Ozieri standing on the verge of the great Sardinian plains, we dismissed

our _cavallante_, and changed our mode of travelling. A primitive

_diligence_ plies occasionally between Ozieri and Sassari, by the new

road just constructed to join the Strada Reale between Cagliari and

Porto Torres. Missing the opportunity during our hunting excursion, we

hired a _voiture_ for the day's journey. It was comparatively a smart

affair, a light _calèche_ with bright yellow pannels, and drawn by a

pair of quick-stepping horses; so that we travelled in much comfort.

Carriages are seldom found in the island except on this great road, and

in a few of the principal towns; the mode of travelling in the interior,

for persons of all ranks and both sexes, being either on horseback or on

oxen.[71]

We rattled out of Ozieri with a flourish of the driver's horn, more

intent on which than on the management of his spirited horses he nearly

brought us to grief. After some narrow escapes of being capsized over

the heaps of stones scattered along the new road, now in the course of

construction, we came to a dead lock in an excavation; and one of the

horses, though mettlesome enough, hung in the collar, refusing to draw.

It was said to be an Irish horse, but how or when it got to Sardinia was

as much a myth as the immigration of some of the various races by which

the island is said to have been peopled in ancient times. However, Miss

Edgeworth's Irish postilion and “Knockecroghery,” could scarcely have

afforded us more amusement than our Sarde driver and his horse, whose

good qualities he ludicrously vaunted, alternately cursing and

glorifying, thumping and coaxing, the vicious beast, while we heaved at

the wheels. Our united efforts at length succeeded in extricating the

vehicle from the sandy hollow; and after jolting for awhile over the

new-formed road, the material having become solid and compact, we rolled

at our ease across the plain. I remarked, that though the road was well

levelled and macadamised, scarcely a man was to be seen employed in the

present operations. Boys were breaking the metal, and girls carrying it

in baskets on their heads.

The plains being undulating, extensive views are commanded by the

eminences far away over the Campidano, backed by the Limbara mountains

on the north-west. We passed the village of Nores, pleasantly situated

on a hill at the verge of the Ozieri plain, across which Monte Santo,

appearing from this point a long ridge, rose in full view to our left,

2000 feet high. The junction with the Strada Reale from Cagliari to

Sassari was reached soon afterwards. About noon, we halted while the

horses baited at a roadside _locanda_, the half-way house to Sassari,

standing at the foot of Monte Santo, here reduced to the shape of a

round-topped mountain. Lesser hills fell away to the great plain, the

slopes and flats being sprinkled with large flocks of sheep. On a

hillock two or three miles distant, were the ruins of a Nuraghe,

mellowed to a rich orange tint.

It was a pleasant spot, and at the present moment full of life, numbers

of Sardes of all classes having, like ourselves, halted there for rest.

Two _voitures_ were drawn up by the roadside, as well as several light

carts, with high wheels and tilts made of rushes or cloth, conveying

goods to and fro between Cagliari and Sassari. Women in yellow

petticoats and red mantles, with bright kerchiefs round their heads, and

men in their white shirt sleeves open to the elbow, and Moorish cotton

trowsers, contrasting with their dark jackets, caps, and gaiters, were

bustling about, fetching water and fodder for the horses. Others were

sitting and eating under the shade of a group of weeping willows,

overshadowing a bason of pure water, fed by a streamlet trickling down

from the neighbouring hills. Intermingled with these were Sarde

cavaliers, in a more brilliant costume; and a priest, carrying a huge

crimson umbrella, came forth from the _locanda_, and with his

attendants, mounting their horses, proceeded on their journey at a pace

suited to the priest's gravity, and the requirements of his gorgeous

canopy.

Presently a horn sounded, and a coach came thundering down the hill,—the

diligence on its daily service between the two capitals. The vehicle was

double-bodied, well horsed, and, altogether, a superior turn-out. We

took the opportunity of its pulling up for a moment to bespeak beds at

Sassari. After amusing ourselves with a scene of life on the road not

often witnessed in Sardinia,—having already lunched in our _voiture_ on

a basket of grapes, with bread, and a bottle of the excellent white wine

of Oristano,—we sauntered up the course of the rivulet to its source, at

the foot of a rock among the woods. There we drank of the clear

fountain, and washed; bees humming among the flowers, as in the height

of the summer, and the gabble from the roadside below, coming up mixed

with the cries of the carrier's fierce dogs. The spot commanded charming

views of Monte Santo and the far-stretching _campagna_ beneath.

Pursuing our route, the country assumed a peculiar aspect from the

number of the flat-topped hills, swelling in green slopes out of the

plains which spread before us in long sweeps. These vividly green

hillocks are probably the craters of long extinct volcanoes, as we were

now in the line, and near the centre, of that wide igneous action

mentioned in a former chapter. There were signs of more extensive

cultivation than we had hitherto observed, and the evident fertility of

the soil left no doubt on the mind of its powers of production under a

better system. Large flocks of sheep were feeding in every direction;

this being the season for their being driven from the mountains for

pasture and shelter in the teeming plains. Sardinia remains still in

that pastoral state, which, however picturesque to the eyes of the

traveller, as well as suited to the indolent habits of the Sarde

peasant, must yield to agricultural progress, or, at least, be reduced

within due bounds, before the soil of the island can be made the source

of that wealth which, with proper cultivation, large portions of it are

naturally fitted to yield. Sardinia will continue to be poor and

uncivilised while vast tracts of country are open to almost promiscuous

and lawless commonage, and while the occupation of the shepherd, with

all its hardships, is esteemed preferable and more honourable than that

of the tiller of the soil.

After this, we got among hills bounding the plain in the neighbourhood

of Florinas and Campo di Mela. The country became rugged, and, after

crossing a river, over a still perfect Roman bridge, of several arches,

with massive substructions of large square stones, which we alighted to

examine, there commenced a steep ascent, winding among woods. We walked

up it by moonlight, our driver's bugle echoing that of a _diligence_

which preceded us at some distance in mounting the pass. Sassari was

entered by an arched and embattled gateway in the square-towered wall

surrounding the place; and, passing through the best quarter of the

town, the dark mass of the citadel contrasting well with the white

_façades_ and lofty colonnades of the neighbouring houses, we were set

down at the Albergo di Progresso, opposite the great convent of St.

Pietro, one of the richest of the many religious houses of which Sassari

once boasted. The accommodations at the hotel were the best we enjoyed

in the island.

Sassari, the second city of Sardinia, containing a population of some

30,000 souls, has always been a jealous rival of Cagliari, the

metropolis, boasting an independent history of its own, of which it has

just pretensions to be proud. It was an insignificant village till the

inhabitants of Porto-Torres,—the ancient _Turris Libysonis_, founded on

the neighbouring coast by the Greeks, and colonised by the Romans,—were

driven by the incursions of the Saracen corsairs, and, finally, by the

ruin of their town by the Genoese, in 1166, to seek a refuge further

inland. They established themselves at Sassari, where the long street,

still called Turritana, was named from the new settlers. In 1441, the

archiepiscopal see and chapter of St. Gavino, near Porto-Torres, were

translated to Sassari by Pope Eugenius IV., and thenceforward it

rivalled the metropolis in opulence and power. When, in the thirteenth

century, the Genoese occupied the northern division of the island,

Sassari became a republic, entering into an alliance, offensive and

defensive, with that of Genoa. The articles of the treaty are a curious

amalgamation of independence assumed by the one, and of interference and

jurisdiction claimed by the other. The general effect was, that the

Sassarese accepted annually from the Genoese a Podesta, who swore

fidelity to their constitution; and the Sassarese assert that while

their city was under the protection of Genoa, they only styled that

haughty republic in their statutes and diplomas, “_Mater et Magistra,

sed non Domina:_” “_non Signora, ma Amica._”

Mutual quarrels induced a rupture of the alliance in 1306, and on the

Arragonese kings advancing pretensions to the sovereignty of the island,

the Sassarese made a voluntary transfer of their allegiance to Diego II.

of Arragon, who, in return, guaranteed their rights and privileges; and

Sassari continued to be governed as a republic long after the Spanish

conquest in 1325. The city, however, suffered severely during the

protracted contests between the Genoese, Pisans, and the Giudici of

Arborea, for the expulsion of the Spaniards; sustaining no less than ten

sieges, courageously defended, in the short interval between 1332 and

1409. It continued to be the victim of contending parties till 1420,

when for the last time, and after a struggle of nearly a hundred years,

it fell into the hands of Alfonso V., who conferred on it the title of

“Città Reale.” In the middle of the fifteenth century it flourished both

commercially and politically, enjoying privileges beyond any other town

in the island. From this power and prosperity arose its rivalry with

Cagliari; and the jealousies and dissensions in matters of government,

religion, and education, surviving the transference of the sovereignly

to the House of Savoy, have descended from generation to generation.

This feeling prevails to the present day, partly owing, perhaps, to the

circumstance of society in Sassari being less under the influence of

Piedmontese and Continental opinions than in the capital, Cagliari,—and

partly to the Sassarese population being mostly of Genoese extraction.

The descendants of these settlers having almost all the trade, commerce,

and employment in their hands, form a very important and influential

middle class. I found at Sassari opinions more distinctly pronounced on

the abuses of the government, and the necessity of reforms in the

various branches of the administration, than I have reason to believe

they are in the more courtly circles of Cagliari. Some numbers of a

work, in course of publication, were put into my hands during our stay

at Sassari, in which these topics were discussed in a sensible, bold,

but temperate style.[72] Though written by a foreigner, a Venetian

refugee, I have no doubt, from the manner in which it was spoken of by

well-informed persons, and from its having reached a second edition,

that it may be accepted as representing the opinions of a large class of

the Sassarese, and I imagine of Sardes in general.

Much interest attaches to the working of the constitutional system in

the Sardinian dominions, not only politically, but in its effects on the

social and economical condition of the country. Hitherto the island of

Sardinia has been treated by the cabinet of Turin much as it was long

the misfortune of the English government to deal with Ireland; regarding

the native race as a conquered, but turbulent, impracticable and

semi-barbarous people; the consequences of such misrule being poverty,

disaffection and bloodshed. But I trust we see the dawn of brighter

days, when this fine island, partaking of the benefits following in the

train of constitutional government,—its wrongs redressed, its great

natural resources developed, and the natural genius and many virtues of

its inhabitants being cultivated and having free scope,—will be no

insignificant jewel in the crown which assumed its regal title from this

insular possession.

With our own happy country in the van of political, social, and material

progress, there are three secondary European states, which, in our own

memory, have raised the banner of freedom, and are consistently marching

under it with firm, vigorous, and well-poised steps. It need hardly be

explained that we speak of Norway, Belgium, and Sardinia.[73] Occupying,

geographically and politically, important positions ranging, at wide

intervals, from the far north to the extreme south of Europe, these

small, flourishing, and well-ordered states, offer a spectacle as full

of hope and encouragement to all lovers of constitutional liberty, as it

must necessarily be offensive to the despotic governments of the great

continental monarchies, on whose thresholds the altars of freedom, newly

lighted, have burnt with so steady and pure a flame. They may serve as

beacon-lights to European populations gasping for that political

regeneration, the hour of which will assuredly come, and may not be far

distant.

Of the state and prospects of the kingdom of Norway,[74] we have treated

in another work. The democratic element is so predominant in its

constitutional code, that the only fear was lest it should clash with

the executive functions of even a limited monarchy. But, hitherto, the

natural good sense, patriotism, and loyalty of the Norwegian people,

though represented in a Storthing of peasant farmers,—and we may add,

the moderation displayed by the Bernadotte dynasty,—have so obviated the

difficulties of a hastily formed, and somewhat crude, code of

fundamental laws, that it has been harmoniously worked to the great

benefit of the nation. In Belgium, notwithstanding religious

antagonisms, which have also perplexed the young councils of Sardinia,

the constitutional system has been so consolidated, under the rule of a

sagacious prince, that it may be hoped its permanence is secured. We

need not speak of the rising fortunes of the Sardinian States, the only

hope of fair Italy. The eyes of Europe are upon them; they are closely

watched by friends and foes. Our business at present is, not with the

political, but with the social and material, condition of the insular

kingdom which forms a valuable portion of those singularly aggregated

dominions. In a work devoted to a survey of the island, even a passing

traveller may be pardoned for pausing in his narrative while he collects

some cursory notices of its present condition under these aspects, and

its requirements for improvement.

All enlightened Sardes with whom we conversed unite with Signor Sala,

who has devoted several sections of his work to the subject, in

representing the corruption and other abuses pervading the

administration of justice in Sardinia, as lying at the root of its

greatest social evil. It is the ready excuse for rude justice, for

private revenge, for the assertion of the rights of persons or of things

by the strong hand, that the laws are inoperative, or iniquitously

administered. There is too much reason to believe that this has been the

normal state of Sardinia under all its rulers for ages past. And when at

the same time we find the natural instincts of the people to be

turbulent and lawless, and prone to theft and robbery, and consider the

facilities afforded by a wild, mountainous, and densely wooded country,

for the commission of crimes of violence, the scenes of bloodshed and

rapine by which it has been desolated, are not to be wondered at. In the

absence of a vigorous justice, and a sufficient military or police force

for the protection of property, a voluntary association sprung up,

consisting of armed men, under the name of Barancelli, who, for a sort

of black mail paid by the peasants, undertook to recover their stolen

cattle, or indemnify them for the loss. They fell, however, into

disrepute, and I believe have been disbanded. Banditism has been finally

and effectually extinguished in Corsica, as related in a former part of

this work, by a total disarmament of the population, without respect of

persons, or of the purposes for which fire-arms may be properly

required. So stern a measure is neither suited to the genius of the

Sardes or their rulers. With a numerous resident gentry, who, with their

retainers, and the great mass of the population, are passionately fond

of the chase, and with wastes so stocked with destructive wild animals,

the total prohibition of fire-arms must be both unpopular and impolitic.

The law, however, requires that no one shall carry them without a

license. But it is not, or cannot be, enforced, for we saw them in every

one's hands.

It gave me great pleasure to learn, as it has been already stated, on a

recent visit to Sardinia, that the administration of the law was become

more pure, the police improved, outrages were less frequent, and

confident hopes entertained that banditism, now confined to a small

number of outlaws, would gradually die out. There is no doubt it will do

so when the laws are respected as in other parts of the Sardinian

dominions.

In regard to the judges and other civil functionaries, we found

everywhere the deepest antipathy towards the Piedmontese. Sardinia for

the Sardes, was like the cry we often hear from our own sister island.

Sala treats the subject with his usual temper and good sense. He admits

the advantages of an administration conducted by natives possessing a

knowledge of the country, conversant with its language and customs, and

of a temper more conciliatory than foreigners invested with authority

are likely to exhibit. He also admits that there is extreme mediocrity,

and even ignorance, in the lower class of functionaries who arrive in

the island with appointments obtained in Turin or Genoa. Sala relates a

ludicrous story of one of these officials, who chanced to be his

companion in the steam-boat from Genoa to Cagliari, being recommended to

the Intendant-General as the chief of a department under him. When

half-way across, the candidate for office had yet to learn whither they

were bent,—“_Si fece interrogarci per dove possimo diretti_.”

Afterwards, says Sala, when chatting in Cagliari, he reproached the

Sardes with ignorance and indolence because, though their land was

surrounded by the sea, they did not know how to supply themselves with a

river,—“_Non sapevano formarsi un fiume_;” adding, with great

self-complacency,—“_Li civilizzeremo, li civilizzeremo!_”

Such impertinences are calculated to irritate the native Sardes against

the continental officials; and they are generally detested. Our author,

however, candidly allows that intrigue prevails so universally in the

island, and the influences of relationship and connexions are so great,

as to raise suspicions of the purity and fairness of native

functionaries, especially of those who have been brought up under the

old system,—a school of corruption. Signor Sala therefore suggests, that

while appointments, both on the continent and the island, should be

equally open to competent candidates, without respect of birth, great

advantages would be obtained by this interchange. The Sardes being

habituated by residence for a while, and the transaction of business, on

Terra Firma; and thus withdrawn from unfavourable influences, would be

prepared to fill honourably offices at home. This seems a wise and

obvious mode of abating a grievance of which the Sardes not unjustly

complain.

Having mentioned before the gigantic evil of the vast extent of

commonage claimed and exercised throughout the island, destructive of

the rights of property and quite incompatible with agricultural

progress, I have only to add that measures are contemplated for

facilitating and protecting inclosures where lawfully made; but so as

not to injure the great interest of the proprietors of flocks and herds,

the staple production of the island. In this view it is proposed to

place the great domains of the communes under better management.

Among various other reforms and beneficial projects to which the

attention of a more enlightened government must be directed, in order to

raise Sardinia to the rank she is entitled to hold by the extent of her

resources, and the intelligence of great numbers of her inhabitants, we

can only enumerate, without observation, the educational system

generally, including a reform of the Universities of Cagliari and

Sassari,—sanitary measures tending, at least, to alleviate the

insalubrity which is the scourge of the island,—improved police

arrangements throughout the interior,—an increased supply of the

circulating medium, the deficiency of which is represented as extreme

and injurious to trade, and “Agrarian Banks;”—an entire new system of

communal roads, connected with the great national highways, which roads,

it is said, would double the value of property wherever they passed,—the

protection and careful administration of the forests,—measures for

developing the great mineral wealth of the island,—and the encouragement

of the coral fisheries.

Nor have we exhausted the list; but enough has been shown to satisfy the

reader who accepts the statements we have laid before him, from our own

observation and from the best information of the capabilities of

Sardinia and its present condition,—how much is required to place her

on a footing with other European states, and with what hope of eventual

success. A vast field is, indeed, open for cultivation by an enlightened

and patriotic administration. Great difficulties will have to be

encountered, arising mainly from the indolence, the supineness, the

prejudices, the ignorance, and the poverty of the Sarde population. The

progress must be gradual, but noble will be the reward earned by that

exercise of vigour, discretion, and perseverance, by which the obstacles

to improvement may be overcome.

There is one highly gifted man, who has long filled a distinguished

place in the service of his sovereign and the eyes of the world, in

whose hands the task of regenerating Sardinia, herculean as it may

appear, would be not only a labour of love, but facile comparatively

with any others on which it may devolve. I speak of General the Count

Alberto di Marmora, known to all Europe by his Topographical Survey, and

his able work, the _Voyage en Sardaigne_, of which two additional

volumes have been recently published. But, perhaps, his devotion to the

best interests of the Sarde people, his labours in that cause, and the

esteem and affection with which he is universally regarded in the island

are less understood. Enjoying also the confidence of the king and his

ministers, General La Marmora is eminently fitted to carry out the

beneficial designs which he has long conceived and furthered; but his

advanced age precludes the hope of his seeing them accomplished. May his

mantle fall on no unworthy successor!

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