The Montgomery advertiser., 1909-01-31

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 the gentlemen. Any way you are glad
 that some of the germs of music oi | poetry have been absorbed, although \ you couldn't miss them there shre SC | many others<that still remaiA In the dirty little hovel.
 | A recent discovery has been made in
 Brindisi by Chat and that Is that the 1 expression. "AiI roads lead to Rome originated there, because It is the he-
 ginning of the Appian Way. If you
 do not believe 1t ask Mir. Cook and Mir I hillside. marked by . Rofnan column, then 1t passes the house of Virgil or | Verdi. goes under an old archway on
 It's classic way to Rome
 Italian Travel.
 ! There is just one thing older in 1 Brindtsi than the castle. the cathedral. and the Via Appia. and thatis the car riage from which you see the land- | marks. The bottom is well supplied ! with straw. but not so the seats, and | the top bas to be raiaed or lowered by a | lengthy visit to the blacksmith's, s, where the screws are removedScr put | in and the horse CD Iis cajolled into going agaan with S red-hot poker. There Is just one thing stranger than | anything else, too, about Brindisi and that Is that you can meet a person there who lives two doors away from | you in Mobile. Alabama, U. g. A, for that's where Bishop Allen came on l board ksa There is another thing, strange about voyage, on the Adriatic and, that is that you can go to sleep on q raging sea and awake on a mill pond. In the night the good ship EeInirainis has hugsed the s.iores ftCovfa and 1t was good. becainiing hug, for that island oq the Grecdan shose is noted for It's placid scenery and gentle zephyrs as well as having been the home of the beautiful EIizabeth of Austria who was so cruelty murdered at Geneva. Last year 1t acquired more fame because the Emperor of the Germans elected to-pay it a visit. Af + < H
 If you had wished in the night you might have seen these landmarhs just as the next morning you can see the Ionian Isles so famous in song and story. You fairly live in the age of fables and breathe Byronic atmosphere while lodging In and among these is- lands of the Ionian Sea. IL would make the most stolid phflosoph CT or. pessimist, lover of nature could he see these hills and n1ouhtains rising from the blue waters Nature is kind, even to the tourist and for the stormy night you are repaid by no less than
 
 away and leave you with a clear view of Cepheias. the snowy top of Mount Parnassus, and you are told that not far away on the mainland are Mount olympus and Sparta and Athens and all those other nice places. where the gods and godesses made merry and the school teachers made history.
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 f@you ever were sceptical about ve- TaaV1f fknrs sla other nice people you are no longer Tor seeing Is believing and such d land with its vine clad hills is too good for mere mortais, that is, if you come from the prohibition State of Alabama
 If you have an interesting and de- llghtfully human guide book like bisnop Allen to refresh your memory or School Days" you recall with his aid. when sailing over the Gulf of Arcadia that those who dweIt along It's shores were 8 peaceful race of peo- pie, the kind you sedom find now, who attended purely and simply to their own affairs and let everybody else's alone-that they preferred watching their fiocks to somebody's discard. Further along. though, you get back into the turbulent worlds history again and steam over the battle erotfnd of the great battle of Norvana which practically established the independ- ence of Greece
 It isn't the Island of Crete at all over here, for everybody calls 1t Candfa which you next approach, possibly af- ter the honey that comes from there On all the tins of 1t you read, Real Candid Honey, imported by Nicolas, Zigada Paslia, purveyors of H. IT., the Khediue and Thomas Cook and Son" If the Island Itself had been 1purveyor to Mfr. Cook he would order a less a fRu, aeA 1t. The roughef 1t gets the more com munfcatiye the stewardess, who tells with fiendish gIee every few minutes of the loss of a ship right in this or that very spot just two years ago, and other comparatively like experiences.
 But MT. Cook must have ordered the sunset when nearing the Egyptian l coast, because he has that same wa terscape painted in just those colors in all his How to See Egypt" books. l The yellow of this same Egyptian | sun would make willie Hearst's" pa pers look like a pure cream color. There is nothing more lurid, more than this sun that has been setting all these centuries over the land of the | Plotonues. of Cleopatra, and now of Tommy Atkins and the Adabs.
 First sight of Alexandria.
 There is nothing more lurid, either, than tnS urSL fSiBnC yOuf&eG or Vn0 tanQ- | ing at Alexandria. The approach is uninteresting, except for the arrival of the pilot who is slightly off color
 or of the quarantine offieer, who comes in a green, not yellow, boat. But | Heavens, what a sight when the little boats begin to swarm around, each man yelling for his Cairo, not Alexandria
 hotel. There isn't a pair of trousers, at least as far as you can see, among | them. The Arabs wear these all-ln one frocks, and sometimes a succession of them, color upon color, and topped off | with an up-to-date overcoat or a Be- 1 douin cape. Of course there are bloom CTS and fezzes, and turbans and such | a variety of colors that you think you must have ''coloritis" ca1sed by the yellow sunset on the blue Medfterran- can, and the six rainbows are account able for your crazy quilt eyes, or that | Eastern world must have emOre in its prism than we have in the Western. Anyway, you know you are speech less in this enlarged Triest Tower of
 Babel. Although you were sure you
 had brought along with the cargo of | Christmas trees and new automobiles | for the Khedive, numerous apartments
 also of the Babel Tower, the Hunga-
 rian County, the Austro Italian Cap
 tain and the Creek who fs an Arabian
 guide, you are convinced that the Tow l CT of Languages must have been turned
 into a sky scraper.
 At least so it seemed to Chat. I /