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best quality could be purchased for two dollars fifty 

 cents a gallon — best quality meaning anything over 

 twenty-two years old. The town was being all decked 

 out in flags and bunting for the opening of the bull- 

 fighting season, which would commence on the follow- 

 ing Sunday. 



Once more our floating home went to sea and soon 

 we were steaming northward along the coast of Spain 

 between the Balearic Islands and Valencia, past Barce- 

 lona and into the Ligurian Sea. We passed so close to 

 Cannes, Nice, Monte Carlo, Mentone, and San Remo 

 that they could be seen plainly from the deck, and 

 through glasses we watched the people on the beaches 

 and in the water. 



Genoa offered the next haven, and we docked late 

 one afternoon. From the bay the city is magnificent. 

 There are many things of beauty in the place. I went 

 to gaze on the statue of Cliristopher Columbus and 

 while there bumped into a group of American tourists 

 in tow of a fat and excitable native who was poming 

 forth a history of Genoa as the party trotted along at 

 an estimated speed of eight miles an hour. I watched 

 them until they disappeared up a narrow street and 

 must confess I got a greater kick out of this than any- 

 thing else in Genoa. 



All of the German passengers left the boat here to 

 travel back to Germany via Switzerland. We took 

 on many new voyagers in their places, and among 

 these was a man who changed the entire course of 

 my expedition. 



I had been on deck making some photographs of 

 Stromboh, the active volcano, which ancients thought 

 was the entrance way to hell, when he strolled up to 



