The Newtown bee., 1895-03-22

and feet cut separately of; and now the romantic see the blood-stains on the mar ble fountain that give token of this deed, and they believe these are the blood stains-if they wish to.
 But now let us leave the Alhambra palace and go out on the walls for view over the country round. By long flight of stone steps we ascend to the top of the rorre de la Vela, or in plain Eng fish, the Tower of the Bell. From this tower the first Christian flag was fioated after the conquest of Granada from the Moors. Here, too, is the bell that announces the hours for the irrigation of the valley be- low; the rules which the Moors establish ed many centuries ago for the ringing of this bell are still kept up to-day. There is a romance connected with this bell which may interest some of my readers. We shall see. The story goes that if marriageable young lady strikes this bell on the 24th day of June, she is sure to be married before the next 24th day of June comes round. Several of the young ladies in our party spent most of the time when on the tower throwing bits of brick at this bell, and they perseveIed till they hit it, too. Need l chronicle the fact that one young lady threw so straight that the missile passed over her shoulder and
 HIT A GENTLEMAN ON THE HEAD who was standing in the rear! Two points interest us as we look off from this tower. One is some canes in the mountain yond- CT. Here, they say, 4000 gypsies live 1; no, they do not live, they keep breathing just like rats. Their bill of fare is worthy of consideration for ali who are econom- ically disposed; 1t consists of prickley pears for breakfast, prickley pears for dinner, and for supper, as a change, what is left over from breakfast and dinner The other point of interest is the Sigh of the Moor" This is dip in the noun l tain range miles away, where the guide tells you Boabdil, the last of the Moorish | chieftains, stood and bade a last fond fare
 we'll to his beloved Granada, which his bold ancestors had conquered and which
 was dearer to him than the life he was now bearing over the mountains.
 Like Boabdil we, too, took our last look on the loved Alhambra. It is the grand est ruin in the world; and the grand thing about it is that, though ruin, it is yet so grand. Vandals have done their
 worst to tear it down and deface it's fair forms the French stabbed their horses | within it's frescoed halls; Charles V. of Spain tore down it's finest part that he
 might erect bull-ring and hippodrome | But still it stands, the proud boast of | Spain and the admiration of the world. On our way to the depot we stopped l for moment at the great Granada cathe- dral, and we'll our visit was repaid. Within railing in the interior of the | cathedral are two sarcophago bearing effigies of Ferdinand and Isabella in re- cumbent position, and underneath, reach ed by a flight of stone steps is the crypt containing five lead collins with the bodies of Ferdinand and Isabella, Phillip II of Spain, "Crazy Jane," the daughter of Isabella, and her infant child. Rev erently stood with uncovered head in such presence and placed my hands up- on the lid that covered this sacred dust. What we Americans owe to this noble queen and her royal spouse we can never LOO earnestly appreciate or too fully re- pay. She 1t was that
 GAVE US OUR AMERICA
 when the times were wholly ripe for this vast continent to be revealed to the world.
 Our noble ship is now blowing the wave of the eastern Mediterranean sea. Yesterday we passed not many miles from the point where the great mission ary hero of old was wrecked, as the grain-ship was bearing him 8 prisoner to- ward Rome and where, when landed, the barbarous people showed him mo little kindness" We have touched at Algiers on our way from Malaga, but l must not detain you now with the story of it's strangely clad people and it's curious mosques and quaint bazaars and wretch ed alleyways and typical oriental life. Some of this we may be able to describe as we See it further on. Tomorrow afternoon we reach the ancient port of Alexandria, and then "On to the Pyra mids," from whose summits 40 centuries look down on the world. And at Cairo come the first letters from home. won der how things are going and how the loved ones are faring in the dear home Iand.-TOtis W. Barker, Cruise s. S. "Friesland, ," Mediterranean Sea, 300 miles from Alexandria, Monday afternoon, February 20, 1895.