vicinity, are built chiefly of wood, with a basement story of stone, ornamented with verandas, and covered with tiles. The public offices are entirely of stone. The port, or bay of Bathi, is but a creek or recess of the noble Gulf of Molo, on the eastern shore of the island, having a breadth, at its entrance, of two miles, a depth of one hundred and thirty fathoms in the middle, and unattended with danger to the largest vessels in every part of it. It forms a safe as well as spacious asylum for shipping; and around the Lazaretto, which occupies the left of the accompanying view of Bathi, may constantly be seen a little fleet at anchor-Albanian, Greek, Moriot, and Russ—with the yellow ensign flying over them. The bay is commanded all round by eminences, each crowned with some remarkable object—an antique ruin, a venerable convent, a gloomy cypress, or a dismounted battery.

THE island of Corfu, the chief of the septinsular republic, lies at the entrance of the Adriatic Sea, in the thirty-ninth degree of north latitude, and the nineteenth of east longitude. It extends about thirty-five miles in length, from Cape Drasti to Cape Bianco; but is of a very irregular breadth. It is separated from the Albanian coast by a channel twenty miles in length, and reduced to a breadth of only two miles at Cape Karagol. Its maximum width, which is opposite the capital, Corfu, is ten miles, and its greatest depth is fifty fathoms. The surface of this channel when agitated, presents an appearance terrific and sublime; but when undisturbed, is of the most beautiful blue colour. The whole island area is divided into four sections. The mountainous, (Oros,) the beautiful, (Agiru,) the midland, (Mezzo,) and the Lefchimo. It is traversed, longitudinally, by a mountain-chain, which culminates in Santa Dacca, two thousand feet above the sea; and this chain is crossed by a transeptral ridge, appearing to be a continuation of the Acroceraunian mountains, the highest point of which, St. Salvadore, attains an elevation of two thousand feet. The views from the summits of these lofty, rugged, and precipitous hills are not merely magnificent, from the character of the scenery which they command, but are interesting from their association with classic literature. These are the scenes of the immortal Odyssey; and here Pyrrhus voyaged over the seas with his elephants, the first ever seen by the Romans, to intimidate, but not to conquer, that fierce nation. Recollections become so multiplied