¶ 2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 through purgatory. We saw hundreds of new graves, doubtless victims of small-pox- Behind the cemetery we see the city acqueduct coming down the hill and across the narrow valley disappearing around the next hill, good masonry- On the summits of the hills surrounding Genoa are a great many forts and fortresses which would seem to make Genoa impregnable.
¶ 4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 Not far from our Hotel upon the Piazza della Annunziata stands a large church, in front of several large marble columns, on top a hansome dome and small spire, but the sides are ragged, decaying unfinished, unsightly- Interior, we are amazed at the gorgeous display, many hundred years old, still dazzling. The ceilings claim our attention- such elegant gilded pannels frames, each pannel containing a fine frescoe, scores of them perhaps hundreds, such fine arches and domes, so many of them, each hansome marble columns, white, fluted, each flute inlaid with red marble hansome inlaid marbles on the side walls, and some of the side alters [sic] are supported by twisted marble columns like a twisted straight “dough-nut”. (Dough-not criticise [sic] too closely)-
¶ 5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 Not far from there is another church with a hansome marble front where my attention was arrested by a neat gilt sigh hanging aboe the grand doorway “Indulgenza plenaria quotidiana” I.E. (forgiveness daily for pay) and below at the highth of our nose is another gilt sign “Plenaria indulgenza appplicible ai definiti”, that is, for proper pay they will buy get your friends souls out of hell- Catholicism unvarnished, unabashed.