The coachman generally runs beside his vehicle.
October 3d.
To-day I drove in a carriage (for the first time since my departure from Vienna, a period of six months and a half) to Civita Vecchia, to view this ancient town of Malta, and particularly the celebrated church of St.Peter and St.Paul.

On this occasion I traversed the whole length of the island, and had an opportunity of viewing the interior.
Malta consists of a number of little elevations, and is intersected in all directions by excellent roads.

I also continually passed handsome villages, some of them so large that they looked like thriving little towns.

The heights are frequently crowned by churches of considerable extent and beauty; although the whole island consists of rock and sandstone, vegetation is sufficiently luxurious.

Fig, lemon, and orange trees grow every where, and plantations of the cotton-shrub are as common as potato-fields in my own country.