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Belgrade, The Servian Capital
At daybreak on a glorious April morning we reached Belgrade, and as the train clattered across the iron bridge which separates it from the town of Semlin in Austrian territory, I have seldom looked upon a fairer picture than that of the White City, shining like a pearl through the silvery mists of sunrise.
Bucharest And Roumania
Whether Bucharest quite deserves the name of the Paris of the East, one quickly perceives the Parisian touch and color in this as in many other European capitals, and even in Africa, from Algiers to Cairo...
Cettinge, Montenegro's Capital
I had pictured Cettinge as a fiercely guarded stronghold, buried in the heart of the mountains a town of frowning arches and dark, precipitous streets, swarming with armed men and bristling with fortifications, for somehow or other Montenegro is a name suggestive of grim places and people.
Bulgaria And Her People
Bulgaria is a country about as large as Scotland, which it resembles somewhat in its varied scenery, being divided into highlands and low-lands, broad plains alternating with lofty mountains.
The War Of 1912
In the early autumn of 1912, the western world was startled by news that Bulgaria, Servia, Montenegro, and Greece were rapidly mobilizing troops. Unless the great powers took strong measures to prevent it, war in the Balkans was seen to be inevitable.
There are four cities in the world that belong to the whole world rather than to any one nation, cities that have influenced the whole world, or round which its history has at one time or another revolved, cities in which students and philosophers from every country are equally interested.
St. Sophia
The principal church, which was dedicated by the founder of Constantinople to Saint Sophia, or the eternal wisdom, had been twice destroyed by fire; after the exile of John Chrysostom, and during the Nika of the blue and green factions.
The Bosporus
One charming morning, we ascended the strait in a steamboat that calls at the landings on the eastern shore. The Bosporus, if you will have it in a phrase, is a river of lapis lazuli lined with marble palaces.
Constantinople - The Walls
I had formed a resolution to make a grand expedition among those remote districts of Constantinople which are but rarely visited by travelers; their curiosity seldom extending farther than the Bezestin, the Atmeidan, Sultan-Bajazet, the Old Seraglio, and the environs of Saint-Sophia; around which localities are concentrated the life and movement of the Moslem city.
Constantinople - The Dogs
Constantinople is an immense dog kennel; every one makes the remark as soon as he arrives. The dogs constitute a second population of the city, less numerous, but not less strange than the first.
Constantinople - The Galata Bridge
To see the population of Constantinople, it is well to go upon the floating bridge, about one-quarter of a mile in length, which extends from the most advanced point of Galata to the opposite shore of the Golden Horn, facing the great mosque of the Sultana Valide.
The Turk As A Shopkeeper
I troubled myself a great deal with the Turkish tongue, and gained at last some knowledge of its structure.
When The Ottoman Turk Was In His Prime
But what must this city have been in the times of Ottoman glory ! I can not get that thought out of my head. The enormous turban gave a colossal and magnificent aspect to the male population. All the women, except the mother of the Sultan, went completely veiled, leaving nothing but the eyes visible, forming an anonymous and enigmatic population apart, and giving a gentle air of mystery to the city.
Elsewhere In The Southeast
Adrianople is two miles from the station. The night was pitch. Not a soul was about but the men on guard.
A Rose Garden Eighty Miles Long
Ladies who are fond of the most precious of perfumes, attar of roses, will find, if they have the best attar, the name Kasanlik on the label. But where is Kasanlik, whether in Germany or France, or Italy, is a matter which not one lady out of a thousand bothers her fair head about.
From The Black Sea To The Iron Gates
After two disagreeable nights and one disagreable day, we reached the Sulina mouth of the Danube. The river makes his muddy presence known far off shore, like the Mississippi, the Ganges, and the Yang-tze-kiang.
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