New-York tribune., 1921-10-02

A TABLE under a striped umbrella at the
edge of the terrace of the restaurant at
Taxim Garden (entree piasters, libre aux
militaires). Dardenea ad nauseum from
Russian orchestra. On the slope below a
fence made of hammered out Standard Oil
tins incloses mud hut beside which donkey
grazes. Two men squat placidly on the slope
at the gate and look out, beyond some tackv
little villas, like villas at Nice, over the Bos-
porus and the Asian hills 1t is nearly dark.
The Bosporus shines like sword blade about
the string Of gray battleships at anchor. Be-
tween the brown hills in the foreground and
the blue hills in the distance curls up thick
pillar of smoke. One thinks of villages burp
ing, but this is too far to the north, and tn. 9
have habit at this season in the back coun-
try of burning off the hills to smoke out
brigands The orchestra is resting for a mo-
ment. From the yellow barracks building to
the left comes tune a hudygurdy and
quavering voice singing. Then the rim of an
enormous blood orange moon rolls out of
Asia.
presently, when one has eaten caviar and
pilaf and swordfsh from the Black Sea.
washed down by Nectar beer made at the edge
OF town IN the brewery of certain gentleman
OF immeasurable wealth named Bomont the
snow begins on the stage among the trees
International vaudeville. First a Russian
iaoy waves green handkerchief in a peasan.
dance with certain timid grace one feels
sure was learned at some fashionable dancing
academy in Moscow. Then two extraordinary
iy tough English girls in socks and iumpers.
perhaps "exes' of the pony ballet at the
f0leS RerQeres Ono cf thoYo croooc :,
curious, bored and jcrky manner as they 20
hrough the steps and kckings that shocked
country parsons at the Gaety when Queen
Victoria was a girl Then come Greek aero
bats, comic Russian lady understood onlv by
"e1 compatriotss French woman in black
WIN operate arms and a Conservatoire man
ner' who sings the mad scene from Lucia"
several times to huge applause; pitiful little
woman IN pink dancing the Moment Musi-
eaie with that peculiar inanity of gesture en-
couraged by dancing instructresses in Ameri-
can state capitals, and on endlessly.
meanwhile people move about the gardens
among the linden trees Jokes are passed
atinks poured. There are firtations, pairinps
on. Three girls, arm in arm, dart into side
path, followed by three italian sailors; brown
Ane~y youngsters in white suits. a party Of
'reek officers is very gay. Their army has
~ken Eski Chehir. The Kemalists are about
!" ieaye lsmd Tino is a great king after ALL
opposite them two elderly Turkish gentlemen,
y" ifock coats and white vests, pull mpassive-
" on their narghclis. Further back seven
so's are getting noisily drunk at a round ta-
"e' Toward the gate stand an Italian gen
aSfrne, imported all complete from the buttons
"a h's coattails to his shiny tricorne and
ontsh h. p, with A. p. C., standing for AL
"ea foiice Commission, on his sleeve.
why do you want TO learn Turkish?" a
o'esx Riri asks me, look Of puzzled irrita
s'h On her face. You must side with the
sissks; you mustn't learn Turkish"
Fhts through my mead memory Of the lit
~ yellow tables and chairs under the great
nshetfes beside the mosque Of Bayazid, Of
'ns pigeons, and the old men with boards az
1hi~ AZ their white cotton turbang, who sat
e's Krayey nodding their heads in endless
~. 10Y discussions, and nov beggar, inconceiv-
~ ss'S Old, yellowlke fraycd damask, gnarled
~ dying plum tree, had asked for light
..sm my cigarette, and then smiling had
s"'ea N the glass Of inter that stood beside
- 'ttA coflce cup and how, when / had