¶ 3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 Mr C. Had not spent a minute there before he announced his readiness to return. He felt insecure, but I could see no immediate danger, and with my children and guides spent nearly a half hour there (Mr and Mrs a few yards below) fishing into the liquid mass with our walking sticks, taking out lumps with much difficulty as they refused to adhere to the sticks, and the heat was so intense, scorching our faces.
¶ 4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 Into these pieces we accomplished the usual feat of putting pennies while they were yet red hot like so much liquid iron from the mouth of a blast furnace, and turning up the edges to prove the fact.
¶ 5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 I had bought a pair of course [sic] shoes and the children had put on their oldest so that we were indifferent to the suffering shoes. Although they suffer more before reaching the lava, because it is like walking over piles of coke, sharp and cutting.
¶ 6 Leave a comment on paragraph 6 0 One of the hangers-on produced two bottles of wine (lachra) to drink over the lava. We patronizingly accepted the custom but it is simply an imposition to sell for 50 cents per bottle the wine raised at the base of the mountain which we can buy in Naples for fourteen cents per bottle. They also proffered Eggs to roast (for which they would demand ten cents each) but we declined
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This stream (the lowest one) was five or six feet wide by two or three feet deep- At its lower end it had cooled just hard enough (although still red) to bank up with a rounded surface like a huge pile of dough on an incline plane. And I stepped before