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VIII
NAPLES
If anybody would care to know about my stay
in Naples, he must look it up in ‘Letters
from a Mourning City’ if he can get hold of a
copy, which is not probable, for the little book is
long ago out of print and forgotten. I have just
been reading myself with considerable interest
these ‘Letters from Naples’ as they were called
in the Swedish original. I could not write such a
book to-day to save my life. There is plenty of
boyish boisterousness in these letters, there is
also plenty of self-consciousness, not to say
conceit. I was evidently rather pleased with myself
for having rushed from Lapland to Naples at the
moment when everybody else had left it. There
is a good deal of swaggering how I went about
night and day in the infected poor quarters,
covered with lice, feeding on rotten fruit, sleeping
in a filthy locanda. All this is quite true, I have
nothing to retract, my description of Naples in
cholera time is exact as I saw it with the eyes of
an enthusiast.
But the description of myself is far less exact.
I had the cheek to put in writing that I was not
afraid of the cholera, not afraid of Death. I told
a lie. I was horribly afraid of both from the first
till the last. I described in the first letter how,
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