Weekly national intelligencer. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1841-1869, 1852-04-17

guAIuai yel5 AoaIse voice ~ ID the
voice Of hama These usty fellows, that you trot
ting along through the crowd four at each end OF long
POLE with slung the middle are the burden
carriers the draymen STEAMBOAT and Gaat who carry
hogsheads, boxes stones, and burdens of all kinds
their poles; each pole acting powerful batterng
on the human head. Guarda guarda the hanaal
dexerousy aiming the pole at the corner of your eye
By lucky instinct you start and dodge it, that time he
has missed his aim Scarcely have you escaped this dan
ger when Gathering OF hoofs startles you again is
fine horse mounted by Turkish officer You admire the
embroidery the officers uniform, while he csoly en-
beavers to ride youit would be amusing to
Christian under the horses feet You Jump the
street at single bound flushed with Indignation but be-
fore you can say Bosh! with heavy burden on
his back andhs head bowed down low that he only
see six inches before him, into you deprivng you
ehectualy OF all powers of articulation without breath
man cannot by the beard the Prophet About
the time you from the effects Of this attack
mule laden with kegs of water which operate outrg
gers each side bears down upon you SO Unexpectedly
that you scraped up and turned around by the main
force OF headway and precptated backwards door
sill into the lap of industrious artisan who is at that
moment refreshing himself with nargua and cup of
coeeboth of which, matter of course are sacrifc
ed. Starting out anew, you have made suit
able reparation for the damage, you work your way
through the crowd very much eel might be suppos
ed to wind through stubbefeld and by dint of perse
verance and renewed caution you eventually reach the
bridge Here you stop to draw along BREATH wipe the
perspiration off your forehead and enjoy the view 1t is
refreshing and orientathe whole thing the beau
tfu engravings in the ANNALS only good deal larger
and better DONE There the Turks with turbans
on the flowing robes and long boards and peaked slip
pers the Persans with their tall shaggy hats the Greeks
and Abanians in petcoats, the palefaced Amenans the
bearded and turbaned Jews the dusky Egyptian slaves
just as you have them in prints Of the bridge
thousand times, all walking about like any other live peo
ple But on second thought the whole scene is good
deal better than any thing in the line Of 1t is abso
lutely spendid you excaim unconscously by Jove sir
it is gorgeous What magnificent effect these mosques
and mnares Of STEAMBOAT hayethe domes looming up in
the golden haze Of the morning. high above the house
tops the minarets piercing the heavens clear and white
like gigantic omamented needles wrought Of pure
ivory the quays lined with strangely houses
forests of rising from the flashing of the har
bor with bright coors Haunting in the air the steamers
from Tenapa and Bayukdere sweeping in CALAMITY leav
ing long trains Of smoke behind them nnumerable craft
with flowing canvass from the tiny felucca to the tower
ing merchantmen of the Black sea- gliding about the
glorious Bosphorus and far and the very waters
alive with caques the most graceful and oriental Of little
boats with their smooth sides and pointed bows darling
hther and hither with the velocity of birds skimming
thema picture Of oriental life that art has attain
ed Half the population Of STEAMBOAT to be afoat
turbans of every color brilliant robes sashes and uni
forms glitter in the sunbeams the Of the caques
flashing tipped with silver, and the busy hum Of life
rising oil with mellow cheerfulness Along over
the bridge from end to end flows another tide of life
the everlasting throng that crowd it from the dawn Of
morning the darkness Of night and to be
done; the Frank merchants from Pera and Galata, the
Armenans from the bazaars of Stambou the Turks Jews
and Cop the Greeks the Italians the French the Eng
lish-a the nations of the globe appear be passing
over the bridge speaking all the languages that dis
tort the tongue of man. wearing all the varieties of
that ds6gure give dignity to the form, and
engaged in all the different pursuits that occupy the hui
brain, the very vision brought into glorious reality
that has haunted you from early youth in your dreams
the East voluptuous softness odor of strange in
fills the glowing atmosphere harmony of lights
and shadows and visas of golden haze and soft purple
distances that charmed the before
in the earliest gimpses of the beautiful when the heart
with youth and the spirit looked up its fresh
through the realms of fancy Now inward the
stream of thought and upon its surface arise thousand
happy memories Of the past, gliding back with it it
flows, till the soul wanders again in mystic worlds where
dwell inhabitants with of diamonds and robes Of
precious fabrics worked in gold, and white wands and
haunted castles seen and mountains up change
into strange forms and vanish, the clouds of
mers But this is all romance aroused by outward
show There is much sad reality in the City of the
Sultan any where elsa good deal than You
prepared for after reading Miss Pardoe Lady Mon
tague Don't give way any weakness of this kind any
more if you help 1T. 1t makes feel miserable
when he wakes up-ust like nice mntjulap about bed
time anda bad headache the next morning.
Close by the bridge is boat station, where hun
dreds Of caques always in readiness take passen
gers For quarter of cent you walk the
bridge but let suppose that you have been in
caique and tempted by its swallowke bows, also
by the solicitations of sturdy fellow, turbaned and
breeched in genuine oriental STYLE who beckons you
jump very pretty is that Of which he appears
to be the chief ornament is perfect little fairy boat
trim and elegant in FORM with very sharp bow low in
the water and rang up the stern which also sharp
smooth asas outside and decorated inside with carving
in the Turkish Style beautiful model for swift
and the very perfection Of gracefulness You jump
in Mashallsl what dainty little duck of thing it is
An inch Of Roadway would have tilted you over
board Down you plump yourself the carpet that CO.
the bottom and hold neryousy to the gunwaes
your head peepg up and your eyes agog at all the
faces and violent motions Of the boatmen Caiques
shearing in and smming all around Guarda guarda
is bawled in your ears till, like the cry Of wolf, it
attract notice. and just then the long sharp bow
of rival caique coming suddenly up grazes your head
and bears off trumphantly with the skin Of your knuck-
Lac do This time Won 6odr