The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1929-08-23

heavy of feature and clumsy of form,
and their voices are harsh and shrill.
But how could any woman be beau
tiful who works from sunrise till
dark for few piasters a day."
Kyrenia a Resort Place.
In spring the prize resort of Cyprus
is Kyrenia- Almost overhanging the
town, st. Hilarion, castle of Eros,
clings to crude crag.
Beyond the horseshoe harbor, min
iature of Corsican Bastia's, there is
the golden mass of Kyrenia castle,
dwarfing the white and opal town,
set on a green slope between gray
mountains and blue sea. Across the
waters to the north the snowy
heights of the Cilician Taurus hang
like clouds.
People come to Kyrenia to see the
castles, the monastery. and the
pleasant slopes planted with grain
and dotted with olive and carob
trees. They remain until the castles
are old stories, the phoenician rock
cuttings have lost their first mystic
rious challenge, and the harbor has
become a mere incident.
The climb to st. Hilarion begins
through green grain fields. passes
under dusty olive and shiny. heaven
sent carob trees, whose sweetish,
dark brown pods the prodigal son
would fain have eaten, zigzags toward
a rusty cliff, tops the pass behind.
and comes to the plain from which
rises the rock pedestal for this ro-
mantle ruin.
But when one has scrambled among
the evergreens whose roots are split
ting medieval battlements apart, the
romantic castle, high and inaccessi-
BILE, has disappeared, and there are
only some decrepit walls, forgotten
by the Titans who tossed them there
Bella Paise Abbey, a mere picnic
jaunt from Kyrenia, is the finest ruin
in Cyprus The cloisters, from
whose graceful archways vandals
have torn away stone traceries, are
still beautiful. The refectory, with
its swallow-nest wall-pulpit, from
which lectors once droned to eating
monks, is almost intact The abbey
stands in a pleasant hillside town,
powered in fruit trees.
Lovely Views From Bella Paise.
The best view is from hill TO the
northwest To the left there is the
gently sloping plain, verdant with
crops, and dotted with trees, with a
jade strip of sea making lace on
brown rocks, undecided as TO whether
to ally itself to the deep blue of the
sea or TO the varied green's of the
countryside. Where the slope be-
comes sleeper. there is an idyllic VIII
lage, with milk-white minarets spear
ing up through the dark foliage.
To the right the gray mountain
overhangs steep slopes. up which the
village has pushed its lemon and or
ange trees. its mulberries and gar
dens The lower bulvark of the town,
impressive in its way as the noun
tain ITSELF is this massive gold-brown
ruin, whose retaining wall rises like
a precipice OF handworked stone
above the fertile fields.
America owes its incompatible COL
lections of Cypriote art TO Cesnola,
who lived at time when en- Ameri-
can consul could defy the Turks and
boast of outwitting them. His book
makes spicy reading in these days.
In the widespread site of LambouSa,
to the west of Kyrenia, another IA
nous treasure was found. smuggled
out of the island and sold by an
Armenian 70 the tate J. Pierpont
Morgan for sum that still makes
Cypriote mouths water. For treas
ures found, one-third of the intrinsic
value goes TO the finder. One-third TO
the owner of the land, and third to
the government
Amid the debris of Lambousa rises
a monoIithic chapel of obscure origin.
Said by natives to ne Venus tenn
pie, a hole in the floor is explained
as the tomb of priest of Aphrodite.
A stones throw away is the Akhiro-
pietos monastery, ''made without
hands," dropped full grown from
heaven"
Tiptilted Lapithos owes its green
freshness to a perennial stream which
emerges from barred cavern in the
mountain side. In Lapithos the cur
rent price of huge. juicy lemons is
$50 for a shilling. The juice is ex-
pressed, bottled without sugar. and
kept for year or rwo without fer
menting. Ii makes d most refresh
ing drink. but. at IS for cent. lem
ons are hardly worth picking and the
ground is often covered with decay
Ing fruit.