"What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild fowl ?" Whereto replies the much-offended Malvolio: "That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird." He of the crossed garters disdains such fantasy.

"I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion." I took my ticket for Cotrone, which once was Croton.

At Croton, Pythagoras enjoyed his moment's triumph, ruling men to their own behoof.

At Croton grew up a school of medicine which glorified Magna Graecia.

"Healthier than Croton," said a proverb; for the spot was unsurpassed in salubrity; beauty and strength distinguished its inhabitants, who boasted their champion Milon.