countries, who waited with anxiety for the arrival of the holy father.

He at length made his appearance in a large window which opens into a balcony in front of the church, dressed in his pontificals. The papal chair in which he sat was so completely covered with silk hangings and gold trimmings that the bearers of it were invisible, and his advance had therefore a singular effect, for it seemed as if he sailed on the air self borne. The bells from every church in Rome, the cannon from the castle of St. Angelo, and the shouts of the populace announced his appearance, to those who were not present.

When his Holiness rose from his seat these noisy acclamations subsided, and were succeeded by a solemn silence. The multitude instantly fell on their knees, with heads and hands uplifted, while the Pope in the most solemn manner, with outstretched arms conferred his paternal benediction on the prostrate beings before him.

The ceremony over, the happy multitude dispersed in every direction, and Dr. Walker and his pupil returned home highly gratified, but Antonio's joy knew no bounds at being present at this joyful jubilee, and he seemed light as air.

St. Peter's was the next place they visited, and here they were lost in the magnificence of every description which adorns its stately walls. Its stupendous dome, its superb portico, its unrivalled altar, and its elegant arcades, altogether form a coup d'œil unequalled, perhaps, in the whole world.

The most wonderful part of this magnificent temple is the cupola. The dome which is viewed within the building, and that which is viewed on the top of the building are not the same, for between the two there is a stair-case, which winds up to the ball. St. Peter's, viewed from the roof, presents fresh subject for admiration, for the immense dome there appears as it really is, stupendous.

The Vatican was of course visited by our travellers. As they had an introduction to the librarian, they were indulged with a view of many of its curiosities, which they could not otherwise have seen. The apartments of this palace are very magnificent, and the library contains upwards of four thousand volumes, which are, however, closely kept under lock and key. The pillars of Trajan and Antonius claimed their due award of praise and astonishment from our travellers, who spent a month in the city of Rome with much pleasure and profit, for almost at every step they met with the remains of some pillar, or statue, or the site of some spot familiar to their imaginations.

They failed not to visit the Catacombs, where M. Roberts, a French artist, was lost for a considerable time, and whose fate is so admirably described by De Lille, the elegant translator of Milton.

Having viewed all that they deemed worthy of engrossing

their time and admiration, they resumed their journey and proceeded on the high road to Albano. Antonio soon became the pupil of Edward, and the Doctor often smiled as the latter explained to his attentive auditor those phenomena of nature with which he was acquainted, or recited to him the exploits of the heroes of antiquity. The intelligence of the young Italian, the fire which he displayed when listening to deeds of heroism, or the lore of ancient times, induced his kind protectors to treat him not as a servant, but with that sort of kindness which drew from his grateful heart, the most lively expressions of gratitude. His taste for music was excellent, and having one day taken up an old violin that lay in the window of an inn, he touched it with so much pathos, that Edward said if his friend had no objection, he would purchase one for him. This purchase quite overwhelmed the poor boy, and he all at once burst into an extempore effusion of gratitude which shewed he was no inferior improvisatore.

On the road to Albano he frequently, at their request, amused them with his violin; his fears, however, sometimes interrupted his performance, for he could not forget the numerous banditti that were said to haunt this part of the country. They were, however, fortunate in escaping their attacks, and as the day was not near closing when they entered Albano, they resolved, if possible, on reaching Villetri that evening. Villetri, which is now a dirty and inferior town, was formerly the capital of the Volscians. They took up their quarters in an inn which was ornamented with the head of Augustus as a sign, for it is said that emperor was born in this town. It contains many remains of its former magnificence, the wrecks of villas of the emperors, and temples of the gods, present themselves on every side.

When they quitted Albano they took an escort, for the depredations which had been committed on the road they were about to traverse, rendered this precaution necessary. They had not proceeded far, when they saw a party of banditti, dressed in a wild looking but regular uniform, sally from behind the steep rocks which encircle Terracina. The muleteer immediately began to cross himself; their guard drew their swords, and a scuffle ensued, in which Dr. Walker received a slight wound, and Edward and Antonio, who rushed to his assistance, were taken prisoners and immediately conveyed away by the banditti. The Doctor, after having been rifled of all that he possessed, was allowed to proceed, the guards who had been extremely lukewarm in the cause, having fled shortly after the beginning of the contest. The muleteer made the best of his way to Terracina. Dr. Walker had not arrived in the town more than an hour, when after having bound up his wound, he was proceeding to take the advice of the authorities upon this late misfortune, when a letter was delivered to him, stating that the two youths would be properly taken care of, and that upon the payment of

a ransom, for the receipt of which they would appoint one of their fraternity, they should be liberated. The bearer waited for an answer. Dr. Walker, whose mind had been on the rack promised the payment of the stated ransom for Edward, but said that they were not aware that they were asking a ransom for his companion, which, as he was a servant, was enormous. The following day Edward rushed into the room, but with tears in his eyes, he told the Doctor that Antonio was detained a prisoner, that upon learning he was only their servant, the chief had declared he had taken a liking to the youth, and therefore should not part with him. He added that their joint entreaties were in vain, and that fearful of aggravating Antonio's captivity he had at last desisted, for the captain said positively he did not chuse to relinquish his prisoner. This separation from the poor Antonio whom they might never see again, threw a gloom over his two patrons, and the beauties of Terracina were partly lost upon them.

Terracina stands upon the sea shore, where the rocks rise to an immense height; the town itself is intermingled with gardens of citron and palm trees, while the surrounding country is adorned with the myrtle, and an endless variety of flowering shrubs; the sea shore crowded with fishing boats, the islands of Ischia and Capri, with Vesuvius in the distance, present a scene so lovely, to which nothing but their late misfortune could have rendered them insensible. They lingered for some time in this town, hoping they might hear some tidings of Antonio, but in vain, and Dr. Walker resolved on continuing his journey to Naples by sea, rather than run the chance of being a second time attacked by the banditti.

Hearing that a small vessel was about to sail for Naples, they embarked with a gentle breeze, which however did not serve them loug, and by the time they were off Gaeta a dead calm had succeeded, and Dr. Walker, who was anxious to visit the site of Cicero's villa, finding that the owner of the little vessel intended to lay at anchor till the breeze sprung up, hailed a little fishing boat, and for a trifle he was soon put on shore in the midst of orange and lemon groves. Having knocked at the door of one of the largest gardens, the owner opened it, and politely entreated they would walk in. Here they were charmed with all the sweets of nature, amidst which, intermingled with fragments of departed grandeur, arched passages, ruined walls, and subterraneous vaults, now overgrown with moss and other parasitical plants, bespoke the remains of a Roman building of consequence. A bath in tolerable perfection, the sides of which were adorned with many flowering shrubs, particularly pleased them," and this was Cicero's bath," said Dr. Walker, “ you know his untimely fate, Edward, and in this spot, as tradition asserts, the elegant orator fell a victim to the ambition of the triumvirate."

Upon a rock at the extremity of the garden, they seated themselves to enjoy the beauty of the surrounding scenery, and the many pleasing ideas which such a site was calculated to excite. They were aroused from their reverie by the freshness of the breeze, which having suddenly sprung up, they hastily quitted their situation, and again entering the fishing boat, they reached their vessel just as the master was heaving his little anchor. A brisk wind soon brought them to the bay of Naples, perhaps the finest in the world; it was a lovely evening, and as they approached this fine city, which is fifteen miles in circumference, and in the form of a vast amphitheatre, sloping from the hills to the sea, they declared they had seen no view at all to compare with it, except that from the Calton hill at Edinburgh. "You, have one which surpasses it yet to see," said the Doctor, " and that is the approach to Constantinople."

The island of Ischia with its rocky capital, its vine clad mountains, its luxuriant vallies, and purling streams, stands at the northern point of the bay; while Capri, to the south, fertile though mountainous, conjures up a thousand flitting scenes of horror. From this romantic island the monster Tiberius, sunk in every kind of luxury, issued forth his sanguinary commands, which his infamous minister, Sejanus, carried into execution. The blood runs cold at viewing this lovely island polluted by the atrocious deeds of such a disgrace upon human kind.

"Let us turn from the contemplation of this fateful island," said the Doctor, an object not less so indeed, but which reflects no disgrace on heaven's noblest work-Man; look at Vesuvius, Edward, do you observe that small cloud of smoke which rises from the crater; and see now, as the evening becomes more dusky, you may discover the flame occasionally gleaming through it."

It was night before they landed, and having settled themselves comfortably in one of the best inns, they soon retired to rest. Early the next morning, they began their perambulations, through the city, and the first thing which struck them, was the appearance of industry which the streets presented. Tables and stalls of every description were placed outside the doors; mechanics and artisans all following their respective avocations with the utmost diligence, were seen in every part of the city, but they were soon convinced that this was a deceitful picture, for the inhabitants of Naples are more celebrated for eating and drinking than working. Of this our travellers had proof in less than an hour, from the innumerable apparatuses which are fitted up in the streets for the gratification of these two appetites. Large kettles of macaroni scattered over with cheese of the most insipid kind, beans and pease, maize boiled without any other preparation, and great quantities of sea fish of various kinds, are all to be seen in abundance. Water-sellers stand at every corner of the street, and our travellers taking their stand

"On the 10th of February a violent earthquake was felt at Santorini, and the burning island emitted huge volumes of smoke and flame, accompanied by its usual bellowing. The houses at Santorini shook from their foundation, and immense stones flew in every direction.

"From this period till May, the inhabitants were kept in a constant state of alarm, and it was not till July following, that they ventured to take a survey of this terrific island; they were then not able to view it closely, for the volcanic fires were still burning, and the sea still boiling. It was however computed to be about two hundred feet above the sea, and about one mile broad and five in length. They made an attempt to land on one part, but were glad to escape in safety; for the largest furnace discharged such a profusion of volcanic matter, as threatened to overwhelm them, and consequently they hastily relinquished the undertaking. The heat of the water had melted so much of the pitch of their boat, that their little vessel leaked, and it was with difficulty they reached Santorini. This island continued encreasing for several succeeding years, but it has ceased for some time to emit flames."

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"What an awful sight it must have been!" exclaimed Antonio." "Yes," replied the guide; "I never saw a scene more terrific; nor can I describe the sensation we experienced when we first landed, and felt the island rock under us!"

Our travellers had by this time reached Marathonisi, which is composed of a single street only; but in its neighbourhood were some few vestiges of glythum, such as marble, blocks, &c. which were interesting to our travellers, who were well versed in classic lore. "This salt spring, which rises out of the rocks," said Dr. Walker; "it is very probable was the fountain of Esculapius. Near this salt spring there are two large stuccoed tanks cut out of the rock for the supply of water. Beyond this is a long oblong apartment in which were niches for urns containing the ashes of the dead. Having viewed these ruins they prepared for their departure from this interesting country, and crossing a bay, they entered a plain, through which flows the Curotas. "Was not this the country of the Helots, Sir?" said Edward. Exactly so," replied his friend; “and now, Edward, just explain to Antonio the origin of the Helots ;" and Edward began thus"When the Lacedemonians first began to settle in Peloponnesus, they met with great opposition from the inhabitants of the country whom they were obliged to subdue one after another, by force of arms, or receive into their alliance on easy and equitable terms, as the paying them a small tribute. Strabo speaks of a city called Elor, not far from Sparta, which, after having submitted to the yoke as others had done, openly revolted and refused to pay the tribute.

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Agis, the son of Euristhenes, newly settled in the throne, was sensible of the dangerous precedent of this first revolt, and.