The story of my life ; or, The sunshine and shadow of seventy years / by Mary A. Livermore ... with hitherto unrecorded incidents and recollections of three years' experience as an army nurse in the great Civil War, and reminiscences of twenty-five years' experiences on the lecture platform ... to which is added six of her most popular lectures ... with portraits and one hundred and twenty engravings from designs by eminent artists ...

NAPLES AND THER NMAPOLITANS.

bay like an amphitheater, and rises up the slopes that culminate in the precipitous rock, on which the castle of St. Elmo
stands. Right across the bay, and seemingly at only a little

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MOUNT VESUVIUS AS SEEN FROM THE RUINED STREETS OF POMPEII.
[From a recent photograph.]

distance, stands Vesuvius, the terrible mountain which has
wrought so much destruction in the past. It remains a perpetual menace, belching incessant clouds of black smoke by
day, which are lighted at night by the internal fires of the
volcano, that rise and fall like the tides of the sea.
Naples is a city of noise, laziness, dirt, beggars, and of
cruelty to animals. No one walks who can ride, no one is
silent or quiet who can talk or make a noise. Neapolitans
talk all day and half the night,- gesticulating, shouting,
screaming, as if the person addressed were half a mile away.
The number of carriages on the streets is incredible,- all
rushing at the top of their speed, while the drivers shout to
their poor beasts in fierce tones, and belabor them with a