The mirror., 1923-02-15

VI Nioiite NdIio Has approximately Hdil
of the total number of Monacoans.
The best view of the city is to be had
from the deck of one of the small steamers
plying along the French and Italian coast
When Monte Carlo can be seen in an in
elusive, panoramic view it appears like a
number of white marble mausoleums ris-
ing tier upon tier into the blue sky, start
ing from the beach. The buildings are
white almost without exception.
The small sailing vessels that dot the
harbor lend an air of picturesque tran
guilty to the scene; there is a feeling that
here is a place away from the strident
noise of the city and bustling haste of COM
mercial activities. A return to the city
skaters this fond illusion, pretense or what
you will, however, for while the gaily
colored beach parasols and sunshades and
the cosmopolitan crowds, conversing in
eager animation or the drawl of boredom,
are in no wise indicative of the life of
toll they are representative of supreme
materiality and do not fit in congruously
with the picture that you have conjured in
your mind.
Baedecker remains an authority on ira
vel l believe, and his guides are complete
i'll every detail but it will not be a di-
gression to devote few words to the
best routes to take to Monte Carlo. 1t is
taken for granted that either London or
Paris is the starting point
From London cross the channel to Calais
and take the Calais Mediterranee Express.
This is train de luxe and can be COM
pared to our own Twentieth Century
Limited in regard to comfort while en-
route. In case Paris is the starting point
take the Paris-Nice Express, which was
said to be the fastest train on the continent
at the time l visited Monte Carlo. Trans
run at hourly intervals between Nice and
Monte Carlo, also between the latter and
Beauieu and Villefranche. If you take the
train in Nice you arrive in the heart of
The City of Chance On the Avenue de
Monte Carlo. The short span of miles be-
tween is of a native attractiveness that
would stir poet to feverish ecstasy
Monte Carlo can be best appreciated at
night, especially if viewed from a com
manding point Of vantage. From the sum-
nit of the hill the many-lamped city,
stretched out between the hill and the sea,
locks like the background of vevety dark
ress with myriad hreAies that follows
dusk in the summer. To the right, loom
ing through the shadowy opaqucncss of
frst-darkness is the Rock of Monaco upon
which is built the palace of the ruling
prince.
The scene can be compared to that Of
mining town in the mountain country
in our own land. The train sweeps on
through tunnel and steep gorge then al
most before YOU are aware of the change the
lights of some little town gleam through
The night perhaps mile or more below.
Dusk in Monte Carlo is the dusk Of
Spain where the gallant grandee courts
the senorita behind her barred window
with guitar and the soft, melodious love
song that can be rendered in no other
tongue but Spanish; it is the dusk of
Venice with soft-spoken phrases as the
gondola gides over the gliStening water
ways; the dusk that inspires; that tells
why men and women journey thousands of
miles to reach this spot so near the en-
chanted Garden of Eden. The evening