The coachman drove for half an hour through the busiest part of the
city, and at length stopped at the railway station.

"Now, uncle George," said Rollo, "you must go into the waiting room with
Mrs. Gray and Rosie, while I get the tickets."

Rollo bought tickets for a place called _Castellamare_, which is a
romantic town built on the shore of the bay at the foot of Vesuvius. It
is famous, among other things, for the hot springs of medicinal water
which come up out of the ground there, I suppose from under the volcano,
or from so near the neighborhood of it that the water is heated by the
volcanic fires. Castellamare is a great naval station for the government
of the country, and for this reason, as well as on account of the
springs, they have made a railroad to it from Naples.

On coming out into the street at the station at Castellamare, Rollo and
his party were greeted by a sudden burst of clamor from a crowd of
coachmen and guides, all wanting to be hired.

"Pay no attention to all these people, uncle George," said Rollo, "but
follow me."

So saying, Rollo pushed forward, followed by his party, until he reached
a place where he could see the carriages. There were a great number of
them. They were harnessed with three horses to each. They were there to
take travellers on excursions along the coast, and among the neighboring
mountains. They were ready to go to Sorrento, or to Paestum, or to
Amalfi, or wherever any travellers wished to go.

Rollo paid no attention to the clamor, but quietly surveyed the
carriages which were standing in the street before him. The coachmen of
some of them were on the sidewalk; those of others stood up in their
carriages, shouting all the time to Rollo, and cracking their whips.
Rollo at last selected the one which he thought would be best for the
purpose, and went quietly to it. Partly by signs, and partly by
disconnected words in Italian, he made a bargain with the man to take
them to Sorrento and back; and then the carriage drove up to the
sidewalk, and all the party got in. Rollo also selected a guide. The
guide mounted on the box with the coachman. Josie took a seat inside.

The party enjoyed a magnificent ride along the coast for eight or ten
miles. The road was excellent. It was built on the declivities of the
mountains, which here crowd close upon the sea. It was very smooth and
hard, and was finished with a sidewalk, and with avenues of trees,
almost all the way. On one s