As he finally left the family home at Tregolo, the last words his mother said to him were these--words which he never forgot: "When you remember me, think of me as waiting at this window, watching for your return." Besides Charles Bianconi, Faroni took three other boys under his charge.

One was the son of a small village innkeeper, another the son of a tailor, and the third the son of a flax-dealer.

This party, under charge of the Padre, ascended the Alps by the Val San Giacomo road.
From the summit of the pass they saw the plains of Lombardy stretching away in the blue distance.

They soon crossed the Swiss frontier, and then Bianconi found himself finally separated from home.

He now felt, that without further help from friends or relatives, he had his own way to make in the world.
The party of travellers duly reached England; but Faroni, without stopping in London, took them over to Ireland at once.