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alread\' unfolded its umbels of Aellowish-green flowers. 

 At ever-s" turn rocks of different shapes jut forth from 

 the sea in endless variety ; their sides are brown and 

 tlieir tops powdered, as it were, ^'\'ith white. Pine trees 

 cling to them, bending inquisitiveh' over the water, seeming 

 to watch the ever-changing pla^- of the ^\ aves. Ever\- 

 \vhere the silver-crested breakers, here deep blue, there 

 bright green, and }'oncler of a violet tint. Now 

 fishing boats scurr\' past, brillianth' illuminated hv the 

 sunshine, their oars appearing to dip into molten inctal 

 which falls from them in glittering drops. Extensive 

 views of the coast open out: Monte Carlo sloping up 

 genth' from the sea, then Monaco on its steep rock, and 

 above them, as though on guard, the giant "Tete de 

 Chien". Close b"\', clinging to the mountain side like a 

 nest, is Roccabruna, surrounded b\' Orange groves and 

 set amidst C^'press and Carob trees. 



The aspect and moods of the Cap change hourly 

 In the earh' morning, when the sun is still in the east, 

 it is pleasant to stroll here in the shade of the trees 

 and of the steep banks. We wander up and down the 

 rocks, now close to the beach, now high above the sea, 

 then again down to the shore where the waves roll up 

 to our feet. E>ut before long we have to change our 

 ground, tor the C^ap does not point due south but 

 south-east, so that the sun's ra\'S soon strike the western 

 slope. Then there is welcome shade on the eastern 

 shore. Between the dast\ road and the sea is a rock\' 

 strip overgrown ^^^ith Pines where it is possible to rest 

 free from dust. Here also the shore is deeph' fissured 



