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1 Leave a comment on paragraph 1 0 307            Pallanza to Lugano

2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 watch the movements of passengers and the unloading of a few small pack-
ages    while the quiet surf beats upon the levees lazily,  boatless,
commerceless,  undisturbed except by the poor washwomen beating
clothes upon stones and short boards, some standing in the water,
all bending over, and our backs ache in sympathy-
such is a fair sample of the scenes presented to us at each landing.

3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 Thence to the village of Brisago (Brissago?) upon the same side where
^this^ side hill cultivating Fig trees, olives, pomegranates, and myrtle.

4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 Then Lucarno near the head of the lake   where another mag-
nificent panorama is spread before us.       The town has only
about 3000 inhabitants, but the succession of villages covering
the mountain side in the rear,  climbing one above another,
also extending to the right and left upon the narrow strip of
valley apparently made by the receding waters,  give Lucarno
an appearance of importance,    here too a half dozen columns
of smoke indicated some kind of manufacturing,    but the idle
scattering small craft appear to have no occupation-
Behind the centre of the town 4 or 500 ft high stands a church
and beside the zig-zag path leading to it we count, at equal
distances, fifteen “stations”  whitewashed little stone buildings,
five more than ordinary, leading up the via cruces.
Lucarno was nearly twice as large 400 years ago,  but in 1553
the intolerant decree of the catholics banished the protestants and
blighted its prospects-

5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 Still we wonder what so many villages can find to live upon,
no valleys, no farms, very little pasture, no mines, no steam,
no commerce,     only forests, orchards, vinyards [sic].

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