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A short time later, Garibaldi, in hopes of
relolutionizing the provinces of Santa Catalina
occupied the port of Laguna. He had managed to
equip three small vessels, and continually
harrassed the enemy by landing on the coast
and capturing all he could. Being at
length attacked by an Imperial brig he
had great difficulty in getting back to Laguna (.)

It was here that, taking advantage of a
momentary respite, he satisfied the desire of
his heart by marrying a young lady of Laguna (.)
—Dark like the tropical Creoles, graceful,—
active, and with eyes full of ardour, and
an undaunted courage, — she was worthy of
Garibaldi, and the glorious sympathy which
has attached to her memory among all the
people of Italy. The nuptial hymns
were the songs of battle and the noice of Cannon
for the Imperial fleet had suddenly entered
the port of Laguna to suppress the rebellion.
Annita went on board her husband's vessel
—the contest with the imperial fleet was obstinate
—seeing the impossibility of victory, Garibaldi
provided for the safety of his followers, remain­
ing alone in presence of the enemy —

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He at last jumped into a boat with Annita
and gained the shore amid the shouts of the
townsmen, while his vessel, fired by his own
hands, blew up and severly damaged the
Brazilian fleet. Of twelve officirs who had
been engaged, Garibaldi was the only one
who survived.

Scene. 4.
Ship aground. escaping to shore.

Not long after the incident just mentioned, being
chased by Brazilian cruisers into a lagune
where he did not expect they would venture to
follow him, Garibaldi has a last expedient, ran
ran his vessel ashore, then, mounting his
two guns on a commanding spot, he kept up
such a sustained fire, that the enemy afraid
to risk an advance of their boats, and un­
able to remain where they were without serious
damage, retired for the night out of range,
They were firmly convinced that, though the
resistence might be prolonged, their advasary
must eventually fall into their hands—

But when daylight bl broke, bothe Garibal(di)
and his vessel had disappeared. By almost
superhuman efforts, the captain had

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dragged his vessel ship of the land, and slipping
through the Brazilian Fleet which was lying
unsuspectingly at anchor. managed to effect
his escape. As however the enemy might
have been on the alert, Garibaldi had provided
for this, by collecting large quantities of brush-wood
and drift, which he fired to make the enemy
believe he had burnt his ship and would
attempt to escape by land. His devoted
and intrepid Annita accompanied him in all
his dangerous expeditions. It is said that, durin(g)
the confusion of an unexpected engagement
Madame Garibaldi was taken prisoner by the Brazilian(s.)
Roused to a pitch of madness that by the rumour that
her husband was killed, she contrived to escape
during the night, and rushing to the battle­
field, eagerly sought among the dying and the
dead for the remains of the man she loved.
—At length persuaded that her fears were un­
founded she continued her flight and after
two days of anxious search she had the happi(n­)
ess of rejoining her husband. The constancy
and devotedness of Annita Garibaldi and her lamentable
fate have invested her name with an interest
granted to few of the sublime heroines of love.

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The claims of maternity had not the power to
tear Annita from her husband's side; carrying
their new born son in her arms, she faced death
braved dangers, and supported privations with
a joyful heart. So long as she was not menaced
with a cruel sepperation, no complaint was ever
heard to pass her lips—To be with her husband
and serve the cause of liberty—in these two
blessings
the whole existence of this noble woman
was concentrated.

Scene. 5.
Turin and the Plain. Piedmont

When Garibaldi after an absence of fourteen years
once again stepped on his native shore, the narration
of what had occoured during the last three months struck
him with astonishment—The establishment of the french republic—constitutions granted where only
despotism had hitherto prevailed—Vienna in revolt
—The Austrians expelled from MilanCharles-
Albert
crossing the Licino to respond to the appeal
of LombardyTuscany and Rome sending
(th)ousan(ds of) volunteers to the Holy War—
Ferdin(and) of Naples himself compelled, by the
(p)ressur(e) of public opinion, to cooperate in the
national struggle—Never would the Guerillero

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(In the) distant range of mountains are [gap of 3chars] Monte
(Viso)
Mt. Genevre and Mount Cenis.
The vast semi-circle of mountains wh(ich) ex
(tends) to the Helvetian Alps on the north,—(and) the
(Appen)nines on the south, and includes t(he) Pennine
the Graian, the cottian and the maritime ch[gap of 2chars] offers
a (gr)eat variety of routes, all of them abo(und)ing
(in) beauty and sublimity by which a des(cent) may
(be m)ade upon the valleys and plains (of)
Piedmont.

———Scene 6
(ascent of the alps)

Garibaldi was stationed at Rieti with rank
of colonel, he was regarded as unique and
invaluable if employed in such a way as not
to be removed from his own sphere of action.
The war committee were convinced of this truth
and they declared Garibaldi's Corps a partizan
[gap of 3chars]and independent of the army. [gap of 2chars] P e rsonally
brave and of a most agreeable character,
continually on the field of battle, making his
arrangements with the utmost calmness,
this chief was extreamly dear to his soldiers(.)
His handsome appearance, his peculiar way
(of) dressing himself, all his habits, in a word,
had surrounded him with an extraordinary prestig(e)

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Though scarce recovered from a recent illness
Garibaldi allowed himself no rest in the efforts
he made to accustom his troops to endure fatigue
and encounter danger. He might be seen
traversing the adjacent mountains, during the depth of winter, in order, by his example,
to encourage the volunteers to endure cold and
hunger without complaining. Forced marches(,)
open air encampments, paucity of provisions,
nothing was wanting to harden the men.

With the exception of an excursion to Rome
to greet the proclamation of the republic, Garibaldi
sepspent in this way the first months 1849,
while the condition of Italy was daily becoming
worse and more alarming.

Scicilyleft to its own resources, was still engaged
in a violent struggle with Naples. Venice con­
tinued her defence, while never ceasing to im­
plore the aid of Piedmont and the french republic(.)
Lombardy under the strictest martial law—
with powerful garisons in every town, with
her richest and most worthy citizens ruined
and proscribed, was wrapped in the gloom

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of hopeless slavery—The Austrians were ad­
vancing to subdue Bologna and the Marches of
Ancona
; The King of Naples threatened to invade
the Roman States. Spain had promised
her support to the Pontiff and the onvoys
of France, demanding no serious guarentee from
Gaëta engaged their country deeper and
deeper in an engagement with Naples, Austria
and Spain, for the pure and simple re­
establishment of the pontiffical authority in Rome

In March 1849 the unexpected news reached
Rome—of the defeat of Novara. It was at
this decisive moment that the french Republic
decided on stiffling her sister at Rome in her
fatal embrace.

———Scene. 7.
(The Mountain Torrent.)

He who travels much in these mountains will
soon find to his cost, that the impracticed
(e)ye is no measurer of distance, experience has
in this matter, put the extinguisher on many
(a) bright spark of hope. Nor is this to be
wondered at, in a country where all natural
objects are upon so gigantic a scale

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and where the number of those objects whose
whose dimentions are familiar to you one few a small
bearing in mind also, the optical deceptions
so common in mountainous districts.

When you are told that the summit of a
mountain, or part of the tract before you, is
full five leagues distant, incredulity may
be forgiven when apparently it is not more than
half that distance.—But set off: cross this
valley—twenty minutes you immagine will suffice
in twenty minutes you are only on the plank
spanning the stream, which from your first
view of it seemed but a small drain. You take
courage, and start afresh to reach the
Châlet at the end of the valley extremity of the little
plain forming the head of the valley—Say a
quarter of an hour's distance—in a quarter of an hour you find you have better than a quarter
of an hour's walk still before you, and at the
end of your walk you find what you conceived
to be a single Châlet proves to be a cluster of them
and what appeared to be small stones you discover to
be cattle, and what you judged to be cattle prov(es)
to be large fragments of rock. As you

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you advance one portion of the mountain
after another seems to detatch itself, and become
an independent ridge, between which and the next
you have a valley to traverse:—and so on to the
very summit: concerning which you may have
enquired if there was room enough to stand
upon, and which you eventually discover (to)
be a broad stratum of Rock, broad enough (for)
five hundred men to stand upon.

Some of these places are remarkable for the [gap of 3chars] they
[gap of 1lines]
[gap of 1lines]
(distri)buted them among the widows
and children of the soldiers kille(d at)
Sant Antonio—only reserving for
himself enough to buy a pound of
[gap of 2chars]an[gap of 1chars]les—which he requested his
wife to keep carefully in case
Admiral Lane should pay them
another visit

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Scene. 8.
St Gothard passAn Alpine Bridge.Devil's Bridge

We have now before us a view of the far famed
Devil's Bridge. The old bridge, of which
you see a portion remaining, was constructed as far
back as eleven hundred and eighteen. The span of the
arch in the new bridge is seventy five feet, and
its height from the surface of the water to the
keystone is about one hundred feet, but as the
arch spans a cataract almost vertical in its
descent the bridge thus acquires an elevation of two
hundred feet aditional.

The whole scene is full of savage grandeur.
What a contrast is is here to the green and [gap of 6chars]>
landscape presented by the Plains of Piedmont.
Here the deafening roar of the surge, as it
struggles with the opposing rocks, and leaps
and foams and thunders forths its hoarse song
of triumph—the feeling of personal danger(,)
the shaking of the low parapet where you stand,
—the dark unbroken granite rocks that rise
perpendicularly hundred of feet above your head
along whose flank the sheeted vapour floats
in thin and transparent folds,—while sudden
gusts and currents of wind, caused by

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