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Updated: June 2, 2025
"I decline to do so for the present," replied the young man decisively; "I can see no harm in my preference for quietness rather than noise, for scenes of nature rather than those of artificial folly. The Islands are but two hours sail from this port, little tufts of land set in the sea, where the coral-fishers dwell.
To the coral-fishers of the Mediterranean, who seek the precious red coral, which grows firmly fixed to rocks at a depth of sixty to eighty fathoms, both the dredge and the trawl would be useless.
My first care, when I found myself in the streets of Palermo, was to purchase clothes of the best material and make adapted to a gentleman's wear. I explained to the tailor whose shop I entered for this purpose that I had joined a party of coral-fishers for mere amusement, and had for the time adopted their costume.
His clothes were saturated with sea-water, his face was pale and his eyes expressed some fear that his tongue seemed incapable of uttering. He was one of the coral-fishers of the coast, and Ronsard knew him well. "What ails you, man?" he asked; "What say you of the King?" Holding the door of the cottage open with some difficulty, the coral- fisher pointed to the sky overhead.
"'The Coral-fishers of Capri'! What on earth does Olivia Copeland know about the coral-fishers of Capri?" "Oh, she lives somewhere near there at Sorrento," said Lady Clara, indifferently. "Olivia Copeland lives at Sorrento!" Patty stared. "Why didn't you tell me?" "I supposed you knew it. Her father's an artist or something of the sort.
The Queen's eyes opened wonderingly. "The Islands!" she repeated, "The Islands? Why, only the coral-fishers live there, they have a community of their own, and are jealous of all strangers. What should Humphry do there?" "That is more than I can tell you," answered the King, "And it is more than he will himself explain.
For the exceedingly moderate outlay of one lira Italian or twenty cents American I secured this combination, to wit, as follows: In the background old Vesuvius, like a wicked, fallen angel, wearing his plumy, fumy halo of sulphurous hell-smoke; in the middle distance the Bay of Naples, each larcenous wave-crest in it triple-plated with silvern glory pilfered from a splendid moon; on the left the riding lights of a visiting squadron of American warships; on the right the myriad slanted sails of the coral-fishers' boats, beating out toward Capri, with the curlew-calls of the fishermen floating back in shrill snatches to meet a jangle of bell and bugle from the fleet; in the immediate foreground a competent and accomplished family troupe of six Neapolitan troubadours men, women and children some of them playing guitars and all six of them, with fine mellow voices and tremendous dramatic effect, singing the words being Italian but the air good American John Brown's Body Lies a-Moldering in the Grave!
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