The Republican journal., 1913-10-09

ture. Some new lie boats were being
hoisted for the equipment of the lovely
bird-like ship; and, Yankee like. |
pitched in. bearing hand, to the mirth
OF the sailors, and the warm English
'Thank you" of an Italian boatswain.
At O'Clock she slowly steamed thrmoh
letter S channel, the duplicate of that
Of the Grand Canal, and we were NOT
fairly past all moles and breakwaters
and out to sea till the disc of the SIM was
dipping in wavelets of crimson and GOLD
Then the lights of the city of water
witchery twinkled in beauty with the
stars, and the distant and more distant
music of her evening bells became rhvth.
mic with the low, soft voicings of the
ea-that Adriatic which in the late an.
tumn and winter winds can hurl it's voice
of terror and raise its arm of might. as
when one anciently there, crossing in a
frail boat, sternly said to his affrigbtea
boatman, "What do you fear? You
carry Cesar"
The service of food on the shin emil.
ano" had all the elaboration and delicacv
of Italian art. Breakfast consisted of
the standard European service. rolls
without butter and coffee with sugar
and scalded milk. might better state.
scalded milk favored with coffee. if YOU
please; for to me it is much more agree
able, and our old coffee fends ought to
know 1t doesn't so much tan one inside
and out. Lunch and dinner at the hours
OF one and seven p. m. are quite other
affairs, ah, la but one does better to
take and sample what they bring in six
courses than to operate on the la carte
basis. The most of it will! prove tooth
some and palatable, odd as it NAV ap-
pear.
The second nightfall on this Adriatic
voyage brought the and-fall of Italy
again, the port being Brindisi, the
ancient Brundusium. where thew landed
Saint Paul on his journey from Judea
to Rome for imprisonment and death.
Our ships PROV was thence turned east
ward, and the next morning light showed
the mountainous seemingly uninhabited
coast of Albania. The arid lime and
sandstone cliffs of gray and purple, in the
mellow light of dawn, showed here and
there but scanty growths of scrub oak
and wild olive trees.
Towards the middle of the day we
passed into the strait that separates the
large island of Corfu from the main land
and were fairly within the kingdom of
Greece. The town of Corfu, though on
a sheltered water front stands out bold
and strikingly picturesque. defended
east and west by massive castellated
ramparts, well garrsonei. That after
noon passing to the sunset and twilight
hour is, in our voyaging, memorable for
panorama of mountain crowned islands
and mainland, clouds. clouds ineffablv
wonderful in shapes and shades, and
sunset among them, the veritable pass
ing of Phebus in his golden chariot
through dust of gold and amethyst and
topaz, thronged by all the divinities that
the wonderful, the ancient minds of the
Greeks could imagine. The softness of
those Greek skies, and the effect of
climatic conditions on vapor, air, sun
AMI stars, be it known, have not been,
cannot be overdrawn. Language is too
poor to express them
In the night We passed through the
gulf of Corinth, and in the light of the
next early dawn, 10, on the left was Mt.
Parnassus, on which the grace of ancient
mythology had fallen, and on the right
line of frowning haIf-mountain cliffs,
under which, on the stretching, broken
plain, obscurely appeared the partial out
lines of the foundations of buildings that
once were part of the first ranking
commercial city in the world, rich, proud,
so worldly in its self absorption, that St.
Paul's epistles to the Christians there
stand as the truest perpetuation OF the
name, Corinth.
Dead ahead was the canal, three miles
long, before which we were redtaped
two hours, but passing which we We're
fairly in Aegean waters, but half day
from Athens. f. F. PHILLIPS.