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Aunt Jane's Nieces Abroad

It would require months of hard work, though,

before Naples could regain a semblance of its former beauty.

Their friend the Colonel personally accompanied them to the towns that

had suffered the most from the eruption. At Boscatrecasa they walked

over the great beds of lava that had demolished the town--banks of

cinders looking like lumps of pumice stone and massed from twenty to

thirty feet in thickness throughout the valley. The lava was still so

hot that it was liable to blister the soles of their feet unless they

kept constantly moving. It would be many more days before the interior

of the mass became cold.

Through the forlorn, dust-covered vineyards they drove to San Guiseppe,

where a church roof had fallen in and killed one hundred and forty

people, maiming many more. The Red-Cross tents were pitched in the

streets and the whole town was one vast hospital. Ottajano, a little

nearer to the volcano, had been buried in scoria, and nine-tenths of

the roofs had fallen in, rendering the dwellings untenable.

From here a clear view of Mt. Vesuvius could be obtained. The shape of

the mountain had greatly altered and the cone had lost sixty-five feet

of its altitude. But when one gazed upon the enormous bulk of volcanic

deposit that littered the country for miles around, it seemed to equal a

dozen mountains the size of Vesuvius. The marvel was that so much ashes

and cinders could come from a single crater in so short a period.

Naples was cleaning house, but slowly and listlessly. The people seemed

as cheerful and light-hearted as ever. The volcano was one of their

crosses, and they bore it patiently. The theatres would remain closed

for some weeks to come, but the great Museo Nationale was open, and

Uncle John and his nieces were much interested in the bronze and marble

statuary that here form the greatest single collection in all the world.

It was at the Museum that Mr. Merrick was arrested for the first time

in his life, an experience he never afterward forgot.

Bad money is so common in Naples that Uncle John never accepted any

change from anyone, but obtained all his silver coins and notes directly

from the Banca Commerciale Italiana, a government institution.

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