New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1851-12-26

THY covered with Wild sage and other plabe
which gave an aromatic and stimulating taste
to the air, as they were broken under our feet
The nimble lizards scampered into their holes,
but they were not more nimble than my little
Greeks, whose caps bobbed up and down a.
they bounded with hands and feet up the rocks.
They chartered necessarily 10 one another and
to me, and | talked 10 them in Eng ish aud
Italian, both parties enjoying the conversation,
though neither understood II. At last, when We
had reached rocky shoulder not far from the
summit dismissed them and assembled alone.
gave each Of them a piece Of 10 leptha, (the
largest Greek copper COIN, they laid their hands
eravely across their breasts and bowed after
which their capers OF dehghtwere most amusing.
They shouted and danced on the rocks, and
then, clutching the coins tightly in their hands,
went out of sight with the feetness of Young
goats.
A few minutes more Of breathless climbing
brought me TO the top ofthe peak, which cannot
be less than two thousand feet in hight. Some
friendly hand had piled a tottering tower OF
stones. up which mounted, and then sat down
to breathe the delicious air and contemplate the
magnificent view The horizon was so extend
ed as to take in nearly the entire group of the
Cvclados, with a few of the Sporades. count
ed ty-fve islands, besides Syra-some MS
Ing into cloudy SUBMITS some low and barren,
some lying in dark-purple shadow, some CLEAN
ing bright and yellow IN the sun, and all glrdled
by the same glorious blue OF the sea. Here, al
most at my feet, was DelOs, where Latona gave
birth to Apollo and Diana yonder Paros,
the birthplace of the Medicean Venus and the
DYING Gladiator; behind it Naxos, sacred to
Bacchus and Ariadne and faint and far to the
south, Mo, where Homer died To the west
lay Thermia, Zea and Andres, and away beyond
Andros the shadowy hills Of NegropOnt, the an
Gent Eubea. Zea concealed the promentory of
Cape COlonna, but between the island and Ne
propont, dim as a dream, stretched the mainland
of Attica. the tops of Hymettus. In the north
east distinguished Icara and Samos and IN the
south the topmost summit oil Milo. The feeling
with which gazed on that panorama can scarce
y be expressed in words; OF If in words, only in
tina, speech taught by him who was born in De.
los
On my return, | descended To the fountain,
which gushes from the solid rock, IN the ravlne
behind the old town It is the same to which
the pilgrims of Old rcsorted for publication, be-
fore visiting the shrine Of Apollo at Deios.-
Without the supply OF soft and pure water which
it affords, the island would no, be habitable
found number of women grouped around At,
waiting to FIT their heavy lars, which they then
bore of on their shoulders. The water Is sold
in the town. and even retailed by the glass 10
the sailors along the quay. came on board
like one of the messengers from Eshkol, bearing
a cluster OF transparent pink grapes, which
weighed more than four pounds.
Oct. 3O-We left SYRIA toward evening yes
terday. with cur deck crowded with Greeks,
Turks and Jews On passing the strait between
Tnos and MycOne we entered the open sea, anu
made for Scio, about fifty miles distant. As the
night was dark, and we only touched at the ISL
and for half an hour sometime past midnight,
kept my berth, but rose at dawn to see sun
rise in ASIA. FOR the first time, we were Iust
entering the Bay Of sIny ma magnificent sheet
of water, between thirty and forty miles long,
and varying from five to ten IN breadth. Its
shores are mountains whose green and wooded
slopes present an agreeable contrast to the bare
hills OF Greece. The narrow plains at their feet
are covered with gardens and grain fields, and
dotted with white villages and country houses.
No part OF the Mediterranean that have visited
has a more fertile and ilourlshing appearance
than this coast
After passing the " Castle OF the Sea- large
white washed fortress commanding the channel,
we first see the mnarets of Smyrna Mount
Phaeus, on the southern side, crowned by It's
ruined citadel keeps the city IN shadow, but as
we approach, the mass of houses, fiat dome-hke
roofs, gay mosques and light minarets, stretch
ing for nearly two miles along the shore and
climbing to the dark cypress-groyes of the burial
grounds, high on the hill grows distinct in all
its novel and fantastic features. Our boat passes
slowly to the Frank quarter, in the northern
part of the city and drops anchor within hun
dred yards of the shore.