I “To the Lagunes!”--“To the Lagunes!”--“Attila Australis plaga!”--“Attila Flagello di Dio!”--these were the despairing cries of panic-stricken people in dire distress. Ominous sounds came hustling over ragged peaks, and through dense forests from the lofty snow-fields of the distant Alps; and, like the storm-borne scum of tempestuous seas,--leaping and hissing,--they tore along the hurrying torrents. Sweeping wildly over rippling lake and rolling plain the warning cry re-echoes across the ruffled waters of the sal…