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my journal, had I not been entertained, during dinner, with a kind of vocal music which I had not before heard in Italy: it consisted of a psalm, in three parts, performed by boys of different ages, who were proceeding from their school to the cathedral, in procession, with their master, a priest, at their head, who sung the base. There was more melody than usual in this kind of music; and although they marched through the street very fast, yet they sung very well in time and tune. These boys are a kind of religious press-gang, who seize all other boys they can find in their way to the church, in order to be catechised.
In coming from Verona to this city, I overtook a great number of Pilgrims, young men, who were going to Assisi to visit the tomb of St. Francis; the Vene- tian subjects used to go to Loretto once a year, but the senate has forbidden them to quit the territories of the republic. Several of them marched in large com-
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