In October last, I was three or four days at Albano […] I happened to be walking one day in a pleasant road, through a great wood; when, on a sudden, I heard a confused noise of singing, fiddling, and braying. I stood still, surprized for some time, not being able to conjecture what could be the cause of so odd a consort. At last appeared a jovial company of Amazons and humble suitors, about forty in number; not of the common sort of people, as by their actions one would have imagined. Everyone bestrode an ass, the ladies being dressed à propos with trowzers on, to secure them from unlucky accidents.