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sharply jutting rocks of the cape, above 

 the tiny oratory built, according to tradi- 

 tion, over the cave where Saint Ampeglio 

 kindled his fire and taught the peasants 

 how to till the soil — and above the dis- 

 mantled and picturesque fort where once 

 was fought a half-humorous and half- 

 pathetic battle between Bordighera and 

 Great Britain. Off toward France, you 

 can follow the shore line of the Maritime 

 Alps, one of the mountains pleasantly 

 reminding us of the outline and coloring 

 of our own Mount Lafayette. To the 

 northwest there is a view which no less 

 an artist than Charles Gamier, the French 

 architect, considered, from its panoramic 

 character, "one of the finest in the world." 

 The panorama is of a long, narrow valley 

 filled with flowers and plants, the multi- 

 tudinous tints all chastened into harmony 

 by a wide border of olive groves which 

 extend for miles along the sides of the 

 hills. The scene is accentuated by cypress 

 trees which here and there thrust their 



