I repeatedly thanked our hostess for the pleasure she had afforded me,

by an introduction to this very beautiful representative of the much

talked-of, and far-famed, Turkish ladies.

Considering the rigid seclusion of eastern women at home, and the

ingenuity with which their apparel is contrived for concealing their

persons when abroad, I have reason to congratulate myself on my good

fortune in having seen so many.

[Sidenote: OTTOMAN EMPIRE.] _Wednesday, 12th._--I took a long ramble

to-day over hill and valley with Lord Ponsonby; during which we had a

very interesting conversation on the present position of this country.

The Sultan's future prospects were canvassed; but the opinions being

confidential, I cannot report them here. Thus far, however, I am at

liberty to observe, that to me they appeared sound, judicious, and

suited to the exigency. His plan for the maintenance of the Turkish

empire may not suit Lord Grey's views; but it is the best, and must

inevitably be adopted, now, or at some future period. I, however,

believe, that, when it comes to the "_ultima ratio regum_" with Russia,

which will be sooner or later, Austria will forsake her quondam ally;

that is, if France and England go hand in hand: Persia will rise in

arms; her southern provinces will probably rebel; Poland will again

revive; and the great empire fall to pieces. But I will say no more; for

my own ideas appear so identified with those confided to me, that, in

giving them utterance, I might unconsciously betray a trust, and make

known that which, for the present, ought to be a secret.

_Thursday, 13th._--To-day the Sultan crossed in the state caique to his

new palace near Beglerbeg. The frigates, &c. manned yards, were dressed

in all their colours, and fired a royal salute. Unfortunately, this

transferring of his sacred person from Europe to Asia was not previously

made known, so that I did not witness the procession; but the thundering

of the cannon announced that some great event was going forward.

[Sidenote: MORNING PRAYER.] _Friday, 14th._--The sound of the muezzin,

calling the faithful to prayer, again arrested my attention this

morning. Though it was late ere I got to my couch, I could not resist

the pure and freshening air, which entered my chamber to summon me

forth, and I reached the garden ere the sun rose upon Terapia. Just

then, a loud voice came borne on the wings of the breeze, breaking the

stillness which reigned below and around me. The village was yet in

repose; Philomel had ceased her song, and the other choristers of the

grove were silently awaiting the coming of the god of day. The night

breeze, in dying away, had left the trees calm and motionless; and it

was in that moment of breathless nature, that the usual solemn

invocation to prayer spread itself in sonorous undulations through the

silent valley, chanted forth in clear distinct tones from the tapering

minaret of the little mosque on the opposite side of the bay.

In such a scene as this, it sounded like the voice of the Divinity

calling on every frail mortal to confess and own the power of the

omnipresent Being, the Great Spirit who made the temple of the universe

for his worship. The humbled sinner acknowledges the awful summons, and

offers the outpourings of a heart full of gratitude to the Eternal, who

made him, and this beautiful world for his enjoyment; and responds to

the voice of God, speaking through nature, with an intensity of feeling

which is the sure pledge of its sincerity.

[Sidenote: SUNRISE.] As these sounds died away upon the breeze, the sun

arose; the morning gun of the camp responded to the echoes of that from

the fleet; the rattling of the marine sentries' muskets, discharged

immediately after; the roll of drums, and the blast of trumpets,

proclaimed that man had started from his couch, to toil or idle through

another day. The smoke soon curled in thin white masses from the cottage

chimneys of the numerous villages around, and the complicated machinery

of life's business was set in motion by the Great Engineer in full-orbed

majesty arrayed.

[Sidenote: RUSSIAN CAMP.] I have already mentioned the slight offered to

the captain of the Actaeon, when he went to visit the Russian camp; and

that the commander-in-chief had gone on board to make an apology, and

had sent tickets for the officers to enable them to enter without future

difficulty and trouble. To-day we espied the ambassador's boat coming

over, and, on nearing the head-quarters, it deposited Lady Ponsonby and

a party, who also went and made an inspection of this formidable army.

On going to the palace to dinner, I learnt that they had been much

gratified: the officers were attentive; the tents comparatively clean,

much cleaner and more comfortable than they expected to have found them;

but the men were rather badly clothed, and looked shabby.

[Sidenote: RUSSIAN INSOLENCE.] The ambassador informed me that, in order

to ascertain whether the American consul of Beiroot, had not made some

unintentional mistake in his story respecting the contemptuous treatment

offered by the Russians to a party whom they supposed to be English, he

had recently sent the pilot of the Actaeon, in plain clothes, on board

the admiral's ship. The experiment, however, only served to elicit a

still more flagrant and unequivocal manifestation of their rancorous

insolence; for when George approached within hail, he received orders to

"sheer off instantly, as he was very well known." He replied that he was

not an Englishman; but that availed nothing: "Be off!" was the order of

the day. I need not add, that Lord Ponsonby was now quite satisfied of

the truth of the story; yet, though he felt highly indignant, and has

manifested on all occasions the most earnest desire to shield us from

the injurious treatment experienced from these northern barbarians, what

could he do? The Russians would, of course, disclaim any intentional

insult; say it was all a mistake, and then repeat the outrage.

[Sidenote: NAMIK PASHA--TAHIR PASHA.] Namik Pasha[15] was at the palace

to-day; he professes to be highly gratified with his reception in

England, and is quite enthusiastic in his encomiums on Lord Grey, the

English ministry, and the ladies. He appears to be a clever, sensible

man; and much benefit must arise to this country, from the enlarged

views he has no doubt acquired during his sojourn among the more

civilised nations of Europe; especially as he is known to have

considerable influence with the Sultan. I do not mean politically, for

every one here believes he is bribed by Russia; but he will take an

active part in improving the manners, customs, and feelings, and in

bettering the condition, of his countrymen. Tahir Pasha divides the

friendship of the Sultan with him, and will much assist any plans for

the amelioration of the country. He commanded the Turkish fleet at

Navarino, and is the best instructed and most intelligent man in the

Sultan's service. He converses fluently in several of the European and

Oriental languages; and, as I am informed, understands those of

antiquity. The Sultan has appointed him general of cannoneers, and

governor of Galata and Pera; while Namik holds the important post of

commander of all the fortresses and batteries on the Bosphorus, on which

he sails to and fro in a very beautiful caique, manned by three rowers,

who pull up and down the current at an astonishing rate. His boat, and

that of Dr.---- (I forget his name), are the most elegant on this

stream.

[Sidenote: EXCURSION TO THE BLACK SEA.] _Saturday, 15th._--It being

arranged that the steam-boat should make an excursion into the Black

Sea, some of the officers and myself went down to Stamboul this morning,

with the intention of joining the party; and we expected that a great

many Perotes would have accompanied us; but not above six were on board:

as it was, the deck proved to be sufficiently crowded. The boat was

detained one hour after all the passengers had arrived, in waiting for

his Highness the Prince; who being at length on board, off we started.

As her paddles revolved, the caiques of the Turks began to dance on the

waves, much to the terror of their owners. On approaching the new kiosk,

the Francesco stopped to salute the Sultan, who was sitting in one of

the bow-windows with several of his suite about him, watching us through

an English spy-glass; and we could discern that the apartment was fitted

up in the Parisian style. A battery near the palace answered our salute;

and the Sultan having retired, we started again. In that portion of the

building appropriated to the harem, some females were observed peeping

at us through the blinds; but none of the lineaments, not even the eyes,

could be distinguished, the mere contour of the figure being all that

was discernible; so those who were prepared to boast of having

exchanged glances with the Sultan's dark-eyed beauties, were entirely

disappointed.

On nearing the Actaeon, the Captain came on board, and we lay to for some

time, while a boat was despatched to that vessel for a Russian flag, and

when it arrived we steamed on again. Another salute was fired as we

passed the Russian admiral, which he was so long in returning, that it

was supposed they did not think our boat worth replying to. However, it

came at last, with a bad grace, though better late than never.

[Sidenote: THE SYMPLEGADES.] After sailing past the old ruined Genoese

castles, which have been restored by some French engineer, we entered

the Sea of Storms. Near the coast, which is low and sandy, in the

direction of Rivaz, arise the "blue Symplegades," those fatal rocks,

about which so many fables had been narrated by the ancient poets; and I

expected to behold vast masses of rugged cliffs: but certainly these

_geese_ have been magnified into _swans_; for there was nothing to

inspire terror on the present occasion, though it is possible the waves

may break violently on them during a storm, and perhaps a Turkish vessel

might be reminded of _Davy Jones_. [Sidenote: COLOUR OF THE BLACK SEA.]

We returned after having gone about three miles out, and satisfied some

of our _learned_ associates that, although the element on which we were

sailing was called the _Black_ Sea, the water was not in reality of

that colour: some of the more hardened unbelievers, however, aware that

experiment is the test of truth, actually insisted on having a bucket of

it hauled up, and examined in a tumbler, before they would renounce

their preconceived opinions.

A long discussion now arose, whether the boat should remain until the

next evening at Buyukdere, or proceed onwards to Galata, after landing

those who wished to disembark at the former place. After a stormy

debate, the first-named proposition was carried by a large majority, a

majority decided by the democratic principle of vote by ballot.

Notwithstanding this apparent settlement of the question, the captain

changed his mind, and, landing those who were Buyukderotes, he left them

to find their way to Stamboul, and obtain lodgings for themselves as

they could: rather a difficult thing, by the by; for to-morrow evening

the Austrian ambassador gives a grand fete, dinner, ball, and supper to

the Prince of Bavaria, who is to review the Russian troops in the

morning, and leave Stamboul on Monday. All attempts have failed to

procure him an audience of the Sultan, who will not receive him,

because, he says, naturally enough, "What has he to do with me, or I

with him? He is brother of the King of Greece: granted: but why come to

intrude himself here? I will not see him; it can do no good." These were

the Sultan's words, in answer to the application.

[Sidenote: CHARACTER OF THE RUSSIANS.] Having landed at Buyukdere, with

many of the _Inglesi_, we went to the hotel, a clean, comfortable

well-fitted house, with a good cook and good wines. It was very

laughable to hear the landlord execrating the Russians. "They never,"

said he, "spend a penny; stingy close fellows, who would eat a tallow

candle down to the very end, and leave not a drop for the waiter!" He

wished to God they were at the bottom of the Black Sea, with the English

fleet anchored above them. "Then," said he, "we should see the porter

corks fly, the tables swim with grog, cigar boxes burst their cedar

sides, the cook roast all day, and I be happy in the general scramble:

but, alas! there's no such luck nowadays."

After partaking of a few bottles of London porter, we embarked in my

caique which had been waiting for me, and away we rowed to Terapia. We

dined at the palace, and went to bed early, to be up betimes, and over

the water, in order to accompany the Prince at the review. By the by,

the splendid lobsters we had for supper must not be forgotten. I never

saw such immense shell-fish; any one of them would have satisfied the

cravings of an alderman.

[Sidenote: GRAND REVIEW.] _Sunday, 16th._--Our party arrived in time to

see the Prince received by a guard of honour. Count Orloff, the general,

and a staff of officers, were present, superbly dressed in Polish,

Russian, and Turkish uniforms. The guard consisted of one man in full

dress, from each regiment, and a brass trumpet band; and, from what I

afterwards observed, it was very evident that the uniform worn on this

occasion by each soldier was the only one of the kind belonging to his

respective regiment. After inspecting this body, the Prince got on

horseback, and we also found horses provided for us all and many to

spare, though most of us preferred going on foot.

We first visited the Turkish camp, and then proceeded to that of the

Cossacks. A guard of the latter, wild fierce-looking marauders, led the

way; then followed the Prince and his staff; and the procession was

closed by a troop of Turkish lancers, very odd-looking soldiers, and our

party of pedestrians, who managed, by making short cuts, to get before

the main body of reviewers. The tents were all whitened, and put in the

best possible order for the occasion; and it must be allowed they looked

very pretty and comfortable, being surrounded by tall green branches,

which were stuck into the ground; so that, in walking between them, we

seemed to be moving through a grove of shady trees. Each regiment was

drawn out, with its arms piled, and the soldiers were dressed in grey

_great-coats_, though it was the hottest day I ever remember to have

experienced during my stay at Constantinople.

As the royal cortege passed along the line, the soldiers doffed their

caps, and when it arrived at the centre of each regiment, the fugle-man

gave a signal, and they raised a loud shout, followed by a short

expressive ejaculation, in their native language, which means, "God save

the Emperor!" But the most striking and novel portion of the whole was,

when the regiments, after being reviewed, successively poured forth one

of those beautiful solemn chants, which I heard once before, from the

quarter-deck of the Actaeon. [Sidenote: GIANT'S MOUNTAIN] In the present

instance, the whole army did not commence singing together, but each

regiment caught up the strain as the preceding one dropped it, so that

the music lasted for a considerable period; and never did the elaborate

productions of the most celebrated composers, sound to me half so

beautiful as these sacred simple melodies, when chanted by a thousand

united voices, and spreading heavenly music over the whole mountain. I

shall not readily forget the effect produced on my feelings by this

harmonious "concord of sweet sounds;" and at that moment how highly

poetical did the rich descriptive imagery of Shakspeare appear, where he

makes one of his characters exclaim:--

"That strain again;--it had a dying fall:

O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,

That breathes upon a bank of violets,

Stealing, and giving odour!"

After following the Prince to the top of the Giant's Mountain, we

allowed him to descend without our train, and remained to enjoy the wide

extended prospect.

Behind the mosque situated on this eminence, is an oblong narrow garden,

full of rose trees and jasmine, which vulgar tradition points out as the

grave of the giant who gives name to the mountain, and who figures in

the Pagan annals as a hero of extraordinary size and valour. Among the

Christians, he is said to have been a vast and ferocious giant; while

the Mussulmans will have him to be a holy dervish. In each tradition he

was a monster, that sat on the top of the mountain, and dangled his feet

in the waters of Buyukdere to cool himself. According to the poets,

every one who passed the Bosphorus was compelled to engage him in

single combat, until he fell, at last, by the hand of Pollux. The

Christian version of the story, that describes him as the stirrer up of

whirlpools, and the devourer of the sailors who attempted to pass the

channel without paying tribute, is equally wild and fabulous. The

Mussulman account, which makes him a dervish that lived to a vast age,

and whose favour it was the object of every one of the Faithful to gain,

is the least improbable of the whole.

[Sidenote: DISTANT PROSPECT.] Near the mosque stands a pretty little

kiosk, belonging to the Sultan, shaded by some amazingly fine plane

trees. Constantinople is not seen from this spot, but the view extends

along the whole channel, and the isles in the Sea of Marmora are just

visible; while beyond them, towering into the skies, and of the most

dazzling whiteness, appears Mount Olympus, the habitation of the gods.

The prospect on the European side is tame and unpicturesque, consisting

almost entirely of a succession of flat uncultivated downs, with nothing

to break the dull monotony of the scene, except here and there, where

the tall slender minaret of a mosque, or a single tree, rises against

the horizon, and resembles the mast of some solitary vessel ploughing

its course through the boundless waste of waters.

We descended by a different route, through part of the ground marked

out for a new camp, the necessity for which it is difficult to

comprehend, unless more troops are expected. We got into the Sultan's

Valley, and lounged under the trees till dinner-time, when we passed

over to Terapia.

[Sidenote: GRAND FETE.] Most of the Turkish ministers were present at

the grand fete and dinner given by the Austrian embassy, at which the

Seraskier got "plenissimus Bacchi," and, I believe, proved rather

uproarious; at least he became terribly amorous, and attentive to the

ladies. Had he been able, and dared, he would have waltzed and danced

with them all. I did not go, for a good reason,--I was not asked. One

had, after all, the satisfaction of the "fox and the grapes." It was a

poor affair! There could, in reality, be no great pleasure in seeing an

assembly of old grey-bearded Turks getting drunk on porter and

Champagne, and making fools of themselves, however much gratification it

might afford the sapient heir to the throne of Bavaria, and his

attendant crowd of Germans and Neapolitans.

[Sidenote: THE PRINCE AND THE SULTAN.] _Monday, 17th._--This morning the

Russians began to embark their tumbrils and heavy baggage, so that they

seem to be absolutely going in earnest. I went down to Pera to learn the

result of the negotiations for delaying the steam-boat, and found most

of the passengers in a state of fury. Some among them had resigned their

passage, and resolved to travel home by land; others were storming,

because it was now proposed to put off the boat's starting till

Saturday, Prince Butera having been offered an audience on Friday. It

seems that when the Sultan refused the Austrian application, Orloff went

and COMMANDED him to receive his Royal Highness, "UNDER PAIN OF

INCURRING THE DISPLEASURE OF HIS IMPERIAL MASTER THE EMPEROR OF ALL THE

RUSSIAS, THE EMPEROR OF THE East!" And how did Mahmoud act? Why, he

consented; ay, consented, not only to receive with open arms this man,

who is the brother of a king set over a portion of his empire, which has

been wrested by force and treachery from his sublime grasp, and once the

brightest jewel of his diadem, but also to present him with a snuff-box

set in diamonds, with his own portrait on the lid! This is the first

instance in which the great imperial monkey has made use of the sublime

cat's paw!

[Sidenote: PRINCE BUTERA.] Though the delay in the starting of the boat

was openly resisted by all the English, as well as by the supercargoes,

the Prince's governors continued running from one passenger to the

other, canvassing for votes. The almost universal reply to this

unreasonable application was, "that it appeared extraordinary a prince

royal, who, together with his suite, had treated the passengers during

the whole voyage with supercilious contempt, and thwarted them whenever

they wished the slightest change in the route, should now condescend to

solicit those same individuals to delay the boat a week, and

inconvenience themselves, to further an object in which the Prince alone

was at all interested."

The conduct of the royal party, on the very morning when this selfish

request was made, was not at all calculated to remove the prejudices to

which their previous behaviour had given rise. The Prince had obtained a

firman to see the mosques, which would have admitted four hundred as

readily as four; yet he had not the good feeling or politeness to

announce to any single passenger that he was going to visit these

exclusive curiosities, but went with his suite and his particular

friends alone; and though he had appointed a certain hour for assembling

before St. Sophia, he actually went thither an hour earlier, so that

those who intended to spunge upon the royal firman came too late, and

were disappointed. [Sidenote: PREPARATIONS TO DEPART.] After such

treatment, could they assent to postpone the departure of the boat for a

single day? Though I am proud to say none of my countrymen gave in, yet

the Neapolitans, Germans, and Spaniards, and one or two Frenchmen on

board, uniting with the Prince's friends and suite, obtained a majority

for the measure. As we dined at the palace, I determined to sound Lord

Ponsonby, in the evening, as to the probability of the Actaeon's

departure; for hitherto he had repeatedly told me it would take place in

a few days, or, at the latest, by the end of the month. This state of

uncertainty was very unpleasant; for I was prevented from leaving

Terapia on any excursion, even for two or three days; because it was

possible she might sail any day at six hours' notice. Now, as it seemed

very probable that the steam-boat would remain in the harbour till the

end of the week, I might arrange to go in her, especially as my friend

and fellow-lodger Barrow was very anxious to be off, and a house divided

cannot go on smoothly. By taking a passage in the Francesco, I should

also have an opportunity of visiting Smyrna and most of the Greek

islands. Unfortunately, however, the French ambassador and several of

his legation came in, and sat until a late hour; so the opportunity did

not occur. In fact, the reply of Captain Grey, in answer to an

observation made by the commander of the French frigate, in the course

of the evening, sufficiently explained that his departure was

altogether uncertain.

_Tuesday, 18th._--I was informed to-day, by Hodgson, that on Thursday,

the American charge d'affaires intends visiting the mosques, having

received a firman for that purpose; and he very kindly invited me to go,

observing, at the same time, that if my two friends chose to be at the

gate of the seraglio, opposite St. Sophia, at a certain hour, they might

enter in the train.

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