New Britain herald., 1915-11-18
SCENES AT SALONIkI
 INDICATIVE OF WAR
Greek Harbor Full Of Shipping
 Streets Mass Of Soldiers
(corresnondence of The Associated PressD

l {correspondence of The Associated Press) ] Saloniki, Greece, Nov. 1.-The very , approach to Saloniki foreshadows the
 presence of war. The long reach of
 tho cxu,f of SaIoniki reveals con- tinuous procession of ships going and l coming. and from their standards trai1 the most expected flags Ruman- ian Belgian, Dutch, Russian, Egyp- tian-all engaged in some way in victualling the foreign troops con- centrated on the doorstep of the Baj- kans.
 Huge transatlantic lines, French and British, laden with soldiers, glide toward the harbor, whose entrance is
 puarded by a common tug metamor-
 phosed into warship by armor and
 mounted gun or two. The warship
 at the gate of Greece's second port
 flies the French, not the Greek flag.
 Each entering vessel is required to give an account of itself before it is permitted to pass the gateway of the steel net whose presence across the narrows is marked by a line of floats.
 Scenes in Harbor.
 Within the harbor whose safety against submarines is secured by this net, the scene is even more animated. Not since the last Balkan war have so many ships gathered before Salon. ik1. Out in the roadstead lie French and British warships and one Italian man o'war. To defend the interests or Greece tiny Greece destroyer hugs the shore, a pigmy among giants.
 If the harbor of Saloniki is con- glomeration of strange flags and of every class of ships it is as nothing in comparison with the quays. Not Port Said nor Marseilles ever knew SO polyglot a babel or saw such a aleidoscope of costumes. There are French "Poilue" in the skyblue uni form; French Alpine Chasseurs; Tam o'shanters on the side of the head; French colonial troops, Turcos, Sen- salese, in baggy khaki boomers and short gaiters; French marines, with red pompons on their round caps; French dragoons with horse tails m their helmets; French officers of every description; French sailors and of all-calm- red ,rousered French territorials. Now and then carts draw to one side to make room for column of Greek ; mountain artillery. Again struggling ines of Greek infantry take the right of way.
 No Salutes from British.
 Afoot, bands of British Tommies push their way down the crowded streets. British officets, canes in hand sweep the sidewalks from side to side, ; lriving the countless itinerant ven- i lors onto the street. French salute Nr~oo he British salute only the British.
 Cosmopolitan as are the inhabi- -ants of Saloniki at any time, they | as the population. las been by refu- gees from Serbia, Macedonia and Ihrace. Among the permanent in- habitants, to judge from the streets, Turks seem to predor1inate.
 Besides the Greeks, the Jews and the Turks, the quays of Saloniki are picturesque also With bearded, hook i nosed Levantines of non-descript na- tionality, Arm enians in astrakan to- ques; porters that might have stepped | from the Arabian Nights.
 Scene at Night.
 When night fails the lights at the and in the port holes of the assembled ships spring out. At the docks huge French transport is it's cargo of human beings. The shouts of the men, the clank of , cranes come across the water without cease the whole night through.
 At midnight the, cafes close; the lights in the harbor go out one by one; patrols of soldiers with bayonets Greek, British-march , up and down the pitch black side streets in search of stragglers. Save these there are no signs of war;