The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1918-07-26

~ ALONIKI is one of those extraor-
~ binary spots where East meets
tons are seen side by side with
the simple implements of centuries
ago, land of many people and quaint
customs. War has brought Saloniki
into the limelight, and in years to come
many of those who soldiered there will
feel that they have added strange
experience to their lives. 1t has al
ways been the fashion to criticize mil
itary administration; still, however
slow war office machinery may be, it
usually gets you somewhere in the end.
1t may not, of course, be the place you
particularly wanted; but you get there
just the same and make the best of it,
writes British officer in the Christian
Science Monitor. / never thought Of
going to Saloniki, but one fine morning
orders came for my dispatch, and in
due course to the Orient came.
OF the country I was bound for
knew little or nothing. 1t was a part
Of the Levant, most of the European
powers had a post office there, and I
had heard something Of the willy Lee
vantine and his ways, that was all. I
was quickly to absorb a good deal
more information, for the moment you
land in Saloniki it thrusts itself upon
you with joyous shout and many
smells.
Pearl of the Orient.
1t was midday when we entered the
harbOr, perhaps one of the finest in
the world, and, taking into account its
natural possibilities, little wonder that
Saloniki is the Pearl of the Orient. The
first impression is good, nothing could
be finer or more picturesque than the
general appearance of the town.
Countless minarets rise above the
houses, and an occasional group of
tall, stately poplars give the neces-
sary tone of green to relieve the white
mass of buildings. The town slopes
up from the sea front, the old citadel
in the Turkish quarter behind making
a good background and helping to re-
mind one that this, until recently, was
a part of the Ottoman empire. Be
hind the town again stretch the seem
fngly endless ranges of hills, tier on
tier, devoid Of trees and with signs Of
habitation few and far between.
The harbor itself is fine picture
and affords an excellent setting to the
whole panoramic effect. Few types of
craft are not represented there, from
the modern battleship flying the tri-
color of France, to the quaint, gaudily
painted vessel, rugged with a single tri-
angular shaped sail, high out of the
water at the prov and stern, relic of
the days when the hardy Phoenician
mariner made Saloniki his port of call.
There are British, American, Italian
and Russian traders lying side by side,
and little way out white hospital
ship, which, in more peaceful times,
flew the house flag of the Union Castle
line. Picture all this under a tur-
quoise sky, and the result is not I'M
pleasing.
The military landing officer is soon
oh UodIu anu dIl0F rev words with
the o. Q. troops, we commence the dis
embarkation ceremony. Yes, the best
impression of Saloniki Is to be had
from the deck of transport and for
choice the boat should be outward
bound
Groups Talk on Street.
AS we land we get closer and bet
ter view of the nearest buildings and
the strange crowds of people. At Salo-
Mkt the quayside belongs to every
body; just as the boats of all nations
come to anchor in her harbor, so do
men OF every race, caste and station
come to rest on the waterside. Along
the front are shops Of all kinds, one or
two Of the chief hotels, and the CONT
mental style Of cafe is present in force.
Inc shops are mostly of the open
KIND that is, you are expected to do
business through an open window