin, et laisserait aux Pisans le
Sacro Catino, qui n'est que de verre.' — Dumas.
1 Itincrario.
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' In Genoa 'tis said that a jewel of yore,
Clear, large, and resplendent, ennobled the shrine.
Where the faithful in multitudes flocked to adore,
And the emerald was pure, and the saint was divine.
But the priest who attended the altar was base.
And the faithful who worshipped besotted and blind ;
He put a green glass in the emerald's place.
And the multitude still in mute worship inclined.'
Lo7-dJ. Russell to Thomas Moore.
On the walls of the Archbishop's Palace are curious
frescoes illustrative of gifts to the metropolitan church — of
property in Sardinia after the Genoese conquests in the
island in the twelfth century ; of Gibiletto from Beltram,
son of Baldwin, and of various benefits from its native Pope,
Innocent IV.
In a small piazza to the right of the cathedral square is
the Palazzo Giustifiiani, on which we may remark a lion
with an open Bible. This and another Venetian lion on the
sailors' church of S. Marco are memorials of the many
victories of the Genoese over the Venetians.
To the left of the cathedral square by the Via and
Salita del Arcivescovado, we reach the Church of S. Matteo.
The story of the Doria family circles around this little
building. It is supposed to have had its romantic origin in
Arduin, Vicomte de Narbonne, who fell ill at Genoa when
he came thither to embark for the Crusades, and was kindly
nursed by a noble Genoese lady of the Delia Volta family,
and her daughter Oria. This kindness Arduin never forgot,
and, when he returned from the Holy Land, he married
Oria, and merging his nationaUty into hers, and calling his
property Port d'Oria, became the ancestor of the most
illustrious family in Genoa. On the raised loggia before
the church the Doria merchants met their clients, and
hence Andrea Doria harangued the people in 1528, urging
them to resist the French, who were then besieging the
town. The little piazza is surrounded by the family palaces.
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That on the right, with an inscription, was given to Lamba
Doria in 1298, after the victory of Curzola. The first of
those bearing a relief above the entrance, of St. George and
the Dragon in the slate-marble of Lavagna, was given to
Pagano Doria in 1355, after the battle of Sapienza. The
palace in the right-hand corner, striped with black and white
marble, and with a door richly adorned with arabesques,
was the gift of the Republic to the famous Andrea Doria,
after his refusal to accept the dogeship for life. It bears
the inscription : Senat. Cons. A?idreae de Oria Patriae
Liberatori Mutius Publicum.
' This house was Andrea Doria's. Here he lived ;
And here at eve relaxing, when ashore,
Held many a pleasant, many a grave discourse
With them that sought him, walking to and fro,
As on his deck. 'Tis less in length and breadth
Than many a cabin in a ship of war ;
But 'tis of marble, and at once inspires
The reverence due to ancient dignity.
He left it for a better ; and 'tis now
A house of trade, the meanest merchandise
Cumbering its floors. Yet, fallen as it is,
'Tis still the noblest dwelling — even in Genoa !
And hadst thou, Andrea, lived there to the last,
Thou hadst done well ; for there is that without,
That in the wall, which monarchs could not give,
Nor thou take with thee — that which says aloud.
It was thy Country's gift to her Deliverer.
'Tis in the heart of Genoa (he who comes.
Must come on foot) and in a place of stir ;
Men on their daily business, early and late.
Thronging thy very threshold. But, when there.
Thou wert among thy fellow-citizens.
Thy children, for they hailed thee as their sire ;
And on a spot thou must have loved, for there,
Calling them round, thou gav'st them more than life,
Giving what, lost, makes life not worth the keeping.
There thou didst do indeed a deed divine ;
Nor couldst thou leave thy door nor enter in,
Without a blessing on l\).(tft'— Rogers.
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In the beautiful little cloister on the left of the church
are the remains of the colossal statues of Andrea and
Giovandrea (son of Gianetto) Doria, erected in front of the
Doge's palace in 1577, and decapitated and mutilated by
the mob in 1797.
The church itself is of the thirteenth century, and striped
with black and white marble. Its inscriptions relate to the
glories of the house of Doria — to the defeat of the Pisans
by Oberto Doria in 1284, to the victory of Lamba over the
Cloister of S. Matteo, Genoa.
Venetians at Curzola in 1298, to the prowess of Filippo
in the Gulf of Salerno, to the conquest of the Venetians,
Greeks, and Catalans in the Bosphorus by Pagano in 1352,
and to the death of Luciano whilst fighting the Venetians
at Pola in 1379. In the Roman sarcophagus under the
window on the right, the honoured remains of Lamba
Doria were laid by his son Lambino in 1323. Over the
high altar hangs the sword of Andrea Doria, sent to him in
1535 by Pope Paul III. At the end of the left aisle is the
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Doria Chapel, with a picture of Andrea and his wife kneel-
ing at the feet of the Saviour. Hence we enter a crypt
adorned with stucco-reliefs by Montorsoli, containing the
tomb which Andrea Doria erected for himself in his hfe
time, with figures allegorical of Vigilance and Plenty-
Facing it is a Reliquary of the True Cross, of which the
keys are always kept by the present Prince Pamfili Doria.
The figures behind the high altar and the beautiful balconied
organ-loft are by Montorsoli. All the monuments of the
Doria in suppressed churches or convents have been
collected in this church and its cloister. The bells were
spoils from Conca in Crete, hung up in the family church
by Oberto Doria, the victor of Meloria. The burial-place
of Andrea Doria will recall the lines of Ariosto —
' Questo e quel Doria, che fa dai Pirati
Sicuro il vostro mar per tutti i lati.
Non fu Pompejo a par di costui degno,
Se ben vinse e caccio tutti i corsari :
Pero che quelli al piii possente regno
Che fosse mai, non poteano esser pari ;
Ma questo Doria sol col proprio ingegno
E proprie forze purghera quel mari ;
Se che da Calpe al Nilo, ovunque s' oda
II nome suo, tremar veggio ogni proda.
Questi ed ogn' altro, che la patria tenta
Di libera far serva, si arrossisca ;
Ne, dove '1 nome d' Andrea Doria senta,
Di levar gli occhi in viso d' uomo ardisca.
Veggio Carlo che '1 premio gli augumenta ;
Ch' oltre quel ch' in comniun vuol che fruisca
Gli da la ricca terra, ch' ai Normandi
Sara principio a farli in Puglia grandi.'
Orlando Fnn'oso, xv.
From S. Matteo we may ascend to the handsome Piazza
Carlo Felic<\ formerly Piazza Nuova, containing the modern
Exchange and Theatre. Close by, to the r., is the modern
Palazzo Di/cale, occupying the site of the ancient Palace of
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the Doges, and with a stately marble hall and staircase, and
an old brick tower rising above the later buildings. Facing
the palace is the Church of Sanf Anibrogio, built by the
Pallavicini. It contains three large and good pictures,
which are shown by the sacristan : —
Giddo. The Assumption of the Virgin.
Kubens. The Circumcision (over the high altar).
Rubens. S. Ignatius healing a Demoniac.
Hence the modern Via Rovia leads to the beautiful Pro-
menade of Acqiia Sola, much frequented by the Genoese in
summer. Here is the Caffe d" Italia, in a pleasant garden.
From the Piazza Carlo Felice opens the street of the
same name. On the left is the Palazzo Pallavicini, once
remarkable for its pictures, now removed to the Palazzo
Durazzo in the Via Balbi. By this street we reach the
Piazza delle Fontane A morose. On the left is the post-
office. On the right are the handsome Palazzo Negroni
and another Palazzo Pallavicini. The upper end of the
square is occupied by the picturesque and characteristic
Palazzo Spinola dei Marmi, built of black and white
marble in the fifteenth century, and adorned with statues
of Spinolas, commemorated beneath by ancient gothic in-
scriptions. This palace was erected with the materials of
the old Fieschi Palace, destroyed by the Senate to punish
their conspiracy in 1336. It contains some early frescoes
of Luca Camhiaso or Ltuchetto da Genova, 1527-80, one
of the best of the Genoese painters. The Spinolas came
into the town from the valley of the Polcevera, where an old
viscount renowned for his hospitality had tapped {spillava,
spinolava) his wine-casks with such readiness that he gained
himself the name.
(On the left of the palace the Vico della Loggia Spinola
leads to Acqua Sola. At the top, on the left, is the old
Palazzo Spinola, having a grand entrance court covered
with decaying frescoes. The rooms open upon a marble
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terrace, where the walls are decorated in fresco by pupils of
Pierino del Vaga.
The street beneath the arch of xA.cqua Sola leads to the
English Church.)
From the Piazza delle Fontane Amorose opens the Fm
Garibaldi, formerly the famous Via Nuova — a street which
Madame de Stael says appears to have been built for a con-
gress of kings — a succession of palaces, one more splendid
than another.
' When can one forget the streets of palaces, the vStrada Nuova
and the Strada Balbi ; or how the former looks when seen under the
brightest and most intensely blue of summer skies, which its narrow
perspective of immense mansions reduces to a tapering and most pre-
cious strip of brightness, looking down upon the heavy shade below ?
The endless details of these rich palaces ; the walls of some of them
within, alive with masterpieces of Vandyke ; the great heavy stone
balconies one above another, and tier above tier, with here and there
one larger than the rest, towering high up, a huge marble platform ;
the doorless vestibules, massively-barred lower windows, immense
public staircases, thick marble pillars, strong dungeon-like arches, and
dreary, dreaming, echoing, vaulted chambers, among which the eye
wanders again, and again, and again, as every palace is succeeded by
another ; the terrace-gardens between house and house, with green
arches of the vine, and groves of orange trees, and blushing oleanders
in full bloom, twenty, thirty, forty feet above the street ; the painted
halls mouldering and blotting and rotting in the damp corners, and
still shining out in bright colours and voluptuous designs where the
walls are dry ; the faded figures on the outsides of the houses, holding
wreaths, and crowns, and flying upward and downward, and standing
in niches, and* here and there looking fainter and more feeble than else-
where by contrast with some fresh little cupids, who, on a more recently
decorated portion of the front, are stretching out what seems to be the
semblance of a blanket, but is, indeed, a sundial ; the steep, steep,
uphill streets of small palaces (but very large palaces for all that), with
marble terraces looking down into close by-ways ; the magnificent and
innumerable churches ; and the rapid passage from a street of stately
edifices into a maze of the vilest squalor, steaming with unwholesome
stenches, and swarming with half-naked children, and whole worlds of
dirty people, make up, altogether, such a scene of wonder — so lively
and yet so dead ; so noisy and yet so quiet ; so obtrusive and yet so
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shy and lowering ; so wide awake and yet so fast asleep — that it is a
sort of intoxication to a stranger to walk on, and on, and on, and look
about him. A bewildering phantasmagoria, with all the inconsistency
of a dream, and all the pain and all the pleasure of an extravagant
reality.' — Dickens.
Passing (right) the Cambiaso, Parodi, and Del Sindaco
Palaces, we reach (No. 9) Palazzo Doria 2\irsi, now belong-
ing to the municipality, with a hanging terraced garden. In
the beautiful entrance court is a good statue of Giuseppe
Mazzini by Saccomano. The vestibule has frescoes of
Genoese history, given by Antonio Vela. We must ascend
the splendid vast marble staircase adorned with frescoes from
destroyed palaces and churches, to the great hall, now the
Sala Comunale, adorned with modern mosaics of Columbus
and Marco Polo. The room on the right contains a hollow
pillar, filled with the MS. letters of Columbus, and sur-
mounted by his bust. The room on the left contains the
bronze Tabula (discovered 1506), recording the investiga-
tion of a boundary question between the Genuenses and
the Veturii by Quintus Marcus Minutius and Q. F. Rufus
in A.u.c. 633. Here also are a few good pictures, espe-
cially a triptych of Albert Diirer, representing the Virgin
and Child with S. Mark and S. Nicholas, and a Va?i Eyck
of the Crucifixion with the Virgin and S. John. A sort of
shrine, lined with pink silk, contains the relics of Paganini
— his miniatures, his medals, and his violin with its case.
Beyond this palace is the admirable Caffe Concordia.
No. 18, on the 1. of the Via Nuova, is the magnificent
Palazzo Brignole Sale, or Palazzo I^osso (from the red
colour with which it is painted), made over in 1S74 by
Maria, Duchess Galiera, the heiress of the Brignole family,
to the Municipio, on condition of its being kept up^ and its
art collections being undisturbed — an act of extraordinary
munificence, as the palace alone was valued at three millions
of francs, and the Library, included in the gift, is particu-
larly rich in ' memoires pour servir ' for the period of the
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French Revolution. The Gallery is open on Mondays,
Thursdays, and Saturdays; the Library, Mondays and
Tuesdays, from 10 to 3. The best pictures (terribly over-
' restored ') are : —
^//i Cha7nber {Sala della Friiiiavera) :
Vandyke. Portrait of a Prince of Orange.
* Vandyke. Portrait of the Marchese Anton-Giulio Brigaole Sale,
riding on a white horse and waving his hat, with his dog
running by his side.
* Vandyke. Portrait of the Marchesa Paolina Brignole (wife of
Marchese Anton-Giulio), a lovely woman, in a blue gown
embroidered with gold, and a black feather in her chestnut
hair.
Vandyke. Our Saviour bearing his Cross.
Paris Bordone. A portrait with red sleeves — splendid in colouring.
6th Chamber {Sala deW Estate) :
Gttercino. The Buyers and Sellers expelled from the Temple.
Guido. S. Sebastian, an inferior replica of the famous picture at
the Capitol.
ith Cha?nber {Sala d'' Autunnd) :
Bonifazio Venezia)io. The Virgin and Child, the Mother in a
white veil, in an open portico, receiving the adoration of the
Magi — a very beautiful work of the master.
Guercino. Madonna and Child, with SS. Bartholomew and John
the Evangelist.
Zth Chamber (Sala d'' Inverno) :
P. Veronese. Judith and Holofernes.
Q)th Chamber {Sala della Vita delP Uomd) :
Vandyke. Young man in a Spanish dress.
* Vandyke. Marchesa Geronima Brignole and her daughter
(mother and sister of Marchese Anton-Giulio) — much re-
painted.
No. 12 is the Palazzo Serra, sometimes called the
' Palace of the Sun,' from the gorgeous gilding which
adorns it, but not much worth visiting. No. 6 is the
Palazzo Doria.
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Farther, on the left, a Httle behind the street, the Discesa
di S. Siro leads to the Church of S. Siro, which succeeded
S. Maria in Castello as the Cathedral of Genoa, being then
La Basilica dei Dodici Apostoli. The ancient building has,
however, almost vanished under alterations. Blackbirds
are still always allowed to build their nests unmolested in
this church, from a tradition that S. Siro as a boy raised to
life his pet blackbird, which he found dead one day on
his return from school. Here, during a popular irritation
against the captains of the people — Doria and Spinola —
' In the midst of an excited multitude, a gold-beater rose up and
said, "Do ye wish that I should tell you something for your good?"
Laughing at the absurd little man, the people with one accord shouted
"No!" Nothing daunted, however, the gold-beater exclaimed, "Let
it be Simone Boccanegra." The innocent object of this hap-hazard
choice was a quiet, demure merchant, who chanced to be standing by.
And, like an Italian crowd that it was, startled and amused by the
novelty, and perhaps liking the recurrence of the name of a captain
they had elected a century before, the assembled multitude with one
accord cried out, " Let Simone Boccanegra be abbot of the people."
' Taking the opportunity of a hush, prudent Boccanegra quietly
thanked them and declined. His refusal made them the more eager,
and they cried, " Let him be our lord ! " {sigiwre). Again Boccanegra
declined an honour the very name of which smacked of feudalism in
liberal nostrils. Then at length a cry arose, and was echoed from
mouth to mouth, " We wish him for our Doge." To this Boccanegra
quietly assented, and was carried to the palace in triumph by the
people, who, wild with excitement, rushed through the streets crying,
" Long live the Doge ! " " Long live the people ! " And the captains
prudently withdrew from the town.' — Theodoi-e Bent, ' Genoa.'
Here we enter the Via Cairoli, formerly Via Nuovissiina,
a street (of shops) less aristocratic than the others. It
leads into the Piazza delta Nunziata. The Church of the
Attmmziata is splendid of its kind, has fine marble columns,
and is gilt with old Genoese zecchini. Over the entrance
is a Last Supper by Procaccini. The church was built by
the Lomellini, lords of Tabarca — an island on the north
coast of Africa — till 1741, and commemorates the extra-
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ordinary wealth acquired in their coral fisheries, which they
spent in its marbles, gold, and frescoes. Sismondi speaks
of the church as 'an illuminated snuff-box.'
' The S. Annunziata was built at the sole expense of the Lomellini
family, it is said, towards the end of the seventeenth century; though
how a church so pure in design came to be executed then is by no
means clear. The church is a basilica of considerable dimensions,
being 82 feet wide, exclusive of the side chapels, and 250 feet long.
The nave is separated from the aisles by a range of corinthian columns
of white marble, the fluting being inlaid with marbles of a warmer
colour. The walls throughout, from the entrance to the apse, are
covered with precious marbles, arranged in patterns of great beauty.
The roof of the nave is divided longitudinally into three compartments,
which prevents the awkwardness that is usually observed where windows
of a semicircular form cut into a semicircular vault. Here it is done as
artistically as it could be done in the best gothic vaults. The one
defect that strikes the eye is that the hollow lines of the corinthian
capitals are too weak to support the pier-arches, though this criticism
is equally applicable to all the original Roman basilicas of the Constan-
tinian age ; but, nevertheless, the whole is in such good taste, so rich
and so elegant, that it is probably the very best church of its class in
Italy.' — Fergiisson.
The Via S. Agnese, behind the Annunziata, leads to
the immense Albergo del Foveri, beautifully situated on a
height, with a fine sea view. It is a grand foundation of
Emanuele Brignole in 1564, and has been enriched by
most of the other great Genoese families. The long white
chapel on the upper floor has at its high altar a much-
praised statue of the Virgin by Puget, and, over a side altar
on the left, a small Pieta usually attributed to Michelangelo,
wonderfully touching and beautiful.
' Les vestibules, les escaliers et les corridors de cet hopital sont
peuples des statues, des bustes et des medallions des fondateurs,
donateurs et bienfaiteurs ; or, comma ces types genois sont singuliere-
ment originaux, et que les artistes qui les representerent furent choisis
pour leur habilete, ces sculptures en quelque sorte officielles forment
un veritable musee aussi interessant au point de vue historique que
varie au point de vue de I'art. Toutes les grandes families genoises
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sont la : les Spinola, les Doria, les Grimaldi, les Durazzo, les Pal-
lavicini ; mais presque tous, hommes et femmes, ont eu le soin de se
faire representer avec un detail fort caracteristique : de leur poche
s'echappe una bourse qui ouvre sa bouche et laisse tomber les flots
d'ecus, ou bien leurs mains tiennent le sac de la precieuse denree,
qu'elles versent largement, mais qu'elles mesurent cependant. On sent
que ces bienfaiteurs restent maitres de leur argent alors meme qu'ils
le donnent, et qu'ils sauront le reprendre sous une autre forme. C'est
la charite la plus imperieuse qui se puisse concevoir.' — Amile Montegut.
We now enter the Via Balbi, the most striking street in
Genoa. The splendour of the palaces seems to increase at
every step.
On the left (No. 4) is Palazzo Balbi, built from designs
of Bart. Bianco, entered by a most lovely cortile, enclosed
by triple rows of slender columns, through which a brilliant
orange garden is seen. This is the most comfortable and
well-furnished of all the Genoese palaces. The family
inhabit the upper apartment, but generously allow it to be
shown to strangers. It contains —
/
Great Hall :
Vaftdyke. Francesco Maria Balbi on horseback.
7/ Cappuccino. Joseph interpreting the dream of the Chief Butler.
1st Chamber :
Guido Reni. Lucrezia.
Titian. The Virgin and Child, with S. Catherine and S. Dominic.
Vandyke. Madonna with a pomegranate.
2nd Chamber :
* Vandyke. Philip II. on horseback (the head by Velasquez), the
horse quite magnificent.
Vandyke. A lady in a blue and gold dress, seated with a fan.
Vandyke. A male portrait standing, in a black cloak and dress.
T^rd Chamber :
Caravaggio. The Conversion of S. Paul.
Ann. Caracci. Portrait of a girl. A refined and lovely picture,
Gtiido Reni. S. Jerome in the Desert.
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Gallery :
Garofalo. Holy Family.
H. Henwiling. Crucifixion.
* Titian. 'A Philosopher,' mnrvellously powerful.
Opposite, on the right (No. i) is the magnificent Palazzo
Durazzo del/a Scala. Its beautiful court is surrounded by
marble pillars, and approached by a staircase with a triple
row of pillars upon the steps. As the Marchesa Durazzo
was daughter and heiress of the late Prince Pallavicini, the
Pallavicini collection is now removed here. Amongst the
pictures of the Durazzo collection are —
2nd Chamber :
Albert Diirer. Virgin and Child.
iMca iVOlanda. The Descent from the Cross.
■x^rd Chamber :
Annil'ale Caracci. A good Portrait.
dth Chamber:
* Vandyke. The White Boy (Ragazzo in abito bianco). The
parrot, monkey, and fruit are by Siiyders.
Vandyke. The Children of James I. of England..
Rubens. Philip IV.
Vandyke. A Lady and Children.
C)tJi Chamber:
Sub/eyras. S. Francis adoring the Crucifix.
Andrea del Sarto. The Coming of the Magi.
No. 5 of the Via Balbi is the Palazzo delP Universitd,
approached from its cortile by a magnificent staircase,
guarded by the most grand lions. It contains some statues
and bas-reliefs by Giova?ini da Bologna, and has a museum
of Natural History and a Botanical Garden. On the steps
is the tomb of Simone Boccanegra, the first and best of the
Doges, brought thither from S. Francesco di Castelletto,
when it was dismantled. His marble recumbent effigy is
supported by three lions. Raised from a lowly position, he
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ruled with great power and disinterestedness, and though
the enmity of the nobles caused his deposition in 1345, he
was re-elected in 1356; after which the wisdom of his
government and his conciliatory power raised Genoa to the
foremost position amongst the Italian States. In 1363,
while entertaining Peter de Lusignan, king of Cyprus, in a
// i'
Staircase of Palazzo dell' Universita, Genoa.
banquet at Sturla, he was poisoned by Malocello, a noble
Genoese favourite of the king. His house is still known
and marked in a neighbouring alley.
No. 10 is the huge yellow Palazzo Reale, purchased
from the family of Durazzo in 18 15, and fitted up as a
residence by Charles Albert in 1842. Its pictures have,
for the most part, been removed.
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The Via Balbi ends in the Piazza Acqua Verdi (where
is the entrance to the Railway Station), adorned with a
monument to Columbus, erected in 1862 opposite his
residence, which bears a commemorative inscription. It is
here that Massena, after having held the place for sixty
days, and having exhausted all his resources, even to the
saddles of his horses — themselves eaten long ago — assembled
the brave remnant of his garrison, who sang French patriotic
songs in the midst of their Austrian conquerors.
Beyond the piazza, near the sea, is another palace, the
magnificent Palazzo del Principe, built on the site of the
Palazzo Fregoso, presented by the Genoese senate to Pietro
Campofregoso, who, in 1373, took Famagosta from King
Peter of Cyprus, with the Genoese trooops, who, on forty
galleys, 'embarked with such loud reason for the Cyprus
wars.' ^ The palace, which derives its present name from
the title granted by Charles V. to Andrea Doria, was rebuilt
under Montorsoli. It bears the inscription : ' Divino
munere, Andreas D'Oria (Cevae. F. S. R. Ecclesiae Caroli
Imperatoris Catholici maximi et invictissimi Francisci Primi
Francorum Regis et Patriae classis triremium IIII. praefec-
tus), ut maximo labore jam fesso corpore honesto otio quies-
ceret, aedes sibi et successoribus instauravit.' mdxxviii.
On the upper floor is a loggia (now glazed), richly
decorated with stucco by Montorsoli, and painted in fresco
by Pierino del Vaga, with portraits of the Dorias in heroic
costume. Andrea is at the end of the loggia on the right,
his brother Gioberti on the left. Lovely ' putti' occupy the
lunettes above. By the fresco of Andrea, we enter a great
hall with a grand black and white marble chimney, and
furniture of the time of the great admiral. On the ceiling
is the Fall of the Giants, by Pieritio del Vaga, who had
fled from Rome after the sack of the city by the Constable
de Bourbon. Beyond this, is Andrea Doria's bedroom,
i Othello, act i. sc. i.
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containing a picture of him with his favourite cat, and his
portantina. The ceiHng represents the Caritas Romana.
Beyond the loggia — from whose windows Peretta, wife of
Andrea Doria, beheld the conflict in the port excited by the
Fieschi conspirators — a delightful marble terrace on arches
overhangs the garden and overlooks the port and town.
Here, where the waves lap under the orange-trees, Andrea
Doria gave to the ambassadors his famous banquet, in which
the plate was renewed three times, and after each course
was thrown into the sea. On the fountain Andrea Doria is
represented as Neptune. In another garden, behind the
palace, is the tomb of the dog — ' II gran Roldano,' — which
Charles V. gave to Giovandrea Doria, grandson of Andrea.
The dog died in the absence of his master, and was buried
by the servants at the foot of a statue of Andrea, repre-
sented by Montorsoli as Jupiter, in order that, in the words
of the epitaph, ' though dead he might not cease to guard a
god.' It was in passing through the small gate of the
neighbouring Porta S. Tommaso that Gianetto, the adopted
son and cousin of Andrea, was killed in the conspiracy of
the Fieschi.
' Towards the sea, terraces and fountains adorned the grounds,
where the Emperor Charles V. wandered, and where Philip II., when
a gay young prince, was entertained with all the lavishness of old
Andrea's wealth, and all the magnificence of the artist's skill. Sub-
terranean passages led down to the water's edge, and here Andrea had
his galleys anchored, twenty in all, whilst from the terrace above his
keen old eye would watch them going to and fro laden with precious
goods from all parts of the world. It is said he had twenty thousand
men at his disposal — soldiers, sailors, and slaves, all counted ; and
beneath the vaulted halls of his princely palace may still be seen the
dungeons which were always well stocked with slaves for his galleys.
' Barely a century after the completion of this palace, Evelyn visited
it, and thus described it in his diary: "One of the greatest palaces
here for circuit is that of Prince Doria, which reaches from the sea to
the summit of the mountains. The house is most magnificently built
without, nor less gloi'iously furnished within, having whole tables and
bedsteads of massy silver, many of ihem set with agates, onxyes, cor-
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nelians, lazulis, pearls, turquoises, and other precious stones. The
pictures and statues are innumerable. To this palace belong three
gardens, the first whereof is beautified with a terrace supported by
pillars of marble. There is a fountain of eagles, and one of Neptune
with other sea-gods, all of the purest white marble. They stand in a
most ample basin of the same stone. . . . One of the statues is a
colossal Jupiter, under which is the sepulchre of a beloved dog, for
the care of which one of this family received of the king of Spain five
hundred crowns a year during the life of that faithful animal.'" —
Theodore Benfs ' Genoa.''
Farther, on the left, are the lovely Scoglietto Gardefis,
whose balustraded terraces and mazes of flowers, with views
of the sea between, are a perfect dream of beauty from
March to November.
In returning to the hotels, the Church of .S". Giovatini di
Pre may be visited. It was founded by the Knights Hospi-
tallers of S. John in the thirteenth century, and is archi-
tecturally worthy of notice for its Lombard tower, rounded
apse, and gothic windows. A relic of the English colony
founded here in the reign of our Richard I. will be found
in the tomb let into the tower, with the head in a recess, of
William Acton, 1180. It was to the hospice attached to
this church that Urban V. came with eight cardinals in
1367 on his way from Avignon to Rome; and hither, in
1386, Urban VI. dragged eight cardinals whom he had
seized at Lucera, because he discovered that they were
plotting to restrict the evil use of the papal power. They
were cruelly tortured here upon the rack, after which, some
say, they were tied up in sacks and thrown into the sea,
others, that they were put to death in prison and buried in a
dungeon ; only Adam of Hertford, Bishop of London, was
spared, at the intervention of King Richard II. In the
oratory of S. Hugh (who lived and died here), beneath the
church, are slabs which commemorate the visits of the two
Urbans.
The quarter called the Borgo di Pre dates from the
twelfth century, when shiploads of booty {prede) were brought
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back from the Saracenic towns, and divided amongst the
deserving, here in front of the Church of S. Giovanni.
A separate excursion should be made to the humbler
and more populous quarter of Genoa, where, instead of
streets of palaces, we shall find only narrow alleys of tall
houses, where cats can jump from roof to roof across the
way, and where only a narrow slit of blue sky shines down
upon the darkness.
' In the smaller streets the wonderful novelty of everything, the un-
usual smells, the unaccountable filth, the disorderly jumbling of dirty
houses, one upon the roof of another ; the passages more squalid and
more close than any in S. Giles's or in old Paris ; in and out of which,
not vagabonds, but well-dressed women, with white veils and great fans,
are passing and repassing ; the entire absence of any resemblance in any
dwelling-house, or shop, or wall, or post, or pillar, to anything one has
ever seen before ; and the disheartening dirt, discomfort, and decay,
perfectly confound one. One is only conscious of a feverish and be-
wildered vision of saints' and virgins' shrines at the street corners ; of
great numbers of friars, monks, and soldiers ; of red curtains waving at
the doorways of churches ; of always going uphill, and yet seeing every
other street and passage going higher up ; of fruit-stalls, with fresh
lemons and oranges hanging in garlands made of vine leaves. . . . And
the majority of the streets are as narrow as any thoroughfare can well be,
where people (even Italian people) are supposed to live and walk about,
being mere lanes, with here and there a kind of well or breathing-place.
The houses are immensely high, painted in all sorts of colours, and are
in every stage and state of damage, dirt, and lack of repair. They are
commonly let off in floors or flats, like the houses in the old town of
Edinburgh or many houses in Paris. There are few street doors ; the
entrance halls are, for the most part, looked upon as public property,
and any moderately enterprising scavenger might make a fine_fortune by
now and then cleaning them out.' — Dickens.
Following the arcades below the hotels (to the left) to
their end, we find steps leading up from the end of the
Porto Franco to the ramparts overhanging the sea, which
are always crowded with fishermen and sailors from the
different Riviera ports, who sit in groups on the broad
flags, sprawl in the sun upon the wall, or play at mora, in
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their brilliant red berrette, loose white jackets, and crimson
sashes. Here, it is said that S. Siro used to walk, and
agitate or becalm the waves at his will. Most glorious are
the views towards the Rivieras, that towards Pegli being
backed by snowy Alpine ranges, while to the south the
lovely promontory of Porto Fino stretches out into the sea,
beyond the village and ruined church of Albaro.
' The Mediterranean is no more than a vast mass of salt water, if
people choose to think it so ; but it is also the most magnificent thing
in the world, if you choose to think it so ; and it is as truly the latter
as it is the former. And as the pococurante temper is not the happiest,
and that which can admire heartily is much more akin to that which
can love heartily, 6 5e a-^o.T:!hv, deqi ijdr] ofiows — so, my children, I wish
that if ever you come to Genoa, you may think the Mediterranean to be
more than any common sea, and may be unable to look upon it without
a deep stirring of delight.' — Dr. Arnold's Letters.
Near the little striped romanesque Church of S. Giacomo
the steep Salita di S. Maria in Castello leads to the church
of that name, the earliest cathedral of Genoa, also striped of
black and white marble, and said to occupy the site of a
temple of Diana, of which the twelve granite pillars separat-
ing the nave from the aisles are relics. The church is built
upon the spot on which SS. Nazzaro and Celso baptized
their first converts after landing upon the coast, in recollec-
tion of which a canon holds a baptism here once a year. It
was here that, in the beginning of the sixteenth century, the
rebel capetti., who were like the ciotiipi in Florence, elected
their tribunes and organised a revolution. The third chapel
on the right is ancient, and contains a very striking picture
by Ludovico Brea of the Virgin in glory, with a group of
saints beneath, and an interesting predella of the Entomb-
ment. The lower part of the chapel is decorated with ex-
cellent azulejos. In the choir are tombs of the Giustiniani.
A gothic stone pulpit projecting from the wall of the chapel
on the left of the high altar, and the flat gravestones, with
incised portraits of ancient Genoese citizens, should be
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observed. A small Byzantine picture of the Madonna is
interesting as the thank-offering of a Genoese merchant for
his escape from Mohammed II., when he took Galata from
John Paleologus. An inscription in the little chapel of
S. Biagio, behind the high altar, says that it was built by
the republicans of Ragusa, who claimed their liberty from
Alexander the Great. In the first chapel on the left is an
ancient sarcophagus, and above it a very curious panel-
picture of the Virgin and saints.
Turning left, below the church, we reach the small Piazza
Embriaci, with an inscription which tells that — ' Round this
piazza the Embriaci had their home, a family renowned in
the wars of the cross and in their own country. Behind,
rises intact the giant height of their ancient tower.' This
tower was spared when all similar domestic fortresses were
pulled down, in honour of Guglielmo Embriaco, who gave
the Sacro Catino to the cathedral, and who invented the
wonderful scaling-tower, by which Godfrey and Eustace de
Bouillon entered Jerusalem, when it was taken (as is men-
tioned in the inscription which King Baldwin placed over
the entrance of the Holy Sepulchre) by the powerful aid of
the Genoese.^ Not far distant is another inscription of
1360, commemorating the destruction of the palace of the
Raggio family, on that site, to punish their conspiring against
the State (a similar inscription near the Church of S. Maria
in Via Lata commemorates the site of a Fieschi palace).
Close by is the Church of S. Donato, with an octagonal bell-
tower of the twelfth century. Hence the Stradone di S.
Agosiino leads to the beautiful but ruined front of that
church, of the fourteenth century : the campanile is inlaid
with coloured tiles. Behind the church is the Piazza di
Pofitoria, with a picturesque chicken-market. Hence the
broad paved Via del Poiite di Carignano leads across that
extraordinary bridge to the church, which is such a pro-
1 A frescoed ceiling liy Lazzaro Tavarone in the Palazzo .'Vdorno represents this
feat.
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minent feature in all distant views of the town. In winter
the bridge is a sunny and delightful walk, and from it you
look down on the immensely high, many-storied, many-
windowed houses of this crowded quarter ; painted pink,
blue, white, and yellow, with gardens of flowers on their
roofs, with clothes suspended in mid -air from house to
house. In the deep streets below are figures moving like
ants, in an obscurity which seems almost black compared
with the light above ; and beyond all is the deep blue sea,
with the port, the lighthouse, the shipping, and the lovely
chains of pink mountains fading into an amber sky. The
height of Carignano is asserted by local tradition to have
been occupied by the vineyard of Janus, great-grandson of
Noah, who gave his name to the town. The hill was for-
merly occupied by one of the most magnificent palaces in
Italy, that of Via Lata, belonging to the Fieschi family,^
which had given two Popes (Innocent IV. and Adrian V.),
seventy-three cardinals, and three hundred mitred bishops
to the church, and a saint, Caterina da Genova (ob. 15 10),
to the calendar, before the famous conspiracy of Gian Luigi,
son of Sinibaldo Fieschi and his Delia Rovere wife (niece
of Julius II.), against Andrea Doria, led to its total destruc-
tion by the vengeance of the great admiral.
'Then fell the glorious Fieschi palace on Carignano. Its countless
treasures of art were sold by public auction, its walls and lovely frescoes
were blown up with gunpowder ; all to gratify the hatred of old Prince
Andrea. Only one stone was left to mark the site, and that was a
stone of infamy, which handed down to posterity the name of Gian
Luigi as a traitor, and was not removed until the days of Louis XIV.
of France, when the Fieschi honours were restored to them.' — Theodoi-c
Bent's ' Genoa.''
The Church of S. Maria di Carignano was built in 1552,
entirely at the expense of the Sauli family, and is a monu-
1 The Fieschi were one of the four noble Genoese families which alone had the
right to build their palaces with alternate courses of black and white marble
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ment of the most sumptuous bad taste in proportions,
material, and colour.
' Voici a quel evenement cette eglise, I'une des plus belles de Genes,
doit son existence.
' Le marquis de Sauli, un des hommes les plus riches et les plus
probes de Genes, avait plusieurs palais dans la ville, et un entre autres
qu'il habitait de preference et qui etait situe sur I'emplacement meme
ou s'eleve aujourd'hui I'eglise de Carignan. Comme il n' avait point de
chapelle a lui, il avait I'habitude d'aller entendre la messe dans celle de
vSanta Maria in Via Lata, qui appartenait a la famille Fiesque. Un
jour, Fiesque fit hater I'heure de I'office, de sorte que le marquis de
Sauli arriva quand il etait fini. La premiere fois qu'il rencontra son
elegant voisin, il s'en plaignit a lui en riant.
' Mon cher marquis, lui dit Fiesque, quand on veut aller a la messe,
on a une chapelle a soi.
' Le marquis de Sauli fit jeter has son palais, et fit elever a la place
I'eglise de Sainte Marie de Carignan.'— Z>/^w«j'.
' As an example of how bad it is possible for a design to be, without
having any faults which it is easy to take hold of, we may take the
much-praised church of the Carignano at Genoa. It was built by
Galeasso Alassi, one of the most celebrated architects of Italy, the friend
of Michelangelo and Sangallo, and the architect to whom Genoa owes
its architectural splendour, as much as Vicenza owes hers to Palladio,
or the city of London to Wren.
' The church is not large, being only 165 feet square, and the dome
46 feet in internal diameter. It has four towers at the four angles, and
when seen at a distance these five principal features of the roof group
pleasingly together. But the great window in the tympanum, and the
two smaller windows on each side, are most unpleasing ; neither of
them has any real connection with the design, and yet they are the
principal features of the whole ; and the prominence given to pilasters
and panels instead is most unmeaning. If we add to this, that the
details are all of the coarsest and vulgarest kind, the materials, plaster
and bad stone, and the colours introduced crude and inharmonious, it
will be understood how low architectural taste had sunk when and
where it was built. Its situation, it is true, is very grand, and it groups
in consequence well with the city it crowns ; but all this only makes
more apparent the fault of the architect, who misapplied so grand an
opportunity in so discreditable a manner.' — Fcrgusson.
Under the cupola are great statues of S. John and S.
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Bartholomew by David, and S. Sebastian and the Blessed
Alessandro Sauli by Puget. The pictures are good speci-
mens of second-class artists. Beginning from the right, we
see — •
Donienico Piola. S. Peter and S. John healing the palsied man.
Carlo Maratta. Martyrdom of S. Biagio.
Girolamo Piola. Virgin ('miraculous') and saints.
Vamti da Siena. The last Sacrament of S. Mary of Egypt.
Fiasella. Alessandro Sauli in the plague of Corsica — a very fine
picture.
Cambiaso. The Deposition.
P7-ocacci)!i. The Virgin with S. Francis and S. Carlo Borromeo.
Guerciiio. S. Francis receiving the stigmata.
In the sacristy is the gem of the church — an Albert
Di'irer, brought from an older church of the Sauli family,
representing S. Fabiano, S. Sebastian, S. J. Baptist, and S.
Antonio, with the Annunciation, and a Pieta.
Behind the church, on the left, the broad Via Galeazzo
Alessi, and a shady rampart looking towards the mountains
(which continues to Acqua Sola), leads to the Church of S.
Stefano, with a stumpy brick romanesque tower, a striped
marble front, and a beautiful small cloister. Over the high
altar is a picture of the Martyrdom of S. Stephen, supposed
to be the joint work of Raffaelle and Giulio Romano, given
to the Republic of Genoa by Leo X. ; it was taken to Paris
by Napoleon, and, while there, was retouched by Girodet.
The walls of the church bear the names of the Pessagni, a
noble Genoese family distinguished in the fourteenth and
fifteenth centuries as admirals in Portugal, and still existing
there under the name of Pessanha : of this family was that
Antonio Uso di Mare, whose voyages eventually led to the
discovery of the Cape of Good Hope.
From the west front of S. Stefano, the Via Giulia leads
back to Piazza Carlo Felice, or the Vico della Ponte degli
Archi leads to the corner of the Via dei Lanaiuoli — the
wool-merchants' street, where a marble relief commemorates
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the total destruction of the Porto Pisano by Conrad Doria
in 1290. Left, by the V/a di Fonticello, we reach the
magnificent lofty gate, called Porta di S. Andrea, the
most important relic of that wall of defence which the
whole people of Genoa united in raising against Frederick
Barbarossa. Beneath the arch is an inscription which tells
the story of its erection. From it, till quite lately, hung
part of the chains of the harbour of Pisa, brought by Conrad
Doria in 1290, the proudest trophy of the great Genoese
naval victory at Meloria, in 1284, under his father Oberto.
Passing under the gate, we again reach (right), by the
Sestiere di Portone, the Piazza Carlo Felice.
On the hill above the Porta Pila Railway Station is the
Church ofS. Bartolommeo degP Armeni ; it contains a ' Last
Supper ' of Luca Camlnaso, who, gambling with the monks,
staked a supper on his chance, and losing, thus paid his
debt, one of the figures introduced being his own portrait.
The visitor to Genoa will be constantly struck by the
immensity and magnificence of the old decaying villas and
palaces, with which, not only the city itself, but its outskirts
and all the surrounding villages, are filled. This perhaps is
owing to the fact that the sumptuary laws of the Republic,
which forbade fetes, velvet and brocaded dresses, and
diamonds, did not extend to buildings, into which channel
therefore the national extravagance of the people was
diverted. The luxury of building is nowhere more manifest
than in the suburb of Albaro, which abounds in mouldering
colonnades, painted walls, and decaying terraces. Here,
beautifully placed above the sea-shore, on which SS.
Nazzaro and Celso landed, is a ruined church, dedicated
to S. John the Baptist, because here his relics were first
received upon their arrival at Genoa.
An excursion may be made to the villas at Pegli (see
p. 140), about half-an-hour by rail, 90 c. (carriage i2_ fr.).
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An order for the villa should be asked for from the porter
of the Palazzo Pallavicini Doria.
The Caiiipo Santo of Genoa is beautifully situated, and
contains the tomb of Mazzini and many works of the best
modern Italian sculptors — Villa, Valle, Orengo, &c. Some
of the monuments are most extraordinary, all the weeping
relations being represented, but not the person they mOurn.
The Walls also deserve a visit, with their noble views over
sea and land. It was from the ramparts that in the twelfth
and thirteenth centuries the vast multitudes were seen arriv-
ing who collected at Genoa to embark for the crusades,
including (12 12) 7000 children, who reached the town
clamouring for transports to take them to Palestine, under
the command of a boy of thirteen.
CHAPTER XI
THE RIVIERA DI LEV ANTE
"PROM Genoa the Riviera di Levante extends towards
^ Spezia. It is less frequented in winter than the Riviera
di Ponente, but there are many sheltered and beautiful spots
upon it, and Nervi in winter and S. Margherita and Rapallo
in spring or autumn offer many attractions ; indeed, Rapallo
is delightful all the year round.
Very curious, and unlike those of any other place,
are the suburbs of Genoa — the well-proportioned, graceful
campaniles ; the huge, shapeless, many-coloured houses,
where, out of quite half the windows, lines of newly washed
clothes wave in the air ; the mixture of rich decoration and
squalor everywhere. Passing through the gaily painted
Stiirla (4 k.), Quarto (5 k.), and Quinto (7 k. ), the first
station of any importance from Genoa is —
(9 k) Nervi.
[Hotels : Eden, in large gardens, with an outlet to the walk of the
Marina ; Grand, in the street, but with delightful gardens towards the
sea ; Victoria. Pensions : Bovera, Lindenherg:']
From the railway and the dusty highroad, Nervi appears
most unattractive, but this is far from being the case.
There are charming orange groves between the houses and
the sea, with beautiful views towards Porto Fino. From
the station, perhaps the only boulevard in Europe planted
with huge orange-trees alternating with palms, leads up into
the long winding street. Near the lower end of this is the
pretty little port with its boats, and a pink convent, with a
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CAMOGLI iSi
good tower, on a rock. Thence the most enchanting of
sea-walks, a perfect sun-trap, with numerous seats at inter-
vals, and glorious views of the jagged promontory of Porto
Fino, winds westward, at a great height above the waves,
to an old watch-tower, and beyond it. On fine winter
afternoons, when the sea is deep blue, with white sails
scudding over it, and the waves are foaming against the
pointed rocks below, no scene can be lovelier. At such
times this walk — the Marina — is always the fashionable
promenade. Here, as in the hotels of Nervi, the German
tongue predominates ; indeed, Germans have almost taken
possession of the place. In spite of its beauty, to those
who are in good health, Nervi, after a time, will seem a
beautiful prison, as there are so few walks, and its gardens
are so hemmed in by mountains.
20 v. Ca/iiogli, which may be made the point of a
pleasant excursion from Genoa. The station is far above
the town, behind a pine-clad hill.
' Camogli, seen from the road above, is like a tiny model on the
margin of the dimpled water, shining in the sun. Descended into by
the winding mule-tracks, it is a perfect miniature of a primitive sea-
faring town ; the saltest, roughest, most piratical little place that ever
was seen. Great rusty iron rings and mooring chains, capstans, and
fragments of old masts and spars, choke up the way ; hardy, rough-
weather boats, and seamen's clothing, flutter in the little harbour, or
are drawn out on the sunny stones to dry ; on the parapet of the rude
pier a few amphibious-looking fellows lie asleep, with their legs dangling
over the wall, as though earth and water were all one to them, and if
they slipped in, they would float away, dozing comfortably among the
fishes ; the church is bright with trophies of the sea, and votive offerings,
in commemoration of escape from storm and shipwreck. The dwellings
not immediately abutting on the harbour are approached by blind low
archways, and by crooked steps, as if in darkness and in difficulty of
access they should be like holds of ships, or inconvenient cabins under
water ; and everywhere there is a smell of fish, and seaweed, and old
rope. ' — Dickens.
A monument commemorates Simone Schiaffino, a
gallant follower of Garibaldi. Behind the town rise on a
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hill the grounds of an old villa, overgrown with a wild
luxuriance of cypress, oak, ilex, myrtle, and laburnum.
From the shade of some old pine trees at the top you look
down on one side over precipitous cliffs to the sea, and on
the other through the woods to the village of Ruta, em-
bedded in the green mountain-side. Far down, close to
the shore, is a ruined chapel.
An excursion may be made to Ruta (Ruota), in vettu-
rino days the first stage from Genoa, still the great point for
the Genoese middle-class excursions, scampagnate, celebrated
in the verses of Martino Piaggio. It is situated almost on
the highest part of the mountain-side, which, farther on,
where it runs into the sea, forms the peninsula of Porto
Fino — anciently Portus Delphini. There are two tolerable
inns here, and close to the higher of them is the mouth of
a short tunnel for the highroad, forming as it were an
entrance to the sunny gardens of the south — a tunnel
which, in its time, was considered as much a marvel of
engineering as the Mont Cenis tunnel of late years ! Hence
you look over a swelling luxuriance of peaches and almonds,
carpeted with melons and garlanded with vines, to Rapallo,
Chiavari, and Sestri, lying in brilliant whiteness by the side
of the deep blue water, and thence to the mountains, at
whose point the marble rocks of Porto Venere form the
entrance to the Gulf of Spezia. The view towards Genoa
is also most striking in the sunset— mountains and city and
lighthouse and sea alike bathed with crimson as the sun
goes down behind the horizon of waters.
A charming excursion may be made, when the sun is
not too hot, along the ridges of the promontory to Porto
Fino (about 5 k. from Ruta). Deep down below, in one
of its clefts, is the Convent of S. Fruttuoso, lying amongst
its palm trees by the sea-shore, an exquisitely picturesque
spot, and that whither the Doria are still brought by sea
for burial, and where their strange sarcophagus-tombs may
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be seen. The spot acquired a melancholy interest from
the burning of a fine ship — the Cresus — which had only
left Genoa a few hours before. Two heroic peasant-women
put off in a small boat to the rescue of the crew, and one
of them perished in the attempt. The remains of the ship
are still visible in calm weather, covered with marine
deposits, beneath the waters.
' He who would approach San FruUuoso must do so by water, or
by a steep mountain-path impracticable in winter ; and here, in gothic
marble tombs, in a decaying gothic cloister, he will see the resting-
place of generations of Doria, mouldering and dank through the effect
of the sea-waves which lap the little bay some few feet beneath.
' Everything around this little sanctuary is in keeping with these
reminiscences of the past. Here a few hardy fishermen inhabit a
handful of cottages, which scramble amongst the rocks, and here the
watch-tower of the Doria, with the well-known eagle emblazoned on its
walls, serves as a schoolhouse for the children born in this secluded
hamlet. An old Roman sarcophagus serves as a drinking-trough for
the few stray mules which find their way thither. All around lurks
the atmosphere of the past, and imagination pictures the floating hearse,
all glittering with gold and silver, which bore the mediaeval Doria to
his last resting-place along the watery paths of the element on which
his life was passed, and on which his laurels were gained. . . . Around
the lovely gothic church of the rich Benedictine monks, with the sea
rippling even into its very crypt, grew up a perfect paradise of ease and
luxury, whither noble Genoese retired with their piety and their gold
to lead a life of dreamy delight. A few palm trees are still left to mark
where their gardens ran up the mountain slopes. In the course of
years many of the Doria family here entered their vows, and when at
length with Dorian gold S. Matteo was built, as a town branch of the
S. Fruttuoso monastery, this luxurious retreat became more and more
a Dorian monopoly.' — Theodore Bent, ' Genoa.''
25 k. S. Margherita (Hotel : Bellevue), frequented for
sea-bathing and as a winter resort. On the fountain is a
statue of Columbus by Tabacchi, 1892.
A modern road leads along the edge of the cliffs to
Porto Fino, passing the desecrated convent — now a private
residence — at Cervara or Sylvaria, on a rock surmounted
i84 THE RIVIERAS
by gigantic aloes and palm trees. It was founded in the
XIV. c. by Guido Scettem^ who is buried here, the college
friend and constant correspondent of Petrarch, who fre-
quently stayed here during his visits to Genoa. Francis I.
was imprisoned here for two nights (1525) after the battle
of Pavia, before he was conveyed to Catalonia, and
Gregory XL lodged there in 1376, leaving two censers
behind him as memorials. The monks gave six bishops to
the Church.
The large doric villa, built 1884, on the height called
Castagneto, by Earl of Carnarvon, where the Emperor
Frederick passed several months of his last illness, is a
conspicuous feature before reaching Paraggi, formerly Pagi,
where a yellow (modernised) castle on a rock above a
cove forms a picturesque foreground to the purple moun-
tains. An enchanting terrace about a mile long leads
hence to Porto Fine, situated in a tiny bay near the end of
the promontory. The houses here are supported by open
arcades, the church — S. Giorgio di Cappadocia — is gaily
painted; a fine umbrella-pine shades the neighbouring rocks,
and the little port is crowded with picturesque fishing-
boats. All the men in the town are fishermen, with tall
red berrette on their heads, and the women are lace-makers,
who sit at their pillows all day under the shady arcades
beneath the houses.
27 k. Kapallo.
[Hotels : Eiiropa, first-rate, being an old villa — Palazzo Serra.
All the rooms have not the horrors of 'partes de coininiinication.' The
rooms facing the sea are delightfully sunny ; invalids especially should
insist upon these, as those towards the almost stagnant stream are
very chilly. The water is risky, and by no means safe for drinking.
Rapallo or Posta, moderate in charges, good and comfortable, quite
close to the sea : the English chapel is here. Pension Suisse, quite
close to the sea waves, very small, but very clean and very comfortable,
pension 5 frs. ; and Pension Rosa Bianca, with a very good salon and a
small garden.]
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185
The bright little town is famous for its manufacture of
lace, and from early times has sent boats to fish for coral
on the coast of Africa. It has a graceful campanile and
a very picturesque sea-girt tower, which every one tries to
paint. In the collegiate church of the Madontia di Mont-
allegro there is a great festa from July i to 3, with a pretty
illumination at night. The town retains one of its old
gates.
Sea Fort, Rapallo.
The surroundings of Rapallo are full of beauty and
interest. Since the hillsides at Mentone have been crowded
with hideous hotels and villas, Rapallo has become incon-
testably by far the most beautiful place on either Riviera.
It is thoroughly Italian in the character of its campaniles,
cypresses, and little rocky bays. Its natives are kind.
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civil, and respectable. Its walks are inexhaustible, and
many most delightful excursions are made easy by the
railway.
Immediately behind the Hotel Europa, a paved path
mounts the hill, and is the beginning of the ascent to
Montallegro, which occupies from i| to 2 hrs. and is often
steep and fatiguing. But the ascent is worth lingering over,
for it is full of beauty. First the walls are overhung with
aloes, between which a graceful red campanile and a tall
cypress, cut the lines of sea with the varied outline of
Porto Fino rocks. Then — passing beyond the olives — we
reach the land of ilex. There is one terrace especially —
where huge ilexes overhang the path, which occupies the
whole of the narrow ridge, with a vast expanse of silvery
sea on one side, and immense purple hollows of the moun-
tains on the other — which is of supreme beauty. You
meet no one except a chance priest or woodcutter; no
sound is heard but a distant church-bell. The stony path
ends in a gateway which admits to a terrace, a paved
approach with turf at the sides. At the end, 1900 feet
above the sea, a broad flight of steps leads to the handsome
church, commemorating a supposed appearance of the
Virgin in 1557, and is full of ex-voto relics and pictures.
Behind is a large house occupied by priests, and, beyond it,
more ilex and pine woods of great beauty and with glorious
views. A little locanda will supply wine and gazzosa. The
great pilgrimages hither are in May and June.
From the centre of the town of Rapallo, the Corso
Umberto turns inland and becomes a country lane, leading,
in about half-an-hour, after passing through a village, to the
sanctuary of S. Maria del Campo, very prettily situated in
a chestnut wood. But about half a mile before reaching
this, if, near a bright yellow house, you turn to the left
across a bridge, you reach in a few minutes the very pic-
turesque ruins of the Abbazia di S. Crista, now partly
turned into a peasant's house, but with a beautiful Lombard
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tower, surmounted by a truncated spire. It is a very good
subject for an artist.
Another short excursion is that to S. Lorenzo delta Costa,
where there is a good picture by Luca Caiiibiaso in the
church.
The most available excursions from Rapallo are — ■
carriage roads — to Chiavari, if hr. ; to Recco, if hr. ; to
Porto Fino, i hr.
2nd class roads : — i. To S. Maria del Campo by the church of
S. Anna — the road immediately to the left of the collegiata of Rapallo,
\ hr. 2. Turning to right at the first bridge and along an embankment
to S. Pietro and Foggia, | hr. 3. Turning to left at the Post Office
over a new bridge to the ruined church of Valle Cristo and S. Massimo,
I hr. 4. Road under the railway bridge at the station, towards the
Crocetta Pass (unfinished), \ hr.
No less than nine principal spurs of the mountains run up from
the near neighbourhood of Rapallo. Leading paths {sentieri) almost
always follow their crests, as the inclination is less than on the side
slopes. From these proceed laterally, at intervals, side paths [traverse),
mostly nearly horizontal, leading round the bays of the mountains and
connecting one spur with another, and, from their varying direction,
presenting many points of view. Walks in connection with these are —
1. From Rapallo to S. Lorenzo, starting from the highroad to Ruta
just below the villa called ' Olimpe.' It is steep at first, till a villa is
passed with a tower seen from Rapallo, then there are long levels with
occasional short ascents : then, through a chestnut wood a little below
the ridge, a large white villa is reached, whence the path descends to
S. Lorenzo. Either return to Rapallo by the highroad, or by S.
Massimo or S. Anna. A very characteristic walk of about 3 hrs.
2. Cross the level crossing on the railway on the road to Chiavari.
Pass a little chapel : take the path along a brook. Cross the second
old bridge : take the path to the left till it begins to zigzag through
chestnut woods, then rise. When out of the wood, take the salita to
the left to S. Ambrogio. Just below S. Ambrogio, at a house (already
passed) with seats along a wall, take the path to the left, leading to
S. Pantaleone. Thence take either the path down to Zoagli, the eastern
side of the ridge, and return by the highroad, or that to the right by
the western side, which joins the same nearer Rapallo. About 2\ hrs.
Monte Castello can be ascended from S. Ambrogio or from Monte
Allegro.
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3. The salita ascending Monte Castello directly from Rapallo. The
path passes between two villas, and begins at the little chapel men-
tioned in No. 2. Return by Monte Allegro. 3^ hrs.
4. Monte Allegro, see p. 186.
5. Ascent to the Crocetta Pass. Take the road beneath the railway
arch immediately east of the station. Keep to road No. 4 till a mill is
reached, from which a well-marked path ascends to the right. It takes
about two hours to reach the summit, whence a descent can be made to
Pianezza in Valle Fontana Buona, to which a carriage road leads from
Chiavari.
6. Descent from the Crocetta pass to Rapallo. A narrow path
goes along the south slope of the mountain to the west. Keep to it
till you reach a ridge which is crowned with chestnut trees. Cross the
ridge, and strike a path about fifty feet below. Keep on the west side
of the ridge, above a village called S. Qiiirko, till you reach a small
saddle, when you keep to the right or eastern side. This path will
lead down to the railway station, and is very beautiful. 2i hours.
There is likewise a good path from the Crocetta to Monte Allegro.
7. Salita to S. Quirico. Start on the left immediately after passing
under the railway bridge on the road to S. Anna. Go along the
stream to the left on reaching the chestnut woods, and under a tower
on a hill. Keep to the left at the last cottage high up (the path to the
right leads to the top of the hill). Return down tlie valley of S. Quirico
into the road mentioned in 2nd Class, No. 2. 3^ hours.
8. From S. Pietro along the ridge to the chapel of Caravagli, re-
turning by the ridge to Ruta. 4 hrs.
The ridge can be followed all the way from Monte Allegro to
Chiavari. Pass through the ilex wood by the path behind the church.
Keep to the left on arriving at the spurs of Monte Castello. Keep to
the right where the mule-path descends sharply into Valle Fontana-
Buona. When the highest house (1800 ft.) above Zoagli is reached,
keep along the ridge to the right to I'each the highroad between Zoagli
and Chiavari at its highest point. Turn left to descend by Campo-
donico to Chiavari. 3I hours from Monte Allegro.
The following excursions may be made on the promon-
tory of Porto Fino : —
I. Drive, or go by boat, to Porto Fzno, about i hr. Walk to
S. Giorgio, the church on the rock overhanging the sea. Take the
path to the left just below the church on the north side. When at the
last cottage, go below it, and along a small path (needing care) to the
little shrine at the extreme point.
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2. The grounds of the Villa Carnarvon — open on Mondays.
3. From Porto Fino to Ruta. The path ascends by zigzags from the
parish church, close to the tall palm tree, and affords one of the most
beautiful walks in Europe. The highest point in the path is about
1500 ft. above the sea-level. It is about 3 hrs. to Ruta. Where the
path, at the highest level, passes from the north to the south side, a path
descends to 6". Frtittnoso (more easily reached by boat from Porto Fino).
From a rock, rather lower, towards the east, to which a small path
leads, a fine view may be obtained of the spurs on the sea-face of the
promontory. The rocks, near which the path to Ruta passes, are called
Pictre Strette. From here, or by a broad path turning up to the right
farther on, the Old Telegraph Station may be reached (25 min.), which
commands a magnificent view of the mountains and sea-coast on both
sides. The A^ew Telegraph Station, lower down, and farther out into
the sea (20 min. ), has a fine view of the spurs of the sea-face. But in
order to see Porto Fino to its full advantage, it is necessary to walk
round it at an elevation of about 1000 ft. For this, go up the mule-
road from Porto Fino to Ruta as far as the last cottage before entering
the pine woods. Turn to the left, and at the end of the wattled fence
attached to another cottage, go straight on. This path leads through
the wood, turns round the gully and point on the opposite side, and goes
down to some cottages called Caselle on the usual path (mentioned
before) from the Porto Fino mule-path to S. Fruttuoso. At the little
inn take a path which goes up the mountains opposite to those just
descended. The path is fairly well marked, but needs care, especially
in turning the corners to crossing the gullies. After turning the corner
above the final western point called Chiappa, the path goes over rocks,
and must be carefully noted when it reaches the ground on the further
side. It leads at last to a village — Loggio — near S. Rocco. From
S. Rocco, take the regular mule-path for about a hundred yards, and
turn to the left at a yellow house. Follow the path to the clifit's, along
which an easy path leads down to Camogli station, after 4^ hrs. from
Porto Fino.
4. The old path from S. Margherita to Porto Fino turns off to the
right opposite the mole, and rises to a little chapel on a spur above the
convent of Cervara. Do not take the first turn to the right, or the next
turn to the right which leads to the church of Nosarega. At the little
chapel turn to the right, and the path (it is paved in parts) will lead
round several spurs to some mills, near the last of which is the mule-
path from Porto Fino to Ruta. It is 2 hrs. from S. Margherita to the
road. This is a very beautiful walk.
5. A most lovely walk traverses the eastern side of the Porto Fino
promontory at about 1000 feet above the sea. From S. Margherita
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station to the mole of the harbour is about | hr. Leave the road to
Porto Fino a few yards before reaching Mola. Take a broad paved
path to the right. Keep straight on, not turning to the left, till a little
house, with two towers yvhh cages for decoy birds, is passed. About |
hr. from the mole, one paved path leads straight on to Nosarega church.
Take the oi/ier path ascending to the left, which leads in another \ hr.,
past a beautiful terrace, to a small chapel with a black circular relievo
in its gable. Just before reaching the chapel, take the steps to the right
leading to a horizontal path under the rocks. There is a spring of
water under rocks still more to the right : a path leads to it. The
former path, mostly paved, leads to the upper mill (with a large over-
shot wheel), which cannot be missed, if the paved path is followed to the
end. (At the second bay on tliis road, shortly after ascending through
a chestnut wood from a spring, a horizontal gravelled path turns to the
left. Follow it for about 200 yards, as it leads to a wonderful view,
and then return to the main path.) From the chapel to the Ruta and
Porto Fino mule-path is f hr. Turn to the left at the mill. From the
Ruta road to Porto Fino is about 35 min.^
35 k. Chiavari (Inn : Postd), a large place, said to be
that whence most of the Italian organ-boys are sent to
England. A sanctuary of the Madonna commemorates an
appearance of the Virgin on July 19, 16 10. In the church
of S. Francesco is or was a picture attributed to Velasquez,
of S. Francis causing water to flow from the rock at
Alvernia by his prayers. The fig-chairs made at Chiavari
deserve notice for their beauty, strength, and lightness : a
man will carry a dozen of them at a time in one hand.
Domenico Garibaldi and Rosa Ragiundo, parents of the
Italian enthusiast, were natives of Chiavari, where his
father and grandfather were seamen ; and here the popular
hero, often afterwards deputy for Chiavari, was arrested in
1849.
There are remains of a castle, which was once so fine
that Giustiniani says : ' Barletta in Puglia, Fabriano nella
Marca, Chiavari in Riviera, et MompeUieri in Francia, sono
i belli castelli, che si sogliono nominare.'
1 For details as to these walks the author is indebted to the Rev. A. Strettell,
sometime chaplain at Rapallo.
LAVAGNA
191
After crossing the lovely little river Entella, described
by Dante —
' Intra Sestri e Chiavari si adima
Una flumana bella.' — Pnyg- c. xix.-
we reach the first houses of —
38 k. Lavagna, famous for its quarries of slate-coloured
marble, above which a few fragments remain of the feudal
nest of the Fieschi, the great rivals of the Doria, a family
Approach to Seslri.
which long gave popes, cardinals, bishops, and abbots to
the Church, and captains, admirals, podestas, governors,
supreme magistrates, and doges to the Genoese republic.
Its founder, who collected the emperor's fiscal revenues,
had called himself Fico. After the failure of the con-
spiracy of Gian Luigi — who had taken Genoa, and then
was drowned in the harbour by falling, in full armour.
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between two captured galleys — the family of the Fieschi,
under the vengeance of the Doria, died out in obscurity
in the XVII. c. Lavagna was the native place of Pope
Adrian V. (Ottobuono Fieschi), who for little more than a
month proved —
. . . ' Come
Pesa il gran manto a chi dal fango il guarda,
Che piuma sembran tutte he altre cose,'
and of his uncle, Pope Innocent IV. (Sinibaldo Fieschi).
Two mountains rise behind Lavagna — Ce7itmira, com-
monly called S. GiuHa, and Cogorno, commonly known as
S. Giacomo.
The Pass of Bracco.
The approach by road to Sestri is most beautiful. The
mountains have grand and varied forms, the gaily painted
churches and villages rise amid luxuriant olives and
cypresses, and magnificent aloes fringe the rocks by the
wayside.
42 k. Sestri di Levante (Hotels : Europa, Italia) is the
Roman Segesta. It is a delightful spot, but is not always
considered healthy. There is a ruined chapel of black and
white marble in a cove of the sea under a wooded prom on-
PASS OF BRA ceo I93
tory, and artists will find beautiful subjects on the hillside
behind the town^ looking towards Genoa.
At Sestri begins the ascent of the Pass of Bracco, a
famiUar and laborious undertaking in vetturino days, but
one which was compensated by the glorious views of the
Carrara mountains from the summit of the pass. After
leaving Sestri by railway, there are so many tunnels between
it and Spezia, that travellers only see an occasional flash of
blue sea, with its white foam and jagged rocks ; indeed,
where it is not in a tunnel, the railway seems to be almost
in the sea, hanging over it on the face of the precipice.
The stations are mere fishing villages, and the trains seldom
stop at more than one of them.
65 k. Levaiito, which is a very curious and interesting
little town. A Roman bridge remains from the ancient
Ceula. In the Middle Ages the place was a fief of the Da
Passano family, who became vassals of Genoa in the XV. c,
when Levanto (with Sarzana and Pietra Santa) was ceded
to the Banco di S. Giorgio, whose device — S. George and
the Dragon — is to be seen on its gateways, the altars of its
churches, and the palaces built by rich Genoese merchants.
The old fortress is attributed to Castruccio. In one of the
churches is a fine work of Andrea del Castagno. Levanto
is now frequented in summer for sea-bathing.
73 k. Vernazza has a very picturesque castle above its
little port.
78 k. Manarola. Here the old castle of Carpena had
its own marquises, from whom it passed to the Fieschi,
then to Genoa.
After emerging from the last tunnel, we reach (87 k.)
Spezia, with its vast modern dockyards.
N
CHAPTER XII
SPEZIA
[Hotels : Cf'oce de" Alalia, best and very good ; Italia ; Grand Hotel ;
Citta di Milano, where Garibaldi resided in captivity after the battle of
Aspromonte, and where Mrs. Mary Somerville lived for five years,
wrote her last wi>rk on ' Microscopic and Molecular Science,' at the
age of 86, and died Nov. 28, 1872.]
A FEW years ago Spezia was one of the most beautiful
■^^ spots in Italy, but now it has nothing to recommend it
to travellers, and its exposed shore, without shelter from
wind or sun, its huge barrack-Uke houses, muddy roads,
and paltry vegetation, render it quite unfit for a winter
residence. Since the annexation of Tuscany by Sardinia,
it has become one of the principal ports of Italy, and has a
huge dockyard and arsenal, which have created the modern
town.
Above the town, under the olive- clad mountains, is the
Castello di S. Giorgio, an ancient castle of the Visconti;
their badge, the viper, may still be seen upon its walls.
The Gtt if of Spezia is broken into a succession of little
bays, and studded with picturesque villages, and apart from
the town, the dockyard, and its surroundings it is very
beautiful, but it is a long way before real country is reached.
Artists, however, must beware. The Government strictly
forbids 'all painting, sketching, or photographing within
the Gulf of Spezia.' In ancient times it was called the
Gulf of Luna, being the port for the great town of Luna,
which Phny calls ' the first city of Etruria.' ^ Strabo accu-
1 Pliny, iii. 5, s. 8*
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GULF OF SPEZIA 195
rately describes the harbour as one of the finest and largest
in the world, containing within itself many minor ports,
and surrounded by high mountains, with deep water close
to shore. ^ The advantages of the port were afterwards
evident to the Romans, who, long before the subjection of
the mountain tribes, were accustomed to make the Lunae
Portus the station for their fleets, destined either for Spain
or Sardinia.- The harbour was celebrated by Ennius, as
quoted by Persius : —
' Mihi nunc Ligus ora
Intepet, hybematque meum mare, qua latus ingens
Dant scopuli, et multa littus se valle receptat
" Lunai portam est operae cognoscere, cives?"
Cor jubet hoc Enni.' — Fcrsius, vi. 6.
And by other Latin poets —
' Tunc quos a niveis exegit Luna metallis,
Insignis portu ; quo non spatiosior alter
Innumeras cepisse rates, et claudere pontum.'
— Sil. IlaL, viii. 483.
' Advehimur celeri candentia moeni lapsu,
Nominis est auctor sole corusca soror,
Indigenis superat ridentia lilia saxis,
Et laevi radiat picta nitore silex,
Dives niarmoribus tellus, quae luce coloris
Provocat intactas luxuriosa nives.'
— Riitilius, Itiii., ii. 63.
Napoleon L intended to make the bay of Spezia the
Mediterranean harbour of his empire, but the scheme was
abandoned owing to the outcries about the injury which
would be done to Toulon.
It spite of its demerits, travellers should stay long
enough at Spezia to take two delightful excursions, which
can only be taken from thence.
It is a drive of about 14 k. (carriage 10 fr. ; a boat with
one rower costs the same) along the western shore of the
1 Strabo, v. 2 Livy, xxxiv. 8 ; xxxix. 21, 32.
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gulf to J^or^o Venere. The road passes above the bays of
Cala di Mare, Fezzano, PanigagUa, Delle Grazie, Varignano,
and La Castagna, and skirts a succession of picturesque
villages, which have each their own little bay and shipping,
and their old churches standing in groves of tall cypresses,
or their ruined watch-towers. The driver will point out,
not a hundred yards from the shore, a curious natural
phenomenon in a spring of fresh water bubbling up out of
Gate of Porto Venere.
the sea. At the mouth of the gulf is the island o^ Fal/iia7-ia,
three miles in circumference, famous in ancient times for
its marble quarries, and now containing a fortress for the
imprisonment of brigands. It has two attendant islets,
Thio and Tinetto, on the former of which are the ruins of
a convent.
Wonderfully picturesque is the little harbour of Porto
Venere, where the tall many-coloured houses rise direct
PORTO VENERE
197
from the deep-blue water. Here, by an Eastern-looking
gateway, you enter a narrow street, ending on open rocks,
at the extreme point of the promontory, where Byron wrote
his Corsair upon the cliffs. A broken stair ascends to the
Church of S. Fietro, of black and white marble, of the same
age and character as the cathedral of Genoa, built by the
Pisans in iiiS, and consecrated by Pope Gelasius II., on
the site where, b.c. 150, the Roman consul, Lucius Porcius,
Lerici.
built a temple to Venus Ericina, which gave the place its
name. When Charles VIII. of France invaded Italy in
1494, Alfonso, king of Naples, came down on Porto
Venere with fourteen ships, and left the church the ruin
we now see it.^ The windows look down on one side upon
the still bay, with its background of marble mountains, and
the many villages reflected in its smooth surface ; and, on
the other, upon the precipices to the north, whose colouring
1 See Theodore Dent's 'Genoa.'
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is all the more gorgeous from the peculiar marble — Portor —
of black veined with yellow, which abounds here.
The other great excursion from Spezia is that to Zen'ci,
at the southern point of the gulf. This may sometimes be
taken by steamer. The road runs inland for some distance,
but there is a noble view before arriving at the Pisan castle,
or Rocca, with its high machicolated towers fringed with
golden lichen, and the town and harbour lying beneath,
while, across the still reaches of the gulf, glow the rocks of
Porto Venere and Palmaria. Over the castle gate was the
boastful patois inscription —
' Scopa bocca al Zenoese,
Crepacuore al Porto Venerese,
Streppa borsello al Lucchese ; ' ^
carried off in triumph in 1256 by the Genoese, who left
lines of their own upon one of its towers.
At the door of the Augustinian church in Lerici,
Francis, 5th Duke of Somerset, was murdered, April 1678,
by one Orazio Botti, a gentleman of the place, who believed
that the Duke had insulted his wife.
Close to Lerici, between it and Sant' Arenzo (from
S. Terenzio, a bishop), is or was the beautifully situated
villa of Casa Magni, once a Jesuit convent, standing close
above the sea —
' Far down upon the shelves and sands below
The respirations of a southern sea
Beat with susurrent cadence, soft and slow :
Round the grey cave's fantastic imagery,
In undulation eddying to and fro,
The purple waves swell up or backward flee ;
While, dew'd at each rebound with gentlest shock,
The myrtle leans her green breast on the rock.'
Aitlrrcy lie Vere.
1 ' A mouth-emptier for the Genoese,
A heart-breaker for the Porto-Veiierese,
A purse-stealer for the Lucchese.'
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Hither Shelley came to reside with his wife, and their
friends Mr. and Mrs. Williams, April 26, 1822. Here, as
he was walking in the moonlight on the terrace in front of
the house, he beheld the omen of a naked child, the little
Allegra, daughter of Byron and Jane Clairmont, who had
died a few weeks before in a convent at Venice, and who
now rose from the sea, and clapped her hands in joy, smiling
at him. Then, in the night, he saw a cloaked figure which
came to his bedside and beckoned him to follow. He did
so, and when they came to the sitting-room, the figure lifted
its hood, disclosed Shelley's own features, and saying,
' Siete soddisfatto ' — it vanished. Still Shelley continued
in high spirits, though he said that this was in itself ominous
of evil to him, as ' the only warning he found infallible was
his feeling peculiarly joyous, then he was certain that some
disaster was about to ensue.'
On July I, he went to Leghorn with his friend Williams
to see Leigh Hunt. On the 8th they set sail from Leghorn
to return to Lerici. A sudden squall came on, after which
the boat was never seen again. Terrible days of suspense
ensued for the wives, and on the 22 nd two corpses were
found near the tower of Migliarino at Bocca Lerici, three
miles distant. A volume of Sophocles was in one of
Shelley's pockets ; Keats' last book, lent him by Leigh
Hunt, and doubled back at the ' Eve of S. Agnes,' in the
other — 'as if hastily thrust away, when Shelley, absorbed
in reading, was suddenly aroused by the bursting squall.'
Three weeks later their sailor boy, Charles Vivian, was
found, four miles off. The schooner in which they were
lost was likewise found in September ; she had not cap-
sized, but had been swamped in a heavy sea.^
'The corpses were in the first instance buried in the sand, and
quickhme was thrown in. But such a process, as a final means of
disposing of them, would have been contrary to the Tuscan law, which
1 See Memoir by William Michael Rossetti.
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required any object thus cast ashore to be burned, as a precaution
against plague ; and (Captain John) Trelawny, seconded by Mr.
Dawkins, the English consul at Florence, obtained permission to
superintend the burning, and carry it out in a manner consonant to the
feelings of the survivors. This process was executed with the body of
Williams on the T5th of August— on the i6th with Shelley's. A furnace
was provided of iron bars and strong sheet iron, with fuel, and frank-
incense, wine, salt, and oil, the accompaniments of a Greek cremation:
W.M.n.QU\l.W,
Massa Diicale.
the volume of Keats was burned along with the body. Byron and
Leigh Hunt, with the health-officers and a guard of soldiers, attended
the poet's obsequies. It was a glorious day, and a splendid prospect
— the cruel and calm sea before, the Apennines behind. A curlew
wheeled close to the pyre, screaming, and would not be driven away :
the flame rose golden and towering. "The only portions of the corpse
which were not consumed," says Trelawny, "were some fragments of
bones, the jaw, and the skull ; but what surprised us all was that the
heart remained entire. In snatching this relic from the fiery furnace.
ARCOLA, MASS A DUCALE 201
my hand was severely burnt." The ashes were coffined, and soon
afterwards buried in the Protestant cemetery at Rome.' — RosseitTs
' Mcnioin
Leigh Hunt has left a picturesque description of his
visit to the deserted villa of Shelley, where " the sea fawned
upon the shore, as though it could do no harm."
Various interesting excursions may be made from Spezia
by rail: — i. To Areola, with its noble castle of the Marchese
d'Este, afterwards of the Malaspina. 2. To Sarzana, the
birthplace of Nicholas II., with its XIV. c. cathedral, and
its excursions to the site of Luna, and to the grand ruined
castle of the Malaspina at Fosdinovo, also — for the student
of Dante — to the remains of the convent where he stayed
at 6'. Croce di Corvo, near the mouth of the Magra. 3. To
Carrara and its marble quarries and studios. 4. To
Massa Ducale, a place of surpassing beauty, where a week
may well be spent at the excellent Hotel Massa in exploring
the lovely recesses of the hills round Serravezza and Ponte
Stasamezza.
INDEX
INDEX
A.
Agay, 26
Agel, Mont, 96
Alassio, 129
Albaro, 178
Albenga, 132
Albizzola Marina, 139
Superiore, 139
Aliscamps, i
Ancy le Franc, i
Andora, 129, 130
Annunziata, Chapel of the, 93
Antibes, 41
Cap d', 42
Appio, Castel d', 99
Apricale, 109
Areola, 201
Arcs, Les, 24
Arenzano, 140
Argens, Valine de 1', 24
Aries, I
Armi, 120
Ars, I
Aspremonte, 60
Astros, Chateau d', 24
Aubagne, 13
Auribeau, 33
Auriol, 13
Avignon, i
Aygalades, Les, 12
Baume, La Sainte, in the Este-
relles, 26
near S. Maximin, 13
Baux, Les, i
Beaulieu, 55, 69
Beaune, i
Bee de I'Aigle, 14
Ballet, Pin de, 61
Berceau, Le, 96
Bergaggi, 135
Bertaud, Pin de, 22
Berthemont, Bains de, 67
Bilheres, Les Rochers des, 32
Biot, 42
Bollene, La, 67
Bordighera, 100
Borghetto, 105
Borgo Verezzi, 135
Rormes, 19
Bormettes, 19
Boulouris, 26
Bracco, Pass of, 193
Br^ganson, 19
Briga, 69
Brignoles, 24
Broc, Le, 48, 66
Brun, Cap, 16
Brusq, 14
Bussana, 126
Bussy Rabutin, i
B.
Badalucco, 126
Bajardo, 127
Bandol, 14
Bar, Le, 48
Bar sur Loup, 66
Barjols, 24
Cadiere, 14
Cagnes, 46
Camarque, the, 2
Camogli, 180
Camoins, Baths of, 13
Campo Rosso, 106
Cannes, 27
205
zo6
INDEX
Cannet, near Cannes, 31
near Le Luc, 24
Capo dalle Mele, 129, 130
Capo Nero, in
C.'arnoules, 24
Carpena, 193
Carpentras, i
Carrara, 201
Carros, 48
Casaulx, Bastide of, 13
Cassis, 13
Castagniers, 66
Castellare, 95
Castellaro, 122
Castiglione, 93
Cavaillon, i
Cavaliere, 20
Celle, 140
C^pet, Cap, 15
Ceriale, 134
Ceriana, 126
Cervara, Convent of, 183
Cervo, 128
Ceyreste, 14
Chateauneuf, 60
Cheiron, Le, 49
Chiavari, 190
Cians, Le, 67
Cima d'Ours, 93
Cime du Sirol, 68
Cimies, 56
Ciotat, La, 14
Ciotti, 97
Cluny, I
Cogoletto, 140
Cogolin, 22
Col de Brouis, 68
de C^reze, 68
de la Fenetre, 67
di Guardia, 95
di Nava, 128
di Sabbione, 69
di Tenda, 69
CoUe, 119
Colomars, 66
Condamine, 76
Cornigliano, 141
Costabelle, 18
Courmes, 49
Courmette-Vieille, 49
Coursegoules, 49
Crocetta, Pass of the, 188
Cros, 67
Cruas, I
Cuers, 24
D.
Deserto, II, 140
Diano Marina, 128
Dijon, I
Dolceacqua, 107
Draguinan, 24
Duranus, 67
E.
Echaudun, 60
El Rasel, 93
Entella, La, 191
Escarene, 68
Esterelles, Les, 26
Eza, 65, 69
Falicon, 60
Ferret, Cap, 55
Finale Marina, 135
Fontaine, i
Fontan, 69
Fontenay, Abbey of, i
Fosdinovo, Castle of, 20T
Foux, Le, 20
Freinet, La Garde, 24
Frejus, 24
G.
Gairaut, Cascade de, 59
Gallinara, Island of, 134
Garde, La, 16
Garlaban, Mont, 13
Garlanda, 133
Gassin, 20
Gaudarena, 69
Gemenos, 13
Genoa —
Acqua Sole, Promenade of,
160
Albergo dei Poveri, 165
Banco di S. Giorgio, 150
Campo Santo, 179
Cathedral, 153
Churches —
English, 160
S. Agostino, 174
S. Ambrogio, 160
S. Annunziata, 164
S. Bartolommeo dei Ar-
meni, 178
INDEX
207
Genoa —
Churches —
S. Donate, 174
S. Giacomo, 173
S. Giovanni di Pre, 171
S. Maria di Carignano,
S. Maria di Castello, 173
S. Matteo, 156
S. Siro, 164
S. Stefano, 177
Fanale, 146
House of Andrea Doria, 157
Lamba Doria, 157
Loggia dei Banchi, 149
Palazzo —
Arcivescovado, 156
Balbi, 166
Brignole Sale, 162
Cambiaso, 162
Doria Tursi, 162
Doria, 163
Ducale, 159
Durazzo della Scala,
167
Giustiniani, 156
Negroni, 160
Pallavicini, 160
Parodi, 162
del Principe, 169
Reale, 168
Rosso, 162
Serra, 163
del Sindaco, 162
Spinola, 160
del Universita, 167
Piazza —
Acqua Verde, 169
Banchi, 149
Carlo Felice, 159
Embriaci, 174
Fontane Amorose, 160
della Nunziata, 163
Pontoria, 174
Ponte de Carignano, 174
Porta di S. Andrea, 178
S. Tomaso, 170
Porto Franco, 152
Sacro Catino, 155
Scoglietto Gardens, 171
Strada degli Orefici, 149
Via—
del Arcivescovado, 156
Balbi, 166
Cairoli, 163
Genoa —
Via—
Carlo Felice, 160
Garibaldi, 161
dei Lanaiuoli, 177
Nuova, 161
Niiovissima, 163
di Ponticello, 178
Roma, 160
Germaine, La, 66
Giallier, Fontaine de, 62
Giandola, 68
Gorbio, 90
Golfe Juan, 41
Gourdon, 40
Goourg de I'Ora, 93
Gran' Mondo, Le, 96
Grasse, 39
Grignan, Chateau de, i
Grimaldi, 96
Grimaud, Chateau de, 22
Gros-Braus, Le, 62
Guillaumes, 65
Hyeres,
H.
lies de, 19
If, Chateau d', 2, 12
Isolabona, 108
J.
Juan les Pins, 42
Laghetto, 79
Lagino, 139
Laigueglia, 130
Lamalgue, Fort de, 16
Lampedusa, 122
Lantosque, 67
Latte, 98
Lavagna, 191
Lavandou, Le, 20
Lerici, 198
L6rins, lies des, 33
Lerone, Plain of the, 133
Levan, He du, 19
Levanto, 195
Levens, 60
208
INDEX
Lingostiere, 66
Loano, 134
Loup, Le, 66
Loup, Saut du, 40
Luc, Le, 24
Luceram, 62
Luna, 201
Lusignano, 133
Lyons, i
M.
Macacnosc-Chateauneuf, 66
Macon, i
Madeleine, La, 65
Madonna delle Guardia, 130
de Lampedusa, 122
delle Ruota, 11 1
della Valle, 127
Magnan, 49
Malauscene, 67
Manarola, 193
Marseilles, 5
Massa Ducale, 201
Meglio, 130
Mentone, 82
Mescla, La, 67
Monaco, 70
Mont Agel, 80
Allegro, 186
Chauve, 60, 61
Dragon, 67
Monte Bignone, iig
Carmelo, 13 \
Castello, 188
Centaura, 192
Cogorno, 192
Sembola, 79
Tirazzo, 131
Monte Carlo, jy
Montelimar, i
Montmajour, i
Montrieux, Chartreuse de, 16
Mouans, 38
Mougins, 33
Murtola, La, 88
N.
Napoule, 32
Nava, 133
Nervi, 180
Nice, 50
Noli, 13s
Nosarega, Church of, 189
Notre Dame de la Garde, 2, i
des Miracles, 67
de Morin, 68
de Vaucluse, 33
de Vie, 33
de Villebrun, 33
O.
Ollioules, 14
Oneglia, 128
Orange, i
Ormea, 133
Ospedaletto, iii
Palmaria, Isola di, 196
Paraggi, 184
Paray le Monial, i
Pauline, La, 16
Pegli, 140
Peglia, 64, 91
Peghone, 63, 90
P^one, 65
Pi^ol, Villa of, 58
Perinaldo, no
Petite- Affrique, 55, 69
Pharon, Le, 16
Pianezza, 188
Pierrelatte, i
Pietra Ligura, 135
Pigna, no
Planier, He du, 12
Poggio, 126
Pomegue, He du, i, 12
Pomme, La, 13
Pomponiana, Villa of, 19
Pont k Dieu, Le, 40
du Gard, i
Ponte Stasamezza, 201
PorqueroUes, lie de, 19
Porto Fino, Promontory of, 184,
188
Maurizio, 128
S. Spirito, 134
Venere, 196
Portcros, He de, 19
Puget Th(§niers, 67
R.
Rapallo, 184
Ratonneau, He de, 2
Rimplas, 65
Riva, 128
Rocchetta Nervina, in
INDEX
209
Rochemaure, i
S. Paul Trois Chateaux, i
Roquebilliere, 67
S. Peyrf5, 33
Roquebrune (Roccabruna), 79,
S. Philippe, 49
89
S. Pol, 48
Roquetaillade, 40
S. Pons, Abbey of, near Au-
Roux, Cap, 26
bagne, 12
Ruta, 182
S. Pons, Abbey of, near Nice, 58
S. Quirico, 188
s
S. Raphael, 22, 26
0,
S. Remo, 112
S. Agata, 90
S. Remy, 2
S. Ampelio, Chapel of, loi
S. Restitut, I
S. Andr6, 60
S. Romain, 61
S. Antoine, Chapelle de, 32
S. Romolo, 118
Station of, 12
S. Sauveur, 65
S. Arnoux, Hermitage of, 40
S. Stefano al Mare, 128
S. Augustin, 61
S. Tropez, 21, 24
S. Auban, Cluse de, 41
S. Vallier de Thyeis, 40
S. Barthelemy, Convent of, 58
Saorgio, 68
S. Biagio, 105
Sartoux, 38
S. Cassien, 31
Sarzana, 201
S. C^saire, 39
Sasso, 104
S. Chamas, 2
Savona, 136
S. Cristo, Abbazia di, 186
Scires, Les, 61
S. Croce di Corvo, 201
Seborga, 104
S. Croce, ruined church of, 130
Sens, I
S. Cyr, 14
Serravezza, 201
S. Dahnazzo di Tenda, 69
Sestri di Levanto, 192
S. Devota, 76
Seyne, La, 14
S. Dominique, 13
Sici6, Cap, 14
S. Etienne, 55
Silvacane, Abbey of, i
S. Fruttuoso, 182, 189
Six Fours, 14
S. GiUes, 2
Sollies Pont, 22
S. Hel^ne, 49
Sollies Ville, 22
S. Honorat, He de, 34
Sospello, 68
S. Hospice, Presqu'iie de, 55
Spezia, 194
S. Isidore, 65
Spotorno, 135
S. Jean, Promontory of, 55
Suchet, Le, 67
S. Jean de la Riviere, 67
Sylvaria, Convent of, 183
S. Jeannet, 47, 66
S. Lorenzo della Costa, 187
T.
S. Lorenzo al Mare, 128
S. Lucia, 91
Taggia, 120
S. Margherita, 183
Tamaris, 15
S. Marguerite, He de, 33
Tanlay, i
S. Maria di Campo, 186
Tarascon, i
S. Maries de la Mer, 2
Tenda, 69
S. Martin, Cap de, 88
Testa del Can, 70
S. Martin Lantosque, 65, 67
di Giove, 68
S. Martin du Var, 60, 66
Tete du Chien, 70
S. Mauro, 80
Th^oule, 32
S. Maxime, 21
Thoronet, Abbey of, 24
S. Maximin, 13
Tin^e, La, 66
S. Michel sous Terre, 24
Tinetto, Isola di, 196
S. Michele, in
Tino, Isola di, 196
o
2IO
INDEX
Titan, He du, 19
Tonnerre, i
Totrano, 134
Touet le Beuil, 67
Touet de I'Escarene, 68
Toulon, 15
Tourette en Bas, 60
Tourettes, 66
Turbia, 64, 70, 78
U telle, 67
U.
V.
Vado, 135
Vaison, i
Valbona, 105
Valence, i
Valescure, 26
Vallecrosia, 105
Vallon Obscur, 59
Vallon des Templiers, 58
Valmasca, 6g
Var, Le, 49
Varazze, 139
Varigotti, 135
Vaucluse, i
Venasque, 1
Vence, 45
Vence Cagnes, 45
Ventimiglia, 98
Borgo di, 99
Vernazza, 193
Verne, Chartreuse de la, 19,
Vesubie, La, 66
Vidauban, 24
Vieille, 78
Vienne, i
Villars le Var, 67
Villafranca, 54, 69
Villefranche, i
Villeneuve sur Yonne, i
Viviers, i
Voltri, 140
Z.
Zuccarello, 134
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