Before daylight this Christmas morning we are on deck, where we
linger most of the time till our ship is docked in Naples at 10 a.m.
The approach to the city from the sea is very grand. In the gray
dawn we discern the light on Ischia, which shows far out at sea. As
day creeps on, the outline of Vesuvius becomes dimly visible through
the morning haze. We pass some islets, then Pozzuoli and other
suburbs of the queenly city. The sun is now full risen; 't is