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THE VASCULUM<br />

Vol. XXIV. No. I. FEBRUARY, <strong>1938</strong>.<br />

EASTWARD HO !<br />

J. W. HESLOP HARRISON.<br />

A GLIMPSE OF STROMBOLI.<br />

We left Marseilles in the morning to speed into a sea that was far<br />

from placid. So rough, indeed, was it, that only a few of the bolder spirits,<br />

fired by memories of Prosper Merimee's " Columba," kept a sharp look out<br />

for the Corsican Mountains. However, they were to be disappointed, as our<br />

good ship passed through the Straits of Bonifacio towards midnight, when<br />

the absence of lights only too plainly emphasised the sparseness of the<br />

population of Corsica and of its sister island Sardinia. Many consoled<br />

themselves with the reflection that, at any rate, we could not be cheated of<br />

our view of Stromboli in that way, for, clearly, that volcano could only<br />

stand out more prominently on a dark night. Next morning damped their<br />

hopes with the "authentic" information that Mussolini objected to British<br />

ships passing through the Straits of Messina, and that we were to make for<br />

Malta instead. Like many another ship's rumour, before noon this was<br />

definitely proved to be baseless for the ship's course, as laid out on the<br />

chart, was unmistakably set for the Lipari Islands. Long before they came<br />

into sight crowds anxiously scanned the horizon, only to be baffled by the<br />

black domelike clouds piling up on every side. Quite unexpectedly, the<br />

islands loomed up, and the major group passed to the accompaniment of an<br />

incessant dis-play of lightning flashes. Right and left they streaked until a<br />

loud cry of "Look! " was heard. <strong>The</strong>re, almost immediately ahead, lay a<br />

crimson glow high in the sky, recalling the appearance of an old-fashioned<br />

fusee. Just as suddenly as it appeared,

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