THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES GIFT OF Kate Gordon Moore UJ < <1 DY J0/1//V tyiuf/vU?€^'f:>> 136 MODERN ARCHITECTURE. Chap. XI. The habitations of the monks, according to the original design of this very curious building, were contained in a long slip on the south side of the church, where their cells were lit by the small loopholes seen from the outside. Of these cells none now remain : they must have been famously hot, exposed as they were all day long to the rays of the southern sun ; but probably the massive thickness of the walls and arched ceilings reduced the temperature. There was no court or open space within the convent ; the only place where its inhabitants could have walked for exercise in the open air was upon the flat terrace of the roof, the deck of this ship of St. Peter ; for the White Mo- nastery in some respects resembled a dismasted man- of-war, anchored in a sea of burning sand. In modern times we are not surprised on finding a building erected at an immense expense, in which the architecture of the interior is totally different from that of the exterior. A Brummagem Gothic house is fre- quently furnished and ornamented within in what is called " a chaste Greek style^^ and vice versa. A Grecian house — that is to say, a square white block, with square holes in it for windows, and a portico in fi-ont — is sometimes inhabited by an antiquarian, who fits it up with Gothic furniture, and a Gothic paper designed by a crafty paper-hanger in the newest style. But in ancient days it was very rare to see such a mixture. I am surprised that the architect of the Chap. XI. THE RED MONASTERY. 137 enthusiastic empress did not go on with the interior of this building as he had begun the exterior. The great hall of Carnac would have afforded him a grand example of an aisle with a clerestory, and side windows, with stone mullions, which would have answered his pm-pose, in the Egyptian style. The only other in- stance of this kind, where two distinct styles of archi- tecture were employed in the middle ages on the inside and outside of the same building, is in the church of St. Francesco, at Rimini, which was built by Sigis- mond Malatesta as a last resting-place for himself and his friends. He lies in a Gothic shrine within ; and the bodies of the great men of his day repose in sarco- phagi of classic forms outside ; each of which stands in the recess of a Roman arch, in which style of archi- tecture the exterior of the building is erected. About two miles to the north of the White Monas- tery, in a small village sheltered by a grove of palms, stands another ancient building called the Red Mo- nastery. On our return to Souhag we met a party of men on foot, who were armed with spears, shields, and daggers, and one or two with guns. They were led by a man on horseback, who was completely armed with all sorts of warlike implements. They stopped us, and began to talk to our followers, who were exceedingly civil in their behaviour, for the appearance of the party was of a doubtful character : and we felt relieved when we 138 FEUDS BETWEEN NATIVE TRIBES. Chap. XI. found that we were not to be robbed, but that our friends were on an expedition against the men of Tahta, who some time ago had killed a man belonging to their village, and they were going to avenge his death. This was only one detachment of many that had assembled in the neighbouring villages, each headed by its sheick, or the sheick's son, if the father was an old man. The numbers engaged in this feud amounted, they told us, to between two and three hundred men on each side. Every now and then, it seems, when they have got in their harvest, they assemble to have a fight. Several, are wounded, and sometimes a few are killed ; in which case, if the numbers of the slain are not equal, the feud continues ; and so it goes on from generation to gene- ration, like a faction fight in Ireland, or the feudal wars of the barons of the middle ages, — a style of things which appears to belong to the nature of the human race, and not to any particular country, age, or faith. Parting from this warlike band with mutual compli- ments and good wishes, and our guides each seizing the tail of one of our donkeys to increase his onward speed, we trotted away back to the boat, which was waiting for us at Souhag. There we found our boat- men and a crowd of villagers, listening to one of those long stories with which the inhabitants of Egypt are wont to enliven their hours of inactivity. This is an amusement peculiar to the East, and it is one in which I took great delight during many a long journey MENDICANT DEBVISH. Chap. XI. LEGENDS OF THE DESERT. 139 through the deserts on the way to Mount Sinai, Syria, and other places. The Arabs are great tellers of stories ; and some of them have a peculiar knack in rendering them interesting and exciting the curiosity of their audience. Many of these stories were inte- resting from their reference to persons and occurrences of Holy Writ, particularly of the Old Testament. There are many legends of the patriarch Abraham and his beautiful wife Sarah, who, excepting Eve, is said to have been the fairest of all the daughters of the earth. King Solomon is the hero of numerous strange legends ; and his adventures with the gnomes and genii who were subjected to his sway are endless. The poem of Yousef and Zuleica is well known in Europe. And the traditions relating to the prophet Moses are so numerous, that, with the help of a very curious manu- script of an apocryphal book ascribed to the gi-eat leader of the Jews, I have been enabled to compile a connected biography, in which many curious circum- stances are detailed that are said to have taken place during his eventful life, and which concludes with a highly poetical legend of his death. Many of the stories told by the Arabs resemble those of the Arabian Nights ; and a large proportion of these are not very refined. I have often been greatly amused with watching the faces of an audience who were listening to a well-told story, some eagerly leaning forward, others smoking 140 ARABIAN STORY-TELLERS. Chap. XI their pipes with quicker puffs, when something extra- ordinary was related, or when the hero of the story had got into some apparently inextricable dilemma. These story-telling parties are usually to be seen seated in a circle on the ground in a shady place. The donkey- boy will stop and gape open-mouthed on overhearing a few words of the marvellous adventures of some en- chanted prince, and will look back at his four-footed companion, fearing lest he should resume his original form of a merchant from the island of Serendib. The greatest tact is required on the part of the narrator to prevent the dispersion of his audience, who are some- times apt to melt away on his stopping at what he considers a peculiarly interesting point, and taking that opportunity of sending round his boy with a little brass basin to collect paras. I know of few subjects better suited for a painter than one of these story-tellers and his group of listeners. Chap. XII. ISLAND OF PHILCE. 141 THE ISLAND OF PHILCE, &c. CHAPTER XII. The Island of Philoe — The Cataract of Assouan — The Burial Place of Osiris — The Great Temple of Philoe — The Bed of Pharaoh — Shooting in Egypt — Turtle Doves — Story of the Prince Anas el Ajoud — Egyptian Songs — Vow of the Turtle Dove — Curious fact in Natural History — The Crocodile and its Guardian Bird — Arab notions regarding Animals — Legend of King Solomon and the Hoopoes — Natives of the country round the Cataracts of the Nile — Their appearance and Costume — The beautiful Mouna — Solitary Visit to the Island of Philoe — Quarrel between two native Boys — Singular instance of retributive Justice. Every part of Egypt is interesting and curious, but the only place to which the epithet of beautiful can be correctly applied is the island of Philoe, which is situated immediately to the south of the cataract of Assouan. The scenery around consists of an infinity of steep granite rocks, which stand, some in the water, others on the land, all of them of the wildest and most picturesque forms. The cataract itself cannot be seen from the island of Philoe, being shut out by an inter- vening rock, whose shattered mass of red granite towers over the island, rising straight out of the water. From the top of this rock are seen the thousand islands, some of bare rock, some covered with palms and 142 GREAT TEMPLE OF PHILOE. Chap. XII. bushes, which interrupt the course of the river and give rise to those eddies, whirlpools, and streams of foaming water which are called the cataracts of the Nile, but which may be more properly designated as rapids, for there is no perpendicular fall of more than two or three feet, and boats of the largest size are drawn with ropes against the stream through certain channels, and are shot down continually with the stream on their return without the occurrence of serious accidents. Several of these rocks are sculptured with tablets and inscriptions, recording the offerings of the Pharaohs to the gods ; and the sacred island of Philoe, the burial-place of Osiris, is covered with buildings, temples, colonnades, gateways, and terrace walls, which are magnificent even in their ruin, and must have been superb when still entire, and filled with crowds of priests and devotees, accompanied by all the flags and standards, gold and glitter, of the ceremonies of their emblematical religion. Excepting the Pyramids, nothing in Egypt struck me so much as when on a bright moonlit night I first entered the court of the great temple of Philoe. The colours of the paintings on the walls are as vivid in many places as they were the day they were finished : the silence and the solemn grandeur of the immense build- ings around me were most imposing ; and on emerging from the lofty gateway between the two towers of the Chap. XII. BED OF PHARAOH. 143 propylon, as I wandered about the island, the tufts of palms, which are here of great height, with their weeping branches, seemed to be mourning over the desolation of the stately palaces and temples to which in ancient times all the illustrious of Egypt were wont to resort, and into whose inner recesses none might penetrate ; for the secret and awful mysteries of the worship of Osiris were not to be revealed, nor were they even to be spoken of by those who were not initiated into the highest orders of the priesthood. Now all may wander where they choose, and speculate on the uses of the dark chambers hidden in the thick- ness of the walls, and trace out the plans of the courts and temples with the long lines of columns which formed the avenue of approach from the principal landing-place to the front of the great temple. The whole island is encumbered with piles of immense squared stones, the remains of buildings which must have been thrown down by an earthquake, as nothing else could shake such solid works from their foundations.* The principal temple, and several smaller ones, are still almost entire. One of these, called by the natives the Bed of Pharaoh, is a remark- * We are perhaps not entirely acquainted with the mechanical powers of the ancients. The seated statue of Rameses II. in the Memnonium at Thebes, a solid block of granite forty or fifty feet high, has been broken to pieces apparently by a tremendous blow. How tliis can have been accomplished without the aid of gunpowder it is difficult to conjecture. 144 SHOOTING IN EGYPT. Chap. XIT. ably light and airy-looking structure, differing, in this respect, from the usual character of Egyptian archi- tecture. On the terrace overhanging the Nile, in front of this graceful temple, I had formed my habita- tion, where there are some vaults of more recent construction, which are usually taken possession of by travellers and fitted up with the carpets, cushions, and the sides of the tents which they bring with them. Every one who travels in Egypt is more or less a sportsman, for the infinity of birds must tempt the most idle or contemplative to go "a hirding^'' as the Americans term it. I had shot all sorts of birds and beasts, from a crocodile to a snipe ; and among other game I had shot multitudes of turtle doves ; these pretty little birds being exceedingly tame, and never flying very far, I sometimes got three or four at a shot, and a dozen or so of them made a famous pie or a pilau, with rice and a tasty sauce ; but a somewhat singular incident put an end to my warfare against them. One day I was sitting on the terrace before the Bed of Pharaoh, surrounded by a circle of Arabs and negroes, and we were all listening to a story which an old gentleman with a grey beard was telling us concerning the loves of the beautiful Ouardi, who was shut up in an enchanted palace on this very island to secure her from the approaches of her lover, Prince Anas el Ajoud, the son of the Sultan Esshamieh, who had married seven vdves before he had a son. The Chap. XII. STORY OF PRINCE ANAS EL AJOUD. 145 first six wives, on the birth of Anas el Ajoud, placed a log in his cradle, and exposed the infant in the desert, where he was nursed by a gazelle, and whence he returned to punish the six cruel step- mothers, who fully believed he was dead, and to rejoice the heart of his father, who had been persuaded by these artful ladies that his sultana by magic art had presented him with a log instead of a son, who was to be the heir of his dominions, &c. Prince Anas, who was in despair at being separated from his lady love, used to sing dismal songs as he passed in his gilded boat under the walls of the island palace. These, at last, were responded to from the lattice by the fair Ouardi, who was soon afterwards carried off" by the enamoured prince. The story, which was an interminable rigmarole, as long as one of those spun on from night to night by the Princess Sherezade, was diversified every now and then by the fearful squealing of an Arab song. The old storyteller, shutting his eyes and throwing back his head that his mind might not be distracted by any exterior objects, uttered a succession of sounds which set one's teeth on edge.* * For the benefit of the reader I subjoin two of these songs trans- lated from the originals ; or ratlier, I may say, paraphrased : although the first of them has the same rhythm as the original. The notes are but very little, if at all, altered from those which have been fre- quently sung to me, accompanied by a drum, called a tarabouka, or a long sort of guitar with only two or three strings. It must be ob- served that the chorus, Amaan, Amaan, Amaan, is generally added to all songs— a discretion— and that the way this chorus is howled H 14G EGYPTIAN SONGS. Chap. XII. Whilst the old gentleman was shouting out one of these amatory ditties, and I was sitting still listening out, is to an European ear the most difficult j)art to bear of the whole : — 1. Thine eyes, thine eyes have kill'd me : With love my heart is torn : Thy looks with pain have fiU'd me : Amaan, Amaan, Amaan. Oh gently, dearest ! gently, Approach me not with scorn : With one sweet look content me : Amaan, Amaan, Amaan. 3. That yellow shawl encloses A form made to adorn A Peri's bower of roses : Amaan, Amaan, Amaan. 4. The snows, the snows are melting On the hills of Isfahan. As fair, be as relenting : Amaan, Amaan, Amaan. 1. Let not her, whose eyelids sleep, Imagine I no vigil keep. Alas ! with hope and love I burn : Ah ! do not from thy lover turn ! 2. Patron of lovers, Bedowi ! Ah ! give me her I hold most dear ; And I will vow to her, and thee. The brightest shawl in all Cashmere. 3. Ah ! Chap. XII. EGYPTIAN SONGS. 147 to these heart-rending sounds, a turtle-dove — who was probably awakened from her sleep by the fearful discord, 3. Ah ! when I view thy loveliness, The lustre of thy deep black eye, My songs but add to mj' distress ! Let me behold thee once, and die. 4. Think not that scorn and bitter words Can make me from my true love sever ! Pierce our hearts, then, with your swords : The blood of both will flow together. 5. Fill us the golden bowl with wine ; Give us the ripe and downy peach : And, in this bower of jessamine. No Borrows our retreat shall reach. 6. Masr may boast her lovely girls, Whose necks are deck'd vnth pearls and gold : The gold would fail ; the purest pearls Would blush could they my love behold. 7. Famed Skanderieh's beauties, too, On Syria's richest silks recline : Their rosy lips are sweet, 'tis true ; But can they be compar'd to thine ? 8. Fairest! your beauty comes from Heaven : Freely the lovely gift was given. Resist not, then, the high decree — 'Twas fated I should sigh for thee. This last song is well known upon the Nile by the name of its chorus, Doas t/a leili. h2 148 EGYPTIAN SONGS. Chap. XII. A M A A N. £s j J •' — :»= -• • J=j^ig^ : yz fci^: The snow, the snow is melt - ing on the i-^. €z 3^ ^5 il ^ ^ -> ^8 ^ ^S^3 ^S ^iF^=a-" ^^=f m^- w 1 *1 1 !V 5 idz:?: hills of Is - fa - han. As fair, be as re- P 1 1 , ^ t=^ 1=3^ s=t ^^^^^^^^^ ^. Sz±=i: lent - ing' Am-aan, Am-aan, Am- aan. P Sir; 31=11 i=^=^ i=i Chap. XII. TURTLE-DOVES. 149 or might, perhaps, have been the beautiful Princess Ouardi herself transformed into the likeness of a dove — flew out of one of the palm-trees which grow on the edge of the bank, and perched at a little distance from us. We none of us moved, and the turtle-dove, after pausing for a moment, ran towards me and nestled under the full sleeve of my benisch. It stayed there till the story and the songs were ended, and when I was obliged to arise, in order to make my compliments to the departing guests, the dove flew into the palm-tree again, and went to roost among the branches, where several others were already perched with their heads under their wings. Thereupon I made a vow never to shoot another turtle-dove, however much pie or pilau might need them, and I fairly kept my vow. Luckily turtle-doves are not so good as pigeons, so it was no great loss. Although not to be compared to the Roman bird, the Egyptian pigeon is very good eating when he is tender and well dressed. As I am on the subject of birds I will relate a fact in natural history which I was fortunate enough to witness, and which, although it is mentioned so long ago as the times of Herodotus, has not, I believe, been often observed since ; indeed I have never met with any traveller who has himself seen such an occurrence. I had always a strong predilection for crocodile shooting, and had destroyed several of these dragons of the waters. On one occasion I saw, a long way off. 150 THE CROCODILE Chap. XII. a large one, twelve or fifteen feet long, lying asleep under a perpendicular bank about ten feet high, on the margin of the river. I stopped the boat at some dis- tance ; and noting the place as well as I could, I took a circuit inland, and came down cautiously to the top of the bank, whence with a heavy rifle I made sure of my ugly game. I had already cut off his head in imagination, and was considering whether it should be stuffed with its mouth open or shut. I peeped over the bank. There he was, within ten feet of the sight of the rifle, I was on the point of firing at his eye, when I observed that he was attended by a bird called a ziczac. It is of the plover species, of a greyish colour, and as large as a small pigeon. The bird was walking up and down close to the crocodile's nose. I suppose I moved, for suddenly it saw me, and instead of flying away, as any respectable bird would have done, he jumped up about a foot from the ground, screamed " Ziczac ! ziczac !" with all the powers of his voice, and dashed himself against the crocodile's face two or three times. The great beast started up, and immediately spying his danger, made a jump up into the air, and dashing into the water with a splash which covered me with mud ; he dived into the river and disappeared. The ziczac, to my increased admiration, proud apparently of having saved his friend, remained walking up and down, uttering his cry, as I thought, with an exulting voice, and stand- Chap. XII. AND ITS GUARDIAN BIRD. 151 ing every now and then on the tips of his toes in a conceited manner, which made me justly angry with his impertinence. After having waited in vain for some time, to see whether the crocodile would come out again, I got up from the bank where I was lying, threw a clod of earth at the ziczac, and came back to the boat, feeling some consolation for the loss of my game in having witnessed a circumstance, the truth of which has been disputed by several writers on natural history. The Arabs say that every race of animals is governed by its chief, to whom the others are bound to pay obeisance. The king of the crocodiles holds his court at the bottom of the Nile near Siout. The king of the fleas lives at Tiberias, in the Holy Land ; and deputa- tions of illustrious fleas, from other countries, visit him on a certain day in his palace, situated in the midst of beautiful gardens, under the Lake of Genesareth. There is a bird which is common in Egypt called the hoopoe (Abou hood-hood), of whose king the following legend is related. I'his bird is of the size and shape as well as the colour of a woodcock ; but has a crown of feathers on its head, which it has the power of raising and depressing at will. It is a tame, quiet bird ; usually to be found walking leisurely in search of its food on the margin of the water. It seldom takes long flights ; and is not harmed by the natives, who are much more sparing of the life of animals than we Europeans are : — 152 LEGEND OF KING SOLOMON Chap. XII. In the days of King Solomon, the son of David, who, by the virtue of his cabalistic seal, reigned supreme over genii as well as men, and who could speak the languages of animals of all kinds, all created beings were subservient to his will. Now when the king wanted to travel, he made use, for his conveyance, of a carpet of a square form. This carpet had the pro- perty of extending itself to a sufficient size to carry a whole army, with the tents and baggage ; but at other times it could be reduced so as to be only large enough for the support of the royal throne, and of those minis- ters whose duty it was to attend upon the person of the sovereign. Four genii of the air then took the four corners of the carpet, and carried it with its contents wherever King Solomon desired. Once the king was on a journey in the air, carried upon his throne of ivory over the various nations of the earth. The rays of the sun poured down upon his head, and he had nothing to protect him from its heat. The fiery beams were beginning to scorch his neck and shoulders, when he saw a flock of vultures flying past. " Oh, vultures !" cried King Solomon, " come and fly between me and the sun, and make a shadow with your wings to pro- tect me, for its rays are scorching my neck and face." But the vultures answered, and said, " We are flying to the north, and your face is turned towards the south. We desire to continue on our way ; and be it known unto thee, O king ! that we will not turn back on our Chap. XII. AND THE HOOPOES. 153 flight, neither will we fly above your throne to protect you from the sun, although its rays may be scorching your neck and face." Then King Solomon lifted up his voice, and said, " Cursed be ye, O vultures ! — and because you will not obey the commands of your lord, who rules over the whole world, the feathers of your necks shall fall off ; and the heat of the sun, and the cold of the winter, and the keenness of the wind, and the beating of the rain, shall fall upon your rebellious necks, which shall not be protected with feathers, like the necks of other birds. And whereas you have hitherto fared delicately, henceforward ye shall eat carrion and feed upon offal ; and your race shall be impure till the end of the world." And it was done unto the vultures as King Solomon had said. Now it fell out that there was a flock of hoopoes flying past ; and the king cried out to them, and said, " O hoopoes ! come and fly between me and the sun, that I may be protected fi-om its rays by the shadow of your wings." Whereupon the king of the hoopoes answered, and said, " O king, we are but little fowls, and we are not able to afford much shade ; but we will gather our nation together, and by our numbers we will make up for our small size." So the hoopoes gathered together, and, flying in a cloud over the throne of the king, they sheltered him from the rays of the sun. When the journey was over, and King Solomon sat upon his golden throne, in his palace of ivory, whereof H 3 154 LEGEND OF KING SOLOMON Chap. XII. the doors were emerald, and the windows of diamonds, larger even than the diamond of Jemshid, he com- manded that the king of the hoopoes should stand before his feet. " Now," said King Solomon, " for the service that thou and thy race have rendered, and the obedience thou hast shown to the king, thy lord and master, what shall be done unto thee, O hoopoe ? and what shall be given to the hoopoes of thy race, for a memorial and a reward ?" Now the king of the hoopoes was confused with the great honour of stand- ing before the feet of the king ; and, making his obei- sance, and laying his right claw upon his heart, he said, "O king, live for ever! Let a day be given to thy servant, to consider with his queen and his coun- cillors what it shall be that the king shall give unto us for a reward." And King Solomon said, "Be it so." And it was so. But the king of the hoopoes flew away ; and he went to his queen, who was a dainty hen, and he told her what had happened, and he desired her. advice as to what they should ask of the king for a reward ; and he called together his council, and they sat upon a tree, and they each of them desired a different thing. Some wished for a long tail ; some wished for blue and green feathers ; some wished to be as large as ostriches ; some wished for one thing, and some for another; and they debated till the going down of the sun, but they could not agree together. Then the queen took the Chap. XII. AND THE liOOPOES, 155 king of the hoopoes apart and said to him, " My dear lord and husband, listen to my words ; and as we have preserved the head of King Solomon, let us ask for crowns of gold on our heads, that we may be superior to all other birds." And the words of the queen and the princesses her daughters prevailed ; and the king of the hoopoes presented himself before the throne of Solomon, and desired of him that all hoopoes should wear golden crowns upon their heads. Then Solomon said, " Hast thou considered well what it is that thou desirest ?" And the hoopoe said, " I have considered well, and we desire to have golden crowns upon our heads." So Solomon replied, " Crowns of gold shall ye have : but, behold, thou art a foolish bird ; and when the evil days shall come upon thee, and thou seest the folly of thy heart, return here to' me, and I will give thee help." So the king of the hoopoes left the presence of King Solomon, with a golden crown upon his head. And all the hoopoes had golden crowns ; and they were exceeding proud and haughty. Moreover, they went down by the lakes and the pools, and walked by the margin of the water, that they might admire themselves as it were in a glass. And the queen of the hoopoes gave herself airs, and sat upon a twig ; and she refused to speak to the merops her cousin, and the other birds who had been her friends, because they were but vulgar birds, and she wore a crown of gold upon her head. 156 LEGEND OF KING SOLOMON Chap. XII. Now there was a certain fowler who set traps for birds ; and he put a piece of a broken mirror into his trap, and a hoopoe that went in to admire itself was caught. And the fowler looked at it, and saw the shining crown upon its head ; so he wrung off its head, and took the crown to Issachar, the son of Jacob, the worker in metal, and he asked him what it was. So Issachar, the son of Jacob, said, "It is a crown of brass." And he gave the fowler a quarter of a shekel for it, and desired him, if he found any more, to bring them to him, and to tell no man thereof. So the fowler caught some more hoopoes, and sold their crowns to Issachar, the son of Jacob ; until one day he met another man who was a jeweller, and he showed him several of the hoopoes' crowns. Whereupon the jeweller told him that they were of pure gold ; and he gave the fowler a talent of gold for four of them. Now when the value of these crowns was known, the fame of them got abroad, and in all the land of Israel was heard the twang of bows and the whirling of slings ; bird-lime was made in every town ; and the price of traps rose in the market, so that the fortunes of the trap-makers increased. Not a hoopoe could show its head but it was slain or taken captive, and the days of the hoopoes were numbered. Then their minds were filled with sorrow and dismay, and before long few were left to bewail their cruel destiny. At last, flying by stealth through the most unfre- Chap. XII. AND THE HOOPOES. 157 quented places, the unhappy king of the hoopoes went to the court of King Solomon, and stood again before the steps of the golden throne, and with tears and groans related the misfortunes which had happened to his race. So King Solomon looked kindly upon the king of the hoopoes, and said unto him, "Behold, did I not warn thee of thy folly, in desiring to have crowns of gold ? Vanity and pride have been thy ruin. But now, that a memorial may remain of the service which thou didst render unto me, your crowns of gold shall be changed into crowns of feathers, that ye may walk unharmed upon the earth." Now when the fowlers saw that the hoopoes no longer wore crowns of gold upon their heads, they ceased from the persecution of their race ; and fi'om that time forth the family of the hoopoes have flourislied and increased, and have continued in peace even to the present day. And here endeth the veracious history of the king of the hoopoes. But to return to the island of Philoe. The neigh- bourhood of the cataracts is inhabited by a pecuhar race of people, who are neither Arabs, nor negroes, like the Nubians, whose land joins to theirs. They are of a clear copper colour ; and arc slightly but elegantly formed. They have woolly hair ; and are not encum- bered with much clothing. The men wear a short tunic of white cotton ; but often have only a petticoat 158 PEOPLE NEAR THE CATARACTS. Chap. XII. round their loins. The married women have a piece of stuff thrown over tlieir heads which envelopes the whole person. Under this they wear a curious gar- ment made of fine strips of black leather, about a foot long, like a fringe. This hangs round the hips, and forms the only clothing of unmarried girls, whose forms are as perfect as that of any ancient statue. They dress their hair precisely in the same way as we see in the pictures of the ancient Egyptians, plaited in numerous tresses, which descend about half way down the neck, and are plentifully anointed with castor-oil ; that they may not spoil their head-dresses, they use, instead of a pillow to rest their heads upon at night, a stool of hard wood like those which are found in the ancient tombs, and which resemble in shape the handle of a crutch more than anything else that I can think of. The women are fond of necklaces and armlets of beads ; and the men wear a knife of a peculiar form, stuck into an armlet above the elbow of the left arm. When they go from home they carry a spear, and a shield made of the skin of the hippopotamus or crocodile, with which they are very clever in warding off blows, and in de- fending themselves from stones or other missiles. Of this race was a girl called Mouna, whom I had known as a child when I was first at Philoe. She grew up to be the most beautiful bronze statue that can be conceived. She used to bring eggs from the island on which she lived to Philoe : her means of conveyance Chap. XII. VI8IT TO THE ISLAND OF PHILCE. 15\) across the water was a piece of the trunk of a doom- tree, upon which she supported herself as she swam across the Nile ten times a-day. I never saw so per- fect a figure as that of Mouna. She was of a lighter hrown than most of the other girls, and was exactly the colour of a new copper kettle. She had magnificent large eyes ; and her face had hut a slight leaning towards the Ethiopian contour. Her hands and feet were wonderfully small and delicately formed. In short, she was a perfect beauty in her way ; but the perfume of the castor-oil with which she was anointed had so strong a savour that, when she brought us the eggs and chickens, I always admired her at a distance of ten yards to windward. She had an ornamented calabash to hold her castor-oil, fi'om which she made a fresh toilette every time she swam across the Nile. I have been three times at Philoe, and indeed I had so great an admiration of the place that on my last visit, thinking it probable that I should never again behold its wonderful ruins and extraordinary scenery, I determined to spend the day there alone, that I might meditate at my leisure and wander as I chose from one well-remembered spot to another without the incum- brance of half a dozen people staring at whatever I looked at, and following me about out of pure idleness. Greatly did I enjoy my solitary day, and whilst leaning over the parapet on the top of the great Propylon, or seated on one of the terraces which overhung the Nile, 160 QUARREL BETWEEN TWO NATIVE BOYS. Chap. XII. I in imagination repeopled the scene, with the forms of the priests and worshippers of other days, restored the fallen temples to their former glory, and could almost think I saw the processions winding round their walls, and heard the trumpets, and the harps, and the sacred hymns in honour of the great Osiris. In the evening a native came over with a little boat to take me off the island, and I quitted with regret this strange and in- teresting region. I landed at the village of rude huts on the shore of the river and sat down on a stone, waiting for my donkey, which I purposed to ride through the desert in the cool of the evening to Assouan, where my boat was moored. While I was sitting there, two boys were playing and wrestling together ; they were naked and about nine or ten years old. They soon began to quarrel, and one of them drew the dagger which he wore upon his arm and stabbed the other in the throat. The poor boy fell to the ground bleeding ; the dagger had entered his throat on the left side under the jaw- bone, and being directed upwards had cut his tongue and grazed the roof of his mouth. Whilst he cried and writhed about upon the ground with the blood pouring out of his mouth, the villagers came out from their cabins and stood around talking and screaming, but affording no help to the poor boy. Presently a young man, who was, I believe, a lover of Mouna's, stood up and asked where the father of the boy was, and why he Chap. Xir. RETRIBUTIVE JUSTICE. 161 did not come to help him. The villagers said he had no father. " Where are his relations, then ?" he asked. The boy had no relations, there was no one to care for him in the village. On hearing this he uttered some words which I did not understand, and started off after the boy who had inflicted the wound. The young assassin ran away as fast as he could, and a famous chase took place. They darted over the plain, scrambled up the rocks, and jumped down some dangerous-looking places among the masses of granite wliich formed the background of the village. At length the boy was caught, and, screaming and struggling, was dragged to the spot where his victim lay moaning and heaving upon the sand. The young man now placed him be- tween his legs, and in this way held him tight whilst he examined the wound of the other, putting his finger into it and opening his mouth to see exactly how far it extended. When he had satisfied himself on the sub- ject he called for a knife ; the boy had thrown his away in the race, and he had not one himself. The villagers stood silent around, and one of them having handed him a dagger, the young man held the boy's head sideways across his thigh and cut his throat ex- actly in the same way as he had done to the other. He then pitched him away upon the ground, and the two lay together bleeding and writhing side by side. Their wounds were precisely the same ; the second operation had been most expertly performed, and the 162 RETRIBUTIVE JUSTICE. Cliap. XII. knife had passed just where the boy had stabbed his playmate. The wounds, I believe, were not dangerous, for presently both the boys got up and were led away to their homes. It was a curious instance of retribu- tive justice, following out the old law of blood for blood, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. MONASTERIES OF THE LEYANT. PAET II. JERUSALEM AND THE MONASTERY OF ST. SABBA. 1834. I THE HOLY SEPULCHRE, fJn— ^^^^=^^1 It. Wfasnour Lorduppenrniu '" ^"^J I7.11..Flll.rolPl..g.lUUDo. ^^ I*. Ch.1^ at U.. Uimnlu^ ( 165 ) JERUSALEM AND THE MONASTERY OF ST. SABBA. CHAPTER XIII. Journey to Jerusalem — First View of the Holy City — The Valley of Gihon — Appearance of the City — The Latin Convent of St. Salvador — Inhospitable Reception by the Monks — Visit to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre — Description of the Interior — The Chapel of the Sepulchre — The Chapel of the Cross on Mount Calvary — The Tomb and Sword of Godfrey de Bouillon — Argu- ments in favour of the Authenticity of the Holy Sepulchre — The Invention of the Cross by the Empress Helena — Legend of the Cross. " Ecco apparir Gerusalem si vede, Ecco additar Gerusalem si scorge, Ecco da mile voce unitamente, Gerusalemme salutar si sente. E r uno air altro 11 mostra e in tanto oblia, La noja e il mal della passata via. Al gran piacer che quella prima vista, Dolcemente spiro nell' altrui petto, Alta contrizion succese mista, Di timoroso e riverente affetto, Ossano appena d' inalzar la vista Ver la citta, di Christo albergo eletto : Dove mori, dove sepolto fue ; Dove poi riveste le membre sue." Tasso, Gerusalemme Liberata, Canto 3. We left our camels and dromedaries, and wild Arabs of the desert, at Gaza ; and being now provided with 1(36 FIRST VIEW OF JERUSALEM. Cliap. XIIT. horses, and a tamer sort of Yahoo to attend upon them, we took our way across the hills towards Jeru- salem. The road passes over a succession of rounded rocky hills, almost every step being rendered interesting by its connexion with the events of Holy Writ. On our left we saw the village of Kobab, and on our right the ruins of a castle said to have been built by the Mac- cabees, and not far from it the remains of an ancient Christian church. As our train of horses surmounted each succeeding eminence, every one was eager to be the first who should catch a glimpse of the Holy City. Again and again we were disappointed ; another rocky valley yawned beneath us, and another barren stony hill rose up beyond. There seemed to be no end to the intervening hills and dales ; they appeared to multiply beneath our feet. At last, when we had almost given up the point and had ceased to contend for the first view by galloping ahead ; as we ascended another rocky brow we saw the towers of what seemed to be a Gothic castle ; then, as we approached nearer, a long line of walls and battlements appeared crowning a ridge of rock which rose fr-om a narrow valley to the right. This was the valley of the pools of Gihon, where Solomon was crowned, and the battlements which rose above it were the long looked-for walls of Jerusalem. With one accord our whole party drew Chap. XIII. FIRST VIEW OF JERUSALEM. 167 their bridles, and stood still to gaze for the first time upon this renowned and sacred city. It is not easy to describe the sensations which fill the breast of a Christian when, after a long and toil- some journey, he first beholds this, the most interest- ing and venerated spot upon the whole surface of the globe. Every one was silent for a while, absorbed in the deepest contemplation. The object of our pil- grimage was accomplished, and I do not think that anything we saw afterwards during our stay in Jeru- salem made a more profound impression on our minds than this first distant view. It was curious to observe the different effect which our approach to Jerusalem had upon the various persons who composed our party. A Christian pilgrim, who had joined us on the road, fell down upon his knees and kissed the holy ground ; two others embraced each other, and congratulated themselves that they had lived to see Jerusalem. As for us Franks, we sat bolt upright upon our horses, and stared and said nothing ; whilst around us the more natural children of the East wept for joy, and, as in the army of the Crusaders, the word Jerusalem ! Jerusalem ! was repeated from mouth to mouth ; but we, who consider ourselves civilized and superior beings, repressed our emotions ; we were above showing that we participated in the feelings of our barbarous companions. As for myself, I would have got off ray horse and walked 168 VALLEY OF GIHON. Chai). XII [. bare-footed towards the gate, as some did, if I bad dared : but I was in fear of being laughed at for my absurdity, and therefore sat fast in my saddle. At last I blew my nose, and, pressing the sharp edges of my Arab stirrups on the lank sides of my poor weary jade, I rode on slowly towards the Bethlehem gate. ^ On the sloping sides of the valley of Gihon nu- merous groups of people were lying under the olive- trees in the cool of the evening, and parties of grave Turks, seated on their carpets by the road-side, were smoking their long pipes in dignified silence. But what struck me most were some old white-bearded Jews, who were holding forth to groups of their friends or disciples under the walls of the city of their fathers, and dilating perhaps upon the glorious actions of their race in former days. Jerusalem has been described as a deserted and melancholy ruin, filling the mind with images of desolation and decay, but it did not strike me as such. It is still a compact city, as it is described in Scrip- ture ; the Saracenic walls have a stately, magnificent appearance ; they are built of large and massive stones. The square towers, which are seen ait intervals, are handsome and in good repair ; and there is an im- posing dignity in the appearance of the grim old citadel, which rises in the centre of the line of walls and towers, with its batteries and terraces one above another, surmounted with the crimson flag of Turkey floating heavily over the conquered city of the cross. Chap. XIII. INHOSPITABLE RECEPTION. 169 We entered by the Bethlehem gate: it is com- manded by the citadel, which was built by the people of Pisa, and is still called the castle of the Pisans. Thei-e we had some parleying with the Egyptian guards, and, crossing an open space famous in mo- nastic tradition as the garden where Bathsheba was bathing when she was seen by King David from the roof of his palace, we threaded a labyrinth of narrow streets, which the horses of our party com- pletely blocked up ; and as soon as we could, we sent a man with our letters of introduction to the superior of the Latin convent. I had letters from Cardinal Weld and Cardinal Pedicini, which we presumed would ensure us a warm and hospitable reception ; and as travellers are usually lodged in the monastic establishments, we went on at once to the Latin con- vent of St. Salvador, where we expected to enjoy all the comforts and luxuries of European civilization after our weary journey over the desert from Egypt. We, however, quickly discovered our mistake ; for, on dismounting at the gate of the convent, we were received in a very cool way by the monks, who ap- peared to make the reception of travellers a mere matter of interest, and treated us as if we were dust under their feet. They put us into a wretched hole in the Casa Nuova, a house belonging to them near the convent, where there was scarcely room for our bag- gage ; and we went to bed not a little mortified at I 170 CHURCH OF THE HOLY SEPULCHRE. Chap. XIII. our inhospitable reception by our Christian brethren, so different from what we had always experienced from the Mahometans. The convent of St. Sal- vador belongs to a community of Franciscan friars ; they were most of them Spaniards, and, being so far away from the superior officers of their order, they were not kept in very perfect discipline. It was probably owing to our being heretics that we were not better received. Fortunately we had our own beds, tents, cooking-utensils, carpets, &c. ; so that we soon made ourselves comfortable in the bare vaulted rooms which were allotted to us, and for which, by-the-bye, we had to pay pretty handsomely. The next morning early we went to the church of the Holy Sepulchre, descending the hill from the convent, and then down a flight of narrow steps into a small paved court, one side of which is occupied by the Gothic front of the church. The court was full of people selling beads and crucifixes and other holy ware. We had to wait some time, till the Turkish doorkeepers came to unlock the door,. as they keep the keys of the church, which is only open on certain days, except to votaries of distinction. There is a hole in the door, through which the pilgrims gave quantities of things to the monks inside to be laid upon the sepulchre. At last the door was opened, and we went into the church. Chap. XIII. CHURCH OF THE HOLY SEPULCHRE. 171 On entering these sacred walls the attention is first directed to a large slab of marble on the floor opposite the door, with several lamps suspended over it, and three enormous waxen tapers about twenty feet in height standing at each end. The pilgrims approach it on their knees, touch and kiss it, and, prostrating themselves before it, offer up their adoration. This, you are told, is the stone on which the body of our Lord was washed and anointed, and prepared for the tomb. Turning to the left, we came to a round stone let into the pavement, with a canopy of ornamental iron- work over it. Here the Virgin Mary is said to have stood when the body of our Saviour was taken down from the cross. Leaving this, we entered the circular space im- mediately under the great dome, which is about eighty feet in diameter, and is surrounded by eighteen large square piers, which support the front of a broad gallery. Formerly this circular gallery was supported by white marble pillai-s : but the church was burnt down about twenty years ago, through the negligence of a drunken Greek monk, who set a light to some parts of the woodwork, and then endeavoured to put out the flames by throwing aqua vitse upon them, which he mistook for water. The Chapel of the Sepulchre stands under the centre of the dome. It is a small oblong house of stone, rounded at one end, where there is an altar for i2 172 THE HOLY SEPULCFIRE, Chap. XIII. the Coptic and Abyssinian Christians. At the other end it is square^ and has a platform of marble in front, which is ascended by a flight of steps, and has a low parapet wall and a seat on each side. The chapel contains two rooms. Taking off our shoes and turbans, we entered a low narrow door, and went into a chamber, in the centre of which stands a block of polished marble. On this stone sat the angel who announced the blessed tidings of the resurrection. From this room, which has a small round window on each side, we passed through another low door into the inner chamber, which contains the Holy Sepulchre itself, which, however, is not visible, being concealed by an altar of white marble. It is said to be a long narrow excavation like a grave or the interior of a sarcophagus hewed out of the rock just beneath the level of the ground. Six rows of lamps of silver gilt, twelve in each row, hang from the ceiling, and are kept perpetually burning. The tomb occupies nearly one half of the sepulchral chamber, and ex- tends from one end of it to the other on the right side of the door as you enter ; a space of three feet wide and rather move than six feet long in front of it being all that remains for the accommodation of the pilgrims, so that not more than three or four can be admitted at a time. Leaving this hallowed spot, we were conducted first to the place where our Lord appeared to Mary Mag- Cliap. XIII. CHAPEL OF THE CROSS. 173 dalen, and then to the Chapel of the Lathis, where a part of the pillar of flagellation is preserved. The Greeks have possession of the choir of the church, which is opposite the door of the Holy Sepulchre. This part of the building is of great size, and is magnificently decorated with gold and carving and stiff pictures of the saints. In the centre is a globe of black marble on a pedestal, under which they say the head of Adam was found ; and you are told also that this is the exact centre of the globe ; the Greeks having thus transferred to Jerusalem, from the temple of Apollo at Delphi, the absurd notions of the pagan priests of antiquity relative to the form of the earth. Returning towards the door of the church, and leaving it on our right hand, \we ascended a flight of about twenty steps, and found ourselves in the Chapel of the Cross on Mount Calvary. At the upper end of this chapel is an altar, on the spot where the crucifixion took place, and under it is the hole into which the end of the cross was fixed : this is sur- rounded with a glory of silver gilt, and on each side of it, at the distance of about six feet, are the holes in which the crosses of the two thieves stood. Near to these is a long rent in the rock, which was opened by an earthquake at the time of the crucifixion. Although the three crosses appear to have stood very near to each other, yet, from the manner in which they are placed, there would have been room enough for 174 GODFREY DE BOUILLON. Chap. XIII. them, as the cross of our Saviour stands in front of the other two. Leaving this chapel we entered a kind of vault under the stairs, in which the rent of the rock is again seen : it extends from the ceiling to the floor, and has every appearance of having been caused by- some convulsion of nature, and not formed by the hands of man. Here were formerly the tombs of Godfrey de Bouillon and Baldwin his brother, who were buried beneath the cross for which they fought so valiantly : but these tombs have lately been de- stroyed by the Greeks, whose detestation of everything connected with the Latin Church exceeds their aver- sion to the Mahometan creed. In the sacristy of the Latin monks we were shown the sword and spurs of Godfrey de Bouillon ; the sword is apparently of the age assigned to it : it is double-edged and straight, with a cross-guard.* In another part of the church is a small dismal chapel, in the floor of which are several ancient tombs ; one of them is said to be the sepulchre of Joseph of Arimathea. Of the antiquity of these tombs there * This sword is used by the Reverendissimo, the title given to the superior of the Franciscans, when he confers the order of Knight of the Holy Sepulchre, which is only given to a Roman Catholic of noble birth. The Reverendissimo is also authorized by the Pope to give a ling bearing the Five Crosses of Jerusalem to the captain of any ship who has rendered service to the Catholic religion. These honours were first instituted by the Christian Kings of Jerusalem, but they are now sold by the monks for about forty dollars to any Roman Catholic who likes to pay for them. Chap. XIII. ANCIENT CEMETEIilES. 175 cannot be the slightest doubt ; and their being here forms the best argument for the authenticity of the Holy Sepulchre itself, as it shows that this was for- merly a place of burial, notwithstanding its situation in the centre of the ancient city, contrary to the almost universal practice of the ancients, whose sepul- chres are always found some short distance from their cities ; indeed, among the Egyptians, whose manners seem to have been followed in many respects by the Jews, it was a law that no one should be buried in the cultivated grounds, but their tombs were excavated in the rocks of the desert, that the agricultural and other daily pursuits of the living might not interfere with the repose of the dead. It is mentioned in the Bible that Christ was led out to be crucified ; but it is not quite clear from the passage whether he was led out of the city of Jerusalem itself, or only from the city of David on Mount Sion, which appears to have been the citadel and place of residence of the Roman governor. If so, the site of the Holy Sepulchre may be the true one ; and, in common with all other pilgrims, I am inclined to hope that the tomb now pointed out may really be the sepulchre of Christ. Descending a flight of steps from the body of the church, we entered the subterranean chapel of St. Helena, below which is another vault, in which the true cross is said to have been found. A very curious account of the finding of the cross is to be seen in the black-letter pages of Caxton's ' Golden Legend,' 176 LEGEND OF THE FINDING OF Chap. XIII. and it has formed the subject of many singular tra- ditions and romantic stories in former days. The history of this famous relic would be tedious were I to narrate it in the obsolete phraseology of the father of English printing, and I will therefore only give a short summary of the legend ; although, to those who take an interest in monastic traditions, the accounts given in old books, which were read by our ancestors before the Reformation with all the sober seriousness of un- doubting faith, afford a curious instance of the prone- ness of the human intellect to mistake the shadow for the substance, and to substitute an unbounded vene- ration for outward observances for the more reasonable acts of spiritual devotion. In the middle ages, while the worship of our Saviour was completely neglected, the wooden cross upon which he was supposed to have suffered was the object of universal adoration to all sects of Christians ; armies fought with religious enthusiasm, not for the faith, but for the relic of the cross ; and the traditions regarding it were received as undoubted facts by the heroes of the crusades, the hierarchy of the Church, and all who called themselves Christians, in those iron ages, when with rope and fagot, fire and sword, the fierce piety even of good men sought to enforce the pre- cepts of Him whose advent was heralded with the angels' hymn of " peace on earth and good will towards men." It is related in the apocryphal Gospel of Nico- Chap. XIII. THE TRUE CROSS, 177 demus, that when Adam fell sick he sent his son Seth to the gate of the terrestrial paradise to ask the angel for some drops of the oil of mercy, which distilled from the tree of life, to cure him of his disease J but the angel answered that he could not receive this healing oil until 5500 years had passed away. He gave him, however, a branch of this tree, and it was planted upon Adam's grave. In after ages the tree flourished and waxed exceeding fair, for Adam was buried in Mount Lebanon, not very far from the place near Damascus whence the red earth of which his body was formed by the Creator had been taken. When Balkis, Queen of Abyssinia, came to visit Solomon the King, she worshipped this tree, for she said that thereon should the Saviour of the world be hanged, and that from that time the kingdom of the Jews should cease. Upon hearing this, Solomon commanded that the tree should be cut down and buried in a certain place in Jerusalem, where after- wards the pool of Bethesda was dug, and the angel that had charge of the mysterious tree troubled the water of the pool at certain seasons, and those who first dipped into it were cured of their ailments. As the time of the passion of the Saviour approached, the wood floated on the surface of the water, and of that piece of timber, which was of cedar, the Jews made the upright part of the cross, the cross beam was made of cypress, the piece on which his feet rested i3 178 LEGENDS CONCERNING Chap. XIII, Wcas of palm, and the other, on which the superscrip- tion was written, was of olive. After the crucifixion the holy cross and the crosses of the two thieves were thrown into the town ditch, or, according to some, into an old vault which was near at hand, and they were covered with the refuse and ruins of the city. In her extreme old age the Empress Helena, making a pilgrimage to Jerusalem, threatened all the Jewish inhabitants with torture and death if they did not produce the holy cross from the place where their ancestors had concealed it : and at last an old Jew named Judas, who had been put into prison and was nearly famished, consented to I'eveal the secret ; he accordingly petitioned Heaven, where- upon the earth trembled, and from the fissures in the ground a delicious aromatic odour issued forth, and on the soil being removed the three crosses were dis- covered ; and near the crosses the superscription was also found, but it was not known to which of the three it belonged. However, Macarius, Bishop of Jeru- salem, repairing with the Empress to the house of a noble lady who was afflicted with an incurable disease, she was immediately restored to health by touching the true cross ; and the body of a young man which was being carried out to burial was brought to life on being laid upon the holy wood. At the sight of these miracles Judas the Jew became a Christian, and was baptized by the name of Quiriacus, to the great indignation of the devil, for, said he, " by the first Chap. XIII. THE TRUE CROSS. 179 Judas I gained much profit, but by this one's conver- sion I shall lose many souls." It would be endless were I to give the history of all the authenticated relics of the holy cross since those days ; but of the thi'ce principal pieces one is now, or lately was, at Etchmiazin, in Armenia, the monks of which Church are accused of having stolen it from the Latins of Jerusalem when they were imprisoned by Sultan Suleiman. The second piece is still at Jerusalem, in the hands of the Greeks ; and the third, which was sent by the Empress Helena herself to the church of Santa Croce di Gerusalemme at Rome, is now pre- served in St. Peter's. There is indeed little reason to doubt that the piece of wood exhibited at Rome is the same that the Empress sent there in the year 326. The feast of the " Invention of the Cross " continues to be celebrated every year on the 3rd of May by an appropriate mass. Besides the objects which I have mentioned, there is within the church an altar on the spot where Christ is said to have appeared to the Virgin after the resur- rection. This completes the list of all the sacred places contained under the roof of the great church of the Holy Sepulchre. I may remark that all the very ancient specimens of the relics of the true cross are of the same wood, which has a very peculiar half-petrified appearance. I have a relic of this kind ; the date of the shrine in which it is preserved being of the date of 1280. I 180 GOSPEL LOCALITIES. Chap. XIII. have also a piece of the cross in a more modern set- ting, which is not of the same wood. Whether all the hallowed spots within these walls really are the places which the guardians of the church declare them to he, or whether they have been fixed on at random, and consecrated to serve the interested views of a crafty priesthood, is a fact that I shall leave others to determine ; however this may be, it is a matter of little consequence to the Chris- tian. The great facts on which the history of the Gospel is founded are not so closely connected with particular spots of earth or sacred buildings as to be rendered doubtful by any mistake in the choice of a locality. The main error on the part of the priests of modern times at Jerusalem arises from an anxiety to prove the actual existence of everything to which any allusion is made by the evangelical , historians, not remembering that the lapse of ages and the devasta- tion of successive wars must have destroyed much, and disguised more, which the early disciples could most readily have identified. The mere circumstance that the localities of almost all the events which attended the close of our Saviour's ministry are crowded into one place, and covered by the roof of a single church, might excite a very justifiable doubt as to the exact- ness of the topography maintained by the friars of Mount Moriah. Chap. XIV. THE VIA DOLOROSA. 181 CHAPTER XIV. Tlie Via Dolorosa — The Houses of Dives and of Lazarus — The Prison of St. Peter — The Site of the Temple of Solomon — The Mosque of Omar — The Hadjr el Sakhara — The Greek Monastery — Its Library — Valuable Manuscripts — Splendid MS. of the Book of Job — Arabic spoken at Jerusalem — Mussulman Theory regarding the Crucifixion — State of the Jews — Richness of their Dress in their own Houses — Beauty of their Women — Their literal Interpretation of Scripture — The Service in the Synagogue ■ — Description of the House of a Eabbi — The Samaritans — Their Roll of the Pentateuch — Arrival of Ibrahim Pasha at Jerusalem. Except the Holy Sepulchre, none of the places which are pointed out as sacred within the walls of Jeru- salem merit a description, as they have evidently been created by the monks to serve their own purposes. You are shown, for instance, the whole of the Via Dolorosa, the way by which our Saviour passed from the hall of Pilate to Mount Calvary, and the exact seven places where he fell under the weight of the cross : you are shown the house of the rich man and that of Lazarus, both of them Turkish buildings, although, as that story is related in a parable, no real localities ever can have been referred to. Near the house of Lazarus there were several dogs when I passed by, and, on my asking the guide whether they were the descendants of the original dogs in the pa- 182 MOSQUE OF OMAR. Chap. XIV. rable, he said he was not quite sure, but that as to the house there could be no doubt. The prison of St. Peter is also to be seen, but the column on which the cock stood who crowed on his denial of our Lord, as well as the steps by which Christ ascended to the judgment-seat of Pilate, have been carried away to Rome, where they are both to be seen on the hill of St. John Lateran. The mosque of Omar stands on the site of the ancient Temple of Solomon, which covered the whole of the enclosure which is now the garden of the mosque, a space of about 1500 feet long, and 1000 feet wide. In the centre of this garden is a platform of stone about 600 feet square, on which stands the octagonal building of the mosque itself, the upper part being covered with green porcelain tiles which glitter in the sun : below, the walls are paneled with marble richly worked and of different colours : the dome in the centre has a wide cornice round it, orna- mented with sentences from the Koran : the whole has a brilliant and extraordinary appearance, more like a Chinese temple than anything else. This building is called the Acksa el Sakhara, from its containing a piece of rock called the Hadjr el Sakhara, or the locked- up stone, which is the principal object of veneration in the place : it occupies the centre of the mosque, and on it are shown the prints of the angel Gabriel's fingers, who brought it from heaven, and the mark of Chap. XIV. THE HADJR EL SAKHARA, 183 the Prophet's foot and that of his camel, a singularly good leaper, two more of whose footsteps I have seen in Egypt and Arabia, and I believe there is another at Damascus, the whole journey from Jerusalem to Mecca having been })erformed in four bounds only, for which remarkable service the camel is to have a place in heaven, where he will enjoy the society of Borak, the prophet's horse, Balaam's ass, Tobit's dog, and the dog of the seven sleepers, whose name was Ketmir, and also the companionship of a certain celebrated fly with whose merits I am unacquainted. We are told that the stone of the Sakhara fell from heaven at the time when prophecy commenced at Jeru- salem. It was employed as a seat by the venerable men to whom that gift was communicated, and, as long as the spirit of vaticination continued to enlighten their minds, the slab remained steady for their accom- modation ; but no sooner was the power of prophecy withdrawn, and the persecuted seers compelled to flee for safety to other lands, than the stone manifested the profoundest sympathy in their fate, and evinced a determination to accompany them in their flight : on which Gabriel the archangel interposed his authority, and prevented the departure of the prophetical chair. He grasped it with his mighty hand and nailed it to its rocky bed by seven brass or golden nails. When any event of great importance to the world takes place the head of one of these nails disappears, and 184 LIBRARY OF GREEK MONASTERY. Chap. XIV. when they are all gone the day of judgment will come. As there are now only three left, the Mahometans believe that the end of all things is not far distant. All those who have faithfully performed their devo- tions at this celebrated mosque are furnished by the priest with a certificate of their having done so, which is to be buried with them that they may show it to the door-keeper of Paradise as a ticket of ad- mission. I was presented with one of these at Jeru- salem, and found another in the desert of Al Arisch, a wondrous piece of good fortune in the estimation of my Mahometan followers, as I was provided with a ticket for a friend, as well as a pass for my own re- ception among the houris of their Prophet's celestial garden. The Greek monastery adjoins the church of the Holy Sepulchre. It contains a good library, the iron door of which is opened by a key as large as a horse- pistol. The books are kept in good order, and consist of about two thousand printed volumes in various lan- guages ; and about five hundred Greek and Arabic MSS. on paper, which are all theological works. There are also about one hundred Greek manuscripts on vellum : the whole collection is in excellent preser- vation. One of the eight manuscripts of the Gospels which the library contains has the index and the beginning of each Gospel written in gold letters on purple vellum, and has also some curious illumina- Chap. XIV. ARABIC SPOKEN AT JERUSALEM. 185 tions. There is likewise a manuscript of the whole Bible : it is a large folio, and is the only one I ever heard of, excepting the one at the Vatican and that at the British Museum. One of the most beautiful volumes in the library is a large folio of the book of Job. It is a most glorious MS. : the text is written in large letters, surrounded with scholia in a smaller hand, and almost every page contains one or more miniatures representing the sufferings of Job, with ghastly portraits of Bildad the Shuhite and his other pitying friends : this manuscript is of the twelfth century. The rest of the manuscripts consist of the works of the Fathers, copies of the ' Antliologia,' and books for the Church service. The Arabic language is generally spoken at Jeru- salem, though the Turkish is much used among the better class. The inhabitants are composed of people of different nations and different religions, who in- wardly despise one another on account of their varying opinions ; but, as the Christians are very numerous, there reigns among the whole no small degree of complaisance, as well as an unrestrained intercourse in matters of business, amusement, and even of reli- gion. The Mussulmans, for instance, pray in all the holy places consecrated to the memory of Christ and the Virgin, except the tomb of the Holy Sepulchre, the sanctity of which they do not acknowledge, for they believe that Jesus Christ did not die, but that he 186 THE JEWS : Chap. XIV. ascended alive into heaven, leaving the likeness of his face to Judas, who was condemned to die for him ; and that, as Judas was crucified, it was his body, and not that of Jesus, which was placed in the sepulchre. It is for this reason that the Mussulmans do not per- form any act of devotion at the tomb of the Holy Sepulchre, and that they ridicule the Christians who visit and revere it. The Jews — the " children of the kingdom " — have been cast out, and many have come from the east and the west to occupy their place in the desolate land promised to their fathers. Their quarter is in the narrow valley between the Temple and the foot of Mount Zion. Many of the Jews are rich, but they are careful to conceal their wealth from the jealous eyes of their Mahometan rulers, lest they should be subjected to extortion. It is remarkable that the Jews who are born in Jerusalem are of a totally different caste from those we see in Europe. Here they are a fair race, very lightly made, and particularly effeminate in manner ; the young men wear a lock of long hair on each side of the face, which, with their flowing silk robes, gives them the appearance of women. The Jews of both sexes are exceedingly fond of dress ; and, although they assume a dirty and squalid appearance when they walk abroad, in their own houses they are to be seen clothed in costly furs and the richest silks Chap. XIV. THEIR WORSHIP. 187 of Damascus. The women are covered with gold, and dressed in brocades stiff with embroidery. Some of them are beautiful ; and a girl of about twelve years old, who was betrothed to the son of a rich old rabbi, was the prettiest little creature I ever saw ; her skin was whiter than ivory, and her hair, which was as black as jet, and was plaited with strings of sequins, fell in tresses nearly to the ground. She was of a Spanish family, and the lang-uage usually spoken by the Jews among themselves is Spanish. The Jewish religion is now so much encumbered with superstition and the extraordinary explanations of the Bible in the Talmud, that little of the original creed remains. They interpret all the words of Scrip- ture literally, and this leads them into most absurd mistakes. On the morning of the day of the Passover I went into the synagogue under the walls of the Temple, and found it crowded to the very door ; all the congregation were standing up, with large white shawls over their heads with the fringes which they were commanded to wear by the Jewish law. They were reading the Psalms, and after I had been there a short time all the people began to hop about and to shake their heads and limbs in a most extraordinary manner ; the whole congregation was in motion, from the priest, who was dancing in the reading-desk, to the porter, who capered at the door. All this was in consequence of a verse in the 35th Psalm, which says, " All my 188 HOUSE OF A RABBI. Chap. XIV. bones shall say, Lord, who is like unto thee ;" and this was their ludicrous manner of doing so. After the Psalm a crier went round the room, who sold the honour of performing different parts of the service to the highest bidder ; the money so obtained is ap- propriated to the relief of the poor. The sanctuary at the upper end of the room was then opened, and a curtain withdrawn, in imitation of that which sepa- rated the Holy of Holies from the body of the Temple. From this place the book of the law was taken : it was contained in a case of embossed silver, and two large silver ornaments were fixed on the ends of the rollers, which stuck out from the top of the case. The Jews, out of reverence, as I presume, touched it with a little bodkin of gold, and, on its being carried to the reading-desk, a silver crown was placed upon it, and a man, supported by two others, one on each side of him, chanted the lesson of the day in a loud voice : the book was then replaced in the sanctuary, and the service concluded. The women are not admitted into the synagogue, but are permitted to view the ceremonies from a grated gallery set apart for them. However, they seldom attend, as it seems they are not accounted equal to the men either in body or soul, and trouble themselves very little with matters of religion. The house of Rabbi A , with whom I was ac- quainted, answered exactly to Sir Walter Scott's Chap. XIV. THE RABBl's SON. 189 description of the dwelling of Isaac of York. The outside of the house and the court-yard indicated nothing but poverty and neglect ; but on entering I was surprised at the magnificence of the furniture. One room had a silver chandelier, and a great quan- tity of embossed plate was displayed on the top of the polished cupboards. Some of the windows were filled with painted glass ; and the members of the family, covered with gold and jewels, were seated on divans of Damascus brocade. The Rabbi's little son was so covered with charms in gold cases to keep off the evil eye, that he jingled like a chime of bells when he walked along ; and a still younger boy, whom I had never seen before, was on this day exalted to the dignity of wearing trousers, which were of red stuff", embroi- dered with gold, and were brought in by his nurse and a number of other women in procession, and borne on high before him as he was dragged round the room howling and crying without any nether garment on at all. He was walked round again after his superb trousers were put on, and very uncomfortable he seemed to be, but doubtless the honour of the thing consoled him, and he waddled out into the court with an air of conscious dignity. The learning of the rabbis is now at a very low ebb, and few of them thoroughly understand the ancient Hebrew tongue, although there are Jews at Jerusalem who speak several languages, and are said to be well 1 90 SAMARITAN PENTATEUCH. Chap. XIV acquainted with all the traditions of their fathers, and the mysterious learning of the Cabala. There is in the Holy Land another division of the children of Israel, the Samaritans, who still keep up a separate form of religion. Their synagogue at Nablous is a mean building, not unlike a poor Ma- hometan mosque. Within it is a large, low, square chamber, the floor of which is covered with matting. Round a part of the walls is a wooden shelf, on which are laid above thirty manuscript hooks of the Penta- teuch written in the Samaritan character : they possess also a very famous roll or volume of the Pentateuch, which is said to have been written by Abishai the grandson of Aaron. It is contained in a curiously ornamented octagon case of brass about two feet high, on opening which the MS. appears within rolled upon two pieces of wood. It is sixteen inches wide, and must be of great length, as each of the two parts of the roll are four or five inches in diameter. The writing is small and not very distinct, and the MS. is in rather a dilapidated condition. The Samaritan Rabbi Ibrahim Israel, true to his Jewish origin, would not open the case until he had been well paid. He affirmed that in this MS. the blessings were directed to be given from Mount Ebal and the curses from Mount Gherizim. However this may be, in an Arabic translation of the Samaritan Pentateuch, which is in my own collection, the 12th and 13th verses of Chap. XIV. IBRAHIM PASHA. 191 the 27tli chapter of Deuteronomy are the same as the usually received text in other Bibles. Jerusalem was at this time (1834) under the dominion of the Egyptians, and Ibrahim Pasha arrived shortly after we had established ourselves in the vaulted dungeons of the Latin convent. He took up his abode in a house in the town, and did not maintain any state or ceremony ; indeed he had scarcely any guards, and but few servants, so secure did he feel in a country which he had so lately conquered. He received us with great courtesy in his mean lodging, where we found an interpreter who spoke English. I had been promised a letter from Mohammed Ali Pasha to Ibrahim Pasha, but on inquiring I found it had not arrived, and Ibrahim Pasha sent a courier to Jaffa to inquire whether it was lying there ; however it did not reach me, and I therefore was not permitted to see the interior of the mosque of Omar, or the great church of the Purification, which stands on the site of the Temple of Solomon, and into which at that time no Christian had penetrated. 192 EXCURSIONS. Chap. XV. CHAPTER XV. Expedition to the Monastery of St. Sabba — Reports of Arab Rob- bers^ The Valley of Jehoshaphat — The Bridge of Al Sirat — Rugged Scenery — An Arab Ambuscade — A successful Parley — The Monastery of St. Sabba — History of the Saint — The Greek Hermits — The Church — The Iconostasis — The Library — Nu- merous JISS. — The Dead Sea — The Scene of the Temptation — • Discovery — The Apple of the Dead Sea — The Statements of Strabo and Pliny confirmed. As we wished to be present at the celebration of Easter by the Greek Church, we remained several weeks at Jerusalem, during which time we made various excursions to the most celebrated localities in the neighbourhood. In addition to the Bible, which almost sufficed us for a guide-book in these sacred regions, we had several books of travels with us, and I was struck with the superiority of old Maundrell's narrative over all the others, for he tells us plainly and clearly what he saw, whilst other travellers so encumber their narratives with opinions and disqui- sitions, that, instead of describing the country, they describe only what they think about it ; and thus little real information as to what there was to be seen or done could be gleaned from these works, eloquent and well written as many of them are ; and we continually returned to Maundrell's homely pages Chap. XV. REPORTS OF ARAB ROBBERS, 193 for a good plain account of what we wished to know. As, however, I had gathered from various incidental remarks in these books that there was a famous library in the monastery of St, Sabba, in which one might expect to find all the lost classics, whole rows of uncial manuscripts, and perhaps the histories of the Preadamite kings in the autograph of Jemshid, I determined to go and see it. It was of course necessary for every traveller at Jerusalem to " c?o his Dead Sea ; " and accordingly we made arrangements for an excursion in that di- rection, which was to include a visit to St. Sabba ; for my companion kindly put up with my aberrations, and agreed to linger with me for that purpose on our way to Jericho, although it was at the risk of falling among thieves, for we heard all manner of reports of the danger of the roads, and of a certain truculent Robin Hood sort of person, called Abou Gash, who had just got out of some prison or other. Abou Gash was vastly popular in this part of the country : everybody spoke well of him, and declared that " he was the mildest-mannered man that ever cut a throat or scuttled ship ;" but they all hinted that it might be as well to keep out of his way, and that, when we went cantering about the country, poking our noses into caves, and ruins, and other uncanny places, it would be advisable to keep a " good " look-out. For all this we cared little : so, getting together our 194 BRIDGE OF AL SIRAT. Chap. XV. merry men, we sallied forth through St. Stephen's gate. A gallant band we were, some five-and-twenty horsemen, well armed in the Egyptian style ; with tents and kettles, cocks and hens, and cooks and raar- mitons, stowed upon the baggage-horses. Great store of good things had we — vino doro di Monte Libano, and hams, to show that we were not Mahometans ; and tea, to prove that we were not Frenchmen ; and guns to shoot partridges withal, and many other European necessaries. We tramped along upon the hard rocky ground one after the other, through the Valley of Jehoshaphat ; and looked up at the corner of the temple, whence is to spring on the last day, as every sound follower of the Prophet believes, the fearful bridge of Al Sirat, which is narrower than the edge of the sharpest cimeter of Khorassaun, and from which those who without due preparation attempt to pass on their way to the paradise of Mahomet will fall into the un- fathomable gulf below. Gradually as we advanced into the valley, through which the brook Kedron, when there is any water in it, flows into the Dead Sea, the scenery became more and more savage, the rocks more precipitous, and the valley narrowed into a deep gorge, the path being sometimes among the broken stones in the bed of the stream, and sometimes rising high above it on narrow ledges of rock. We rode on for some hours, admiring the wild Chap. XV. ARAB AMBUSCADE. 195 grandeur of the scenery, for this is the hill country of Judea, and seems almost a chaos of rocks and craggy mountains, broken into narrow defiles, or opening into dreary valleys bare of vegetation, except a few shrubs whose tough roots pierce through the crevices of the stony soil, and find a scanty subsistence in the small portions of earth which the rains have washed from the surface of the rocks above. In one place the pathway, which was not more than two or three/eet wide, wound round the corner of a precipitous crag in such a man- ner that a horseman riding along the giddy way showed so clearly against the sky, that it seemed as if a puff of wind would blow horse and man into the ravine beneath. We were proceeding along this ledge — Fathallah, one of our interpreters, first, I second, and the others following — when we saw three or four Arabs with long bright-barrelled guns slip out of a crevice just before us, and take up their position on the path, pointing those unpleasant-looking implements in our faces. From some inconceivable motive, not of the most heroic nature I fear, my first move was to turn ray head round to look behind me ; but when I did so, I perceived that some more Arabs had crept out of another cleft behind us, which we had not observed as we passed ; and on looking up I saw that firom the precipice above us a curious collection of bright barrels and brown faces were taking an ob- servation of our party, while on the opposite side of k2 196 ARAB AMBUSCADE. Chap. XV the gorge, which was perhaps a hundred and fifty yards across, every fragment of rock seemed to have brought forth a man in a white tunic and bare legs, with a yellow handkerchief round his head, and a long gun in his hand, which he pointed towards us. We had fallen into an ambuscade, and one so cleverly laid that all attempt at resistance was hope- less. The path was so narrow that our horses could not turn, and a precipice within a yard of us, of a hundred feet sheer down, rendered our position singu- larly uncomfortable. Fathallah's horse came to a stand-still : my horse ran his nose against him and stood still too ; and so did all the rest of us. " Well !" said I, " Fathallah, what is this ? who are these gen- tlemen ?" " I knew it would be so," quoth Fathallah, " I was sure of it ! and in such a cursed place too ! — I see how it is, I shall never get home alive to Aleppo ! " After waiting a while, I imagine to enjoy our con- fusion, one of the Arabs in front took up his parable and said, " Oh ! oh ! ye Egyptians ! " (we wore the Egyptian dress) " what are you doing here, in our country ? You are Ibrahim Pasha's men ; are you ? Say — speak ; what reason have ye for being here ? for we are Arabs, and the sons of Arabs ; and this is our country, and our land ? " " Sir," said the interpreter with profound respect — for he rode first, and four or five guns were pointed Chap. XV. A PARLEY. 197 directly at his breast — " Sir, we are no Egyptians ; thy servants are men of peace ; we are peaceable Franks, pilgrims from the holy city, and we are only going to bathe in the waters of the Jordan, as all pilgrims do who travel to the Holy Land." " Franks ! " quoth the Arab ; " I know the Franks ; pretty Franks are ye ! Franks are the fathers of hats, and do not wear guns or swords, or red caps upon their heads, as you do. We shall soon see whether ye are Franks or not. Ye are Egyptians, and servants of Ibrahim Pasha the Egyptian : but now ye sliall find that ye are our servants ! " " Oh Sir," exclaimed I in the best Arabic I could muster, " thy servants are men of peace, travellers, antiquaries all of us. Oh Sir, we are Englishmen, which is a sort of Frank — very harmless and excellent people^ desiring no evil. We beg you will be good enough to let us pass." " Franks ! " retorted the Arab sheick, " pretty Franks ! Franks do not speak Arabic, nor wear the Nizam dress ! Ye are men of Ibrahim Pasha's ; Egyptians, arrant Cairoites (Misseri) are ye all, every one of ye ;" and he and all his fol- lowers laughed at us scornfully, for we certainly did look very like Egyptians. "We are Franks, I tell you 1 " again exclaimed Fathallah : " Ibrahim Pasha, indeed ! who is he, I should like to know ? we are Franks ; and Franks like to see everything. We are going to see the monastery of St. Sabba ; we are not 198 ARAB ESCORT. Chap. XV. Egyptians ; what care we for Egyptians ? we are Eng- lish, Franks, every one of us, and we only desire to see the monastery of St. Sabba ; that is what we are, O Arab, son of an Arab (Arab beni Arab). We are no less than this, and no more ; we are Franks, as you are Arabs." Upon this there ensued a consultation between this son of an Arab and the other sons of Arabs, and in process of time the worthy gentlemen, knowing that it was impossible for us to escape, agreed to take us to the monastery of St. Sabba, which was not far off, and there to hear what we had to say in our defence. The sheick waved his arm aloft as a signal to his men to raise the muzzle of their guns, and we were allowed to proceed ; some of the Arabs walking un- concernedly before us, and the others skipping like goats from rock to rock above us, and on the other side of the valley. They were ten times as numerous as we were, and we should have had no chance with them even on fair ground ; but here we were com- pletely at their mercy. We were escorted in this manner the rest of the way, and in half an hour's time we found ourselves standing before the great square tower of the monastery of St. Sabba. The battlements were lined with Arabs, who had taken possession of this strong place, and after a short parley and a clanging of arms within, a small iron door was Chap. XV. MONASTERY OF ST. SABBA. 199 opened in the wall : we dismounted and passed in ; our horses, one by one, were pushed through after us. So there we were in the monastery of St. Sabba sure enough ; but under different circumstances from what we expected when we set out that morning from Jerusalem. Fathallah had, however, convinced the sheick of the Arabs that we really were Franks, and not followers of Ibrahim Pasha, and before long we not only were relieved from all fear, but became great friends with the noble and illustrious Abou Somebody, who had taken possession of St. Sabba and the defiles leading to it. This monastery, which is a very ancient foundation, is built upon the edge of the precipice at the bottom of which flows the brook Kedron, which in the rainy season becomes a torrent. The buildings, which are of immense strength, are supported by buttresses so massive that the upper part of each is large enough to contain a small arched chamber ; the whole of the rooms in the monastery are vaulted, and are gloomy and imposing in the extreme. The pyramidical- shaped mass of buildings extends half-way down the rocks, and is crowned above by a high and stately square tower, which commands the small iron gate of the principal entrance. Within there are several small irregular courts connected by steep flights of steps arid dark arched passages, some of which are carried through the solid rock. 200 ST. SABBA. Chap. XV. It was in one of the caves in these rocks that the renowned St. Sabba passed his time in the society of a pet Hon. He was a famous anchorite, and was made chief of all the monks of Palestine by Sallustius, Patriarch of Jerusalem, about the year 490. He was twice ambassador to Constantinople to propitiate the Emperors Anastasius the Silent and Justinian ; more- over he made a vow never to eat apples as long as he lived. He was born at Mutalasca, near Caesarea of Cappadocia, in 439, and died in 532, in the ninety- fifth year of his age : he is still held in high venera- tion by both the Greek and Latin churches. He was the founder of the Laura, which was formerly situated among the clefts and crevices of these rocks, the pre- sent monastery having been enclosed and fortified at I do not know what period, but long after the decease of the saint. The word laura, which is often met with in the histories of the first five centuries after Christ, signifies, when applied to monastic institutions, a number of separate cells, each inhabited by a single hermit or anchorite, in contradistinction to a convent or monas- tery, which was called a coenobium, where the monks lived together in one building under the rule of a superior. This species of monasticism seems always to have been a peculiar characteristic of the Greek Church, and in the present day these ascetic observ- ances are upheld only by the Greek, Coptic, and Chap. XV. GREEK HERMITS. 201 Abyssinian Christians, among whom hermits and quietists, such as waste the body for the improvement of the soul, are still to be met with in the clefts of the rocks and in the desert places of Asia and Africa. They are a sort of dissenters as regards their own Church, for, by the mortifications to which they subject themselves, they rebuke the regular priesthood, who do not go so far, although these latter fast in the year above one hundred days, and always rise to midnight prayer. In the dissent, if such it be, of these monks of the desert there is a dignity and self-denying firm- ness much to be respected. They follow the tenets of their faith and the ordinances of their religion in a manner which is almost sublime. They are in this respect the very opposite to European dissenters, who are as undignified as they are generally snug and cosy in their mode of life. Here, among the followers of St. Anthony, there are no mock heroics, no turning up of the whites of the eyes and drawing down of the corners of the mouth : they form their rule of life from the ascetic writings of the early fathers of the Church : their self-denial is extreme, their devotion heroic ; but yet to our eyes it appears puerile and irrational that men should give up their whole lives to a routine of observances which, although they are hard and stern, are yet so trivial that they appear almost ridiculous. In one of the courts of the monastery there is a k3 202 THE ICONOSTASIS. Chap. XV. palm-tree, said to be endowed with miraculous pro- perties, which was planted by St. Sabba, and is to be numbered among the few now existing in the Holy Land, for at present they are very rarely to be met with, except in the vale of Jericho and the valley of the Jordan and the Dead Sea, in which localities, in consequence of their being so much beneath the level of the rest of the country, the temperature is many degrees higher than it is elsewhere. The church is rather large and is very solidly built. There are many ancient frescos painted on the walls, and various early Greek pictures are hung round about : many of these are representations of the most famous saints, and on the feast of each his picture is exposed upon a kind of desk before the iconostasis or wooden partition which divides the church from the sanctuary and the altar, and there it receives the kisses and oblations of all the worshippers who enter the sacred edifice on that day. The ixovo(TTa(Tis is dimly represented in our older chm-ches by the rood-loft and screen which divides the chancel from the nave : it is retained also in Lom- bardy and in the sees under the Ambrosian rule ; but tliese screens and rood-lofts, which destroy the beauty of a cathedral or any large church, are unknown in the Roman churches. They date their origin from the very earliest ages, when the "discipline of the secret " was observed, and when the ceremonies of the Chap. XV. THE LIBRARY. 203 communion were held to be of such a sacred and mysterious nature that it was not permitted to the communicants to reveal what then took place — an in- comprehensible custom which led to the propagation of many false ideas and strange rumours as to the Christian observances in the third and fourth centuries, and was one of the causes which led to several of the persecutions of the Church, as it was believed by the heathens that the Christians sacrificed children and committed other abominations for which they deserved extermination ; and so prone are the vulgar to give credence to such injurious reports, that the Christians in later ages accused the Jews of the very same prac- tices for which they themselves had in former times been held up to execration. In one part of the church I observed a rickety ladder leaning against the wall, and leading up to a small door about ten feet from the ground. Scrambling up this ladder, I found myself in the library of which I had heard so much. It was a small square room, or rather a large closet, in the upper part of one of the enormous buttresses which supported the walls of the monastery. Here I found about a thousand books, almost all manuscripts, but the whole of them were works of divinity. One volume in the Bulgarian or Servian language was written in uncial letters ; the rest were in Greek, and were for the most part of the twelfth century. There were a great many enormous 204 NUMEROUS MSS. Chap. XV. folios of the works of the fathers, and one MS. of the Octoteuch, or first eight books of the Old Testament. It is remarkable how very rarely MSS. of any part of the Old Testament are found in the libraries of Greek monasteries ; this was the only MS. of the Octoteuch that I ever met with either before or afterwards in any part of the Levant. There were about a hundred other MSS. on a shelf in the apsis of the church : I was not allowed to examine them, but was assured that they were liturgies and church-books which were used on the various high days during the year. I was afterwards taken by some of the monks into the vaulted chambers of the great square tower or keep, which stood near the iron door by which we had been admitted. Here there were about a hundred MSS., but all imperfect ; I found the ' Iliad ' of Homer among them, but it was on paper. Some of these MSS. were beautifully written ; they were, however, so imperfect, that in the short time I was there, and pestered as I was by a crowd of gaping Arabs, I was unable to discover what they were. I was allowed to purchase three MSS., with which the next day I and my companion departed on our vay to the Dead Sea, our friend the sheick having, from the moment that he was convinced we were nothing better or worse than Enghshmen and sight- seers, treated us with all manner of civility. On arriving at the Dead Sea I forthwith proceeded Chap. XV. THE DEAD SEA. 205 to bathe in it, in order to prove the celebrated buoy- ancy of the water, and was nearly drowned in the experiment, for, not being able to swim, my head got much deeper below the water than I intended. Two ignorant pilgrims, who had joined our party for pro- tection, baptized each other in this filthy water, and sang psalms so loudly and discordantly that we asked them what in the name of wonder they were about, when we discovered that they thought this was the Jordan, and were sorely grieved at their disappoint- ment. We found several shells upon the shore and a small dead fish, but perhaps they had been washed down by the waters of the Jordan or the Kedron : I do not know how this may be. We wandered about for two or three days in this hot, volcanic, and sunken region, and thence proceeded to Jericho. The mountain of Quarantina, the scene of the forty days' temptation of our Saviour, is pierced all over with the caves excavated by the ancient an- chorites, and which look like pigeons' nests. Some of them are in the most extraordinary situations, high up on the face of tremendous precipices. However, I will not attempt to detail the singularities of this wild district ; we visited the chief objects of interest, and a big book that I brought from St. Sabba is en- deared to my recollections by my having constantly made use of it as a pillow in my tent during our wanderings. It was somewhat hard, undoubtedly ; 206 DISCOVERY OF THE Chap. XV. but after a long day's ride it served its purpose very well, and I slept as soundly as if it had been read to me. At two subsequent periods I visited this region, and purchased seven other MSS. from St. Sabba ; among them was the Octoteuch of the tenth, if not the ninth, century, which I esteem one of the most rare and pre- cious volumes of my library. We made a somewhat singular discovery when travelling among the mountains to the east of the Dead Sea, where the ruins of Ammon, Jerash, and Adjeloun well repay the labour and fatigue encoun- tered in visiting them. It was a remarkably hot and sultry day : we were scrambling up the mountain through a thick jungle of bushes and low trees, when I saw before me a fine plum-tree, loaded with fresh blooming plums. I cried out to my fellow-traveller, " Now, then, who will arrive first at the plum-tree ? " and as he caught a glimpse of so refreshing an object, we both pressed our horses into a gallop to see which would get the first plum from the branches. We both arrived at the same moment ; and, each snatching at a fine ripe plum, put it at once into our mouths ; when, on biting it, instead of the cool delicious juicy fruit which we expected, our mouths were filled with a dry bitter dust, and we sat under the tree upon our horses sputtering, and hemming, and doing all we could to be relieved of the nauseous taste of this strange fruit. Chap. XV. APPLE OF THE DEAD SEA. 207 We then perceived, and to my great delight, that we had discovered the famous apple of the Dead Sea, the existence of which has heen doubted and canvassed since the days of Strabo and Pliny, who first described it. Many travellers have given descriptions of other vegetable productions which bear some analogy to the one described by Pliny ; but up to this time no one had met with the thing itself, either upon the spot mentioned by the ancient authors, or elsewhere. I brought several of them to England. They are a kind of gall-nut. I found others afterwards upon the plains of Troy, but there can be no doubt whatever that this is the apple of Sodom to which Strabo and Pliny referred. Some of those which I brought to England were given to the Linnsean Society, who pub- lished an engraving of them, and a description of their vegetable peculiarities, in their ' Transactions ;' but as they omitted to explain the peculiar interest attached to them in consequence of their having been sought for unsuccessfully for above 1500 years, they excited little attention ; though, as the evidence of the truth of what has so long been considered as a vulgar fable, they are fairly to be classed among the most curious productions which have been brought from the Holy Land. 208 PROCESSION OF COPTS. Chap. XVI. CHAPTER XVI. Church of the Holy Sepulchre — Processions of the Copts — The Syrian Maronites and the Greeks — Riotous Behaviour of the Pil- grims — Their immense numbers — The Chant of the Latin Monks — Ibrahim Pasha — The Exhibition of the Sacred Fire — Excitement of the Pilgrims — The Patriarch obtains the Sacred Fire from the Holy Sepulchre — Contest for the Holy Light — Immense sum paid for the privilege of receiving it first — Fatal EflPects of the Heat and Smoke — Departure of Ibrahim Pasha — Horrible Catastrophe — Dreadful Loss of Life among the Pilgrims in their endeavours to leave the Church — Battle with the Soldiers — Our Narrow Escape — Shocking Scene in the Court of the Church — Humane Conduct of Ibrahim Pasha — Superstition of the Pilgrims regard- ing Shrouds — Scallop Shells and Palm Branches — The Dead Muleteer — Moonlight View of the Dead Bodies — The Curse on Jerusalem — Departure from the Holy City. It was on Friday, the 3rd of May, that my com- panions and myself went, about five o'clock in the evening, to the church of the Holy Sepulchre, where we had places assigned us in the gallery of the Latin monks, as well as a good bed-room in their convent. The church was very full, and the numbers kept increasing every moment. We first saw a small procession of the Copts go round the sepulchre, and after them one of the Syrian Maronites. I then went to bed, and at midnight was awakened to see the procession of the Greeks, which was rather errand. By the rules of their Church they are not permitted Chap. XVI. RIOTOUS PILGRIMS. 209 to carry any images, and therefore to make up for this they bore aloft a piece of brocade, upon which was embroidered a representation of the body of our Saviour. This was placed in the tomb, and, after some short time, brought out again and carried into the chapel of the Greeks, when the ceremonies of the night ended ; for there was no procession of the Ar- menians, as the Armenian Patriarch had made an address to his congregation, and had, it was said, explained the falsity of the miracle of the holy fire ; to the excessive astonishment of his hearers, who for centuries have considered an unshakable belief in this yearly wonder as one of the leading articles of their faith. After the Greek procession I went quietly to bed again, and slept soundly till next morning. The behaviour of the pilgrims was riotous in the extreme ; the crowd was so great that many persons actually crawled over the heads of others, and some made pyramids of men by standing on each others' shoulders, as I have seen them do at Astley's. At one time, before the church was so full, they made a race-course round the sepulchre ; and some, almost in a state of nudity, danced about with frantic gestures, yelling and screaming as if they were possessed. Altogether it was a scene of disorder and profana- tion which it is impossible to describe. In consequence of the multitude of people and the quantities of lamps, the heat was excessive, and a steam arose which 210 CHANT OF LATIN MONKS. Chap. XVI. prevented your seeing clearly across the church. But every window and cornice, and every place where a man's foot could rest, excepting the gallery — which was reserved for Ibrahim Pasha and ourselves — appeared to be crammed with people ; for 17,000 pilgrims were said to be in Jerusalem, almost the whole of whom had come to the Holy City for no other reason than to see the sacred fire. After the noise, heat, and uproar which I had wit- nessed from the gallery that overlooked the Holy Sepul- chre, the contrast of the calmness and quiet of my room in the Franciscan convent was very pleasing. The room had a small window which opened upon the Latin choir, where, in the evening, the monks chanted the litany of the Virgin : their fine voices and the beau- tiful simplicity of the ancient chant made a strong impression upon ray mind ; the orderly solemnity of the Roman Catholic vespers showing to great ad- vantage when compared with the screams and tumult of the fanatic Greeks. The next morning a way was made through the crowd for Ibrahim Pasha, by the soldiers with the butt-ends of their muskets, and by the Janissaries with their kourbatches and whips made of a quantity of small rope. The Pasha sat in the gallery, on a divan which the monks had made for him between the two columns nearest to the Greek chapel. They had got up a sort of procession to do him honour, the appear- Chap. XVI. LITANY OF THE VIRGIN. 211 LITANY OF THE VIRGIN, Sung by the Friars .of St. Salvador at Jerusalem. i ^E^ w ;te t=* SEr: 3Zt ri — <-r cr Sane - ta Ma - ter Do - mi - ni — O - ra ^ Pf=FJ m ~cr -Oi- SI e=: 33 s of wi'lconu\ When my servants arrived anil informed them of our recent disappointnu^it, "What!" cried they, *' would they not let you take the books ? Stop a bit, we will soon get them for you !" And away they ran to the series of ladders which hung down another part of the precipice : they would have been up in a minute, for they scrambled like cats; Imt by dint of rnnning after them and shouting we at length got them to come back, and after some considerable ex])endituro of oaths and exclamations, kicking of horses, and load- ing of guns and saddle-bags, we fi>uud ourselves slowly winding our way back towards the valley of the Peneus. After all, what an interesting event it would have been, what a standard anecdote in bibliomaniac history, if I had let my friendly thieves have their own way, and we had stormed the monastery, broken open the Chap. XX. IJY THE llOBBEll ESCORT. 311 secret door of the library, })itched the old librarian over the rocks, and marched oil" in triumph, with a gorgeous manuscript under each arm ! Indeed I must say that under such aggravating circumstances it re- (piired a great exercise of forbearance not to do so, and in the good old times many a castle has been attacked and many a town besieged and pillaged for much slighter causes of offence than those which I had to complain of. 312 RETURN JOURNEY. Chap. XXI. CHAPTER XXI. Return Journey — >"arrow Escape — Consequences of Singing — Arrival at the Khan of Malacash — Agreeable Anecdote — Parting from the Robbers at Mezzovo — A Pilau — Wet Ride to Paramathia — Accident to the Baggage-Mule — Its wonderful Escape — Novel Costume — A Deputation — Return to Corfu. We made our way from the plain and rocks of Meteora by a different path from the one by which we had arrived, and travelled along the north side of the valley of the Peneus ; we kept along the side of the hills, which were covered sometimes with forest and sometimes with a kind of jungle or underwood. During the afternoon of this day, as I was singing away as usual in advance of my party, some one shouted to me from the thicket, but I took no notice of it. However, before I had ridden on many steps a man jumped out of the bush, seized hold of my horse's bridle, and proceeded to draw his pi.stol from his belt, but luckily the lock had got entangled in the shawl which he wore round his waist. I pushed my horse against him, and in a moment one of us would have been shot ; when the appearance of three or four bright gun-barrels in the bushes close by .stopped our pro- ceedings. My men now came running up. Chap. XXI. CONSEQUENCES OF SINGING. 313 " Hallo !" said one of them. " Is that you ? You must not attack this gentleman. He is oui* friend ; he is one of us." " What !" said the man who had stopped me ; " Is that you, Mahommed ? Is that you, Hassan ? AVTiat are you doing here ? How is this ? Is this your friend ? I thought he was a Frank." In short, they explained what kind of brotherhood we had entered into, where we had been, and where we were going, and all about it. I did not under- stand much of their conversation, and in the midst of it the Albanian came up to me with a reproachful air and told me that they said my being stopped was owing to my singing, and making such a noise. " Why, Sir," he added, " can't you ride quietly, with- out letting people know where you are ? Why can't you do as others do, and be still, like a — " " Thief," said I. " Yes, Sir ; or like a quiet traveller. In such trou- blesome times as these, however honest a man may be, he need not try to excite attention." I felt that the advice was good, and practised it occasionally afterwards. In seven hours' time we arrived at the khan of Malacash, where I had slept before ; and my carpet was spread in my old corner. I heard my companions talking earnestly about something, and on asking what it was, I was told that they could not make out p 314 MALACASH — MEZZO VO. Chap. XXI. which room it was where the people had been mur- dered — this room or the outer one. " How was that ?" I inquired. AVhy, some time ago, they said, a party of tra- vellers, people belonging to the country, were attacked by robbers at this khan. One of the party, after he had been plundered, had the imprudence to say that he knew who the thieves were. Upon this the gang, after a short consultation, took the party out, one by one, and cut all their throats in the next room ; and this was before the present disturbed state of the country. Nevertheless, I slept very soundly, my only sorrow being that no tidings came of the two manu- scripts from Meteora. November lltli. — In our journey of this day we crossed the chain of the Pindus by a different pass from the one by which we had traversed it before ; and in the evening we arrived at Mezzovo, where I v.as lodged by a schoolmaster who had a comfortable house. The ceiling of the room where we sat was hung all over with bunches of dried or rather drj-ing grapes. Here I presented each of my escort with a small bundle of piasters. We had become so much pleased with each other in the few days we had been together, that we had quite an affecting parting. Their chief, the red velvet personage fi^om whom I had received the letter which gained me the pleasure of their company, was gone, it appeared, towards Berat ; but Chap. XXI. PARTING FROM ROBBER-ESCORT. 315 they had found some of their companions, with whom they intended to retire to some small place of defence, the name of which I did not make out, where in a few days they expected to be told what they were to do. "Why won't you come with us?" said they. " Don't go back to live in a confined, stupid town, to sit all day in a house, and look out of the window. Go back with us into the mountains, where we know every pass, every rock, and every waterfall : you should command us ; we would get some more men together : we will go wherever you like, and a rare jolly life we will lead." " Gentlemen," said I, " I take your kind offers as highly complimentary to me ; I am proud to think that I have gained so high a place in your estimation. When you see your captain, pray assure him of my friendship, and how much I feel indebted to him for having given me such gallant and faithful guards." The poor fellows were evidently sorry to leave me : one of them, the most active and gay of the whole party, seemed more than half inclined to cry; so, cordially shaking hands with them before the door of the schoolmaster of Mezzovo, we parted, with expres- sions of mutual goodwill. " Thank goodness they are gone !" said the little schoolmaster ; " those palicari are all over the country now ; some belong to one chief, some to another ; some are for Mahmoud Pasha, and some against him ; but p 2 316 MEZZOVO — A PILAU. Chap. XXI. I don't know which party is the worst ; they are all rogues, every one of them, when they have an oppor- tunity — scamps ! sad scamps ! These are hard times for quiet, peaceahly-disposed people. So now, Sir, we will come in, and lock the door, and make up the fire, for the nights are getting cold." " The schoolmaster had a snug fireplace, with a good divan on each side of it, of blue cloth or baize. Tliese divans came close up to the hearth, which, like the divans, was raised two feet above the floor. The good man brought out his little stores of preserves and nmrmalade. He was an old bachelor, and we soon made ourselves very comfortable, one on each side of the fire. We had a famous pilau, made by my " artist,^' and the schoolmaster gave us raisins to put in it — not that they are a necessary part of that excel- lent condiment, but he had not much else to give ; so we flavoured the pilau with raisins, as if it had been a lamb, which, by the by, is the prince of Oriental dishes, and, when stuffed with almonds, raisins, pista- chio nuts, rice, bread-crumbs, pepper and salt, and well roasted, is a dish to set before a king. The schoolmaster, judging of me by the company I kept, never suspected my literary pursuits, and was surprised when I asked him if he knew of anything in that line, and assured him that I had no objection to do a little business in the manuscript way. He said he knew of an old merchant who had a great many Chap. XXI. RIDE TO PARAMATHIA. 317 books, and that to-morrow we would go and see them. Accordingly, the next day we went to see the mer- chant's house ; but his collection was good for nothing ; and after returning for an hour or two to the school- master's hospitable mansion, we got into marching order, and defiled off the village green of Mezzovo. After fording the river thirty-nine times, as we had done before, our jaded steeds at last stood panting under the windows of the doctor at Yanina, whose comfortable house we had left only a few days before. I stayed at Yanina one day, but the Pasha could not see me to hear my account of the protection I had enjoyed from his firman. A messenger had arrived from Constantinople, and the report in the town was that the Pasha would lose his head or his pashalic if he did not put down the disturbances which had arisen in every part of his government. Some said he would escape by bribing the ministers of the Porte ; but as I was no politician I did not trouble myself much on the subject. His Highness, however, was good enough to send me word that he would give me any assistance that I needed. Accordingly, I asked for a teskere for post-horses ; and the next day galloped in ten hours to Paramathia. All day long the rain poured down in torrents, and I waded through the bed of the swollen stream, which usually served for a high-road, I do not know how many times. I was told the dis- tance was about sixty miles ; and it was one of the 318 ACCIDENT TO BAGGAGE-MULE — Chap. XXI. hardest day's riding I ever accomplished ; for there was nothing deserving the name of a road any part of the way ; and the entire day was passed in tearing up and down the rocks or wading in the swollen stream. The rain and the cold compelled us and our horses tQ do our best : in a hot day we could never have accom- plished it. Towards the afternoon, when we were, by computa- tion, about twenty-five miles from Paramathia, as we were proceeding at a trot along a narrow ledge above a stream, the baggage-horse, or mule I think he was, whose halter was tied to the crupper of my horse, sud- denly missed his footing, and fell over the precipice. He caught upon the edge with his fore-feet, the halter supported his head, and my horse immediately stopping, leant with all his might against the wall of rock which rose above us, squeezing my left leg between it and the saddle. The noise of the wind and rain, and the dashing of the torrent underneath, prevented my ser- vants hearing my shouts for assistance. I was the last of the party ; and I had the pleasure of seeing all my company trotting on, rising in their stirrups, and bump- ing along the road before me, unconscious of anything having occurred to check their progress towards the journey's end. It was so bad a day that no one thought of anything but getting on. Every man for himself was the order of the day. I could not dismount, be- cause my left leg was squeezed so tightly against the Chap. XXI. ITS WONDERFUL ESCAPE. 319 rock, that I every moment expected the bone to snap. My horse's feet were projected towards the edge of the precipice, and in this way he snpported the fallen mule, who endeavoured to retain his hold with his chin and his ^fore-legs. There we were — the mule's eyeballs almost starting out of his head, and all his muscles quivering with the exertion. At last something cracked : the staple in the back of my saddle gave way ; off flew the crupper, and I thought at first my horse's tail was gone with it. The baggage-mule made one desperate scrambling effort, but it was of no use, and down he v.ent, over and over among the crashing bushes far beneath, until at length he fell with a loud splash into the waters of the stream. Some of the people hearing the noise made by the falling mule, turned round and came back to see what was the matter ; and, horse and men, we all craned our necks over the edge to see what had become of our companion. There he was in the river, with nothing but his head above the water. With some difficulty we made oiu" way down to the edge of the torrent. The mule kept looking at us very quietly all the while till we got close to him, when the muleteer proceeded to assist him by banging him on the head vdth a great branch of a tree, upon which he took to struggling and scram- bling, and at last, to the surprise of all, came out apparently unhurt, at least with no bones broken. The men looked him over, walked him about, gave him 320 PARAMATHIA. Chap. XXI. a kick or two by way of asking him how he was, and then placing his load upon him again, we pursued our journey. Before dark we arrived at Paramathia, and went straight to the house where we had been so hospitably received before. We crawled up like so many drowned rats into the upper rooms, where we were met by the whole troop of ladies giggling, screaming, and talking, as if they had never stopped since we left them a week before. When the baggage came to be undone, alas ! what a wreck was there ! The coffee and the sugar and the shirts had formed an amalgam ; mud, shoes, and cambric handkerchiefs all came out together ; not a thing was dry. The only consolation was that the beautiful illuminated manuscripts of Meteora had not participated in this dirty deluge. I was wet to the skin, and my boots were full of water. In this dilemma I asked if our hosts could not lend me something to put on until some of my own clothes could be dried. The ladies were full of pity and compassion ; but unfortunately all the men were from home, not having returned from their daily occu- pations in the bazaar, and their clothes could not be got at. At last the good-humoured young bride, see- ing that wherever I stood there was always, in a couple of minutes' time, a puddle upon the floor, entered into an animated consultation with the other ladies, and before long they brought me a shirt, and an immense Chap. XXI. NOVEL COSTUME — A DEPUTATION. 321 garment it was, like an English surplice, embroidered in gay colours down the seams. The fair bride con- tributed the white capote, which I remembered on my former visit, and a girdle. I soon donned this extem- pore costume. My wet clothes were taken to a great fire, which was lit for the purpose in another room, and I proceeded to dry my hair with a long narrow towel, its ends heavy with gold embroidery, which one of the ladies warmed for me, and twisted round my head in the way usual in the Turkish bath — a method of drying the head well known in most eastern towns, and which saves a great deal of trouble and exertion in rubbing and brushing according to the European method. I had ensconced myself in the corner of the divan, having nothing else in the way of clothes beyond what I have mentioned, and was employed in looking at one of my feet, which I had stuck out for the purpose, ad- miring it in all its pristine beauty, for there were no spare slippers to be had, when the curtain was suddenly lifted from over the door, and my servant rushed in and told me with a troubled voice, that the authorities of Paramathia, grieved at their remissness on the former occasion, had presented themselves to compli- ment me on my arrival in their town, and had brought me a present of tobacco or something, I forget what, in testimony of their anxiety to show their good-will and respect to so distinguished a personage as myself. " Don't let them in ! " I exclaimed. " Tell them I p3 322 PARAMATHIA — A DEPUTATION. Chap. XXl, will receive them to-morrow. Say anything, but only keep them out." But this was more than my servants could accomplish. My friends at Corfu had sent letters explaining the prodigious honour conferred upon the whole province of Albania by my presence, so that nothing could stop them, and in walked a file of grave elders in long gowns, one or two in stately fur pelisses, which I envied them very much. They took very little notice of me, as I sat screwed up in the corner, and all, ranging themselves upon the divan on the opposite side of the room, sat in solemn silence, looking at me out of the corners of their eyes, whenever they thought they could do so without my perceiving it. My servant stood in the middle of the room to in- terpret ; and after he had remained there a prodigious while, as it seemed to me, the most venerable of the old gentlemen at last said, " I am Signor Dimitri So- and-so ; this is Signor Anastasi So-and-so ; this gentle- man is uncle to the master of the house ; and so on. We are come to pay our respects to the noble and illus- trious Englishman who passed through this place before. Pray have the goodness to signify our arrival to his Excellency, and say that we are v/aiting here to have the honour of offering him our services. Where is the respected milordos?" Although I could not speak Romaic, yet I understood it sufficiently to know what the old gentleman was saying ; and great was their Chap. XXI. RETURN TO CORFU. 323 surprise and admiration when they found that the un- happy and very insufficiently-clothed little fellow in the corner was the illustrious milordos himself. The said milordos had now to explain how all his baggage had been upset over a precipice, and that he was not exactly prepared to receive so distinguished a party. After mutual apologies, which ended in a good laugh all round, pipes and coffee were brought in. The visit of ceremony was concluded in as dignified a manner as circumstances would permit ; and they went away con- vinced that I must be a very great man in my own country, as I did not get up more than a few inches to salute them, either on their entry or departure — a most undue assumption of dignity on my part which I sin- cerely regretted, but which the state of my costume rendered absolutely necessary. November 16th. — The morning of the following day was bright and clear. I procured fresh horses, and galloped in six hours to the sea at Gominiza. A small vessel was riding at anchor near the shore, whose captain immediately closed with the offer of four dollars to carry me over to Corfu. I was soon on board ; and, creeping into a small three-cornered hole under the half-deck, to which I gained access by a hatchway about a foot and a half square, I rolled myself up upon some ropes, and fell asleep at once. It seemed as if I had not been asleep an instant, when my servant, putting his head into the square aperture above, said, " Signore 324 CORFU. Chap. XXI. siamo qui." "Yes," said I, "but where is that? What! are we really at Corfu?" I popped my head out of the trap, and there we were sure enough — my fatigue of the day before having made me sleep so soundly that I had been perfectly unconscious of the duration of the voyage ; and I landed on the quay con- gratulating myself on having accomplished the most dangerous and most rapid expedition that it ever was my fortune to undertake. MONASTERIES OF THE LEYANT. PART IV. MOUNT ATHOS. ( 327 ) THE MONASTERIES OF MOUNT ATHOS. CHAPTER XXII. Constantinople^ — The Patriarch's Palace — The Plague, Anecdotes, Superstitions — The Two Jews — Interview with the Patriarch — Ceremonies of Reception — The Patriarch's Misconception as to the Archbishop of Canterbury — He addresses a Firman to the Monks of Mount Athos • — Preparations for Departure — The Ugly Greek Interpreter — Mode of securing his Fidelity. I HAD been for some time enjoying the hospitality of Lord and Lady Ponsonby at the British palace at Therapia, when I determined to put into execution a project I had long entertained of examining the libraries in the monasteries of Mount Athos. As no traveller had been there since the days of Dr. Clarke, I could obtain but little information about the place before I left England. But the Archbishop of Canter- bury was kind enough to give me a letter to the Patri- arch of Constantinople, in which he requested liim to furnish me with any facilities in his power in my researches among the Greek monasteries which owned his sway. Armed with this valuable document, one day in the spring of the year 1837 I started in a caique with 328 THE PATRIARCH S PALACE. ('Imp. XXII. some !2;iMi(lcMiuMi of tin* iMiibassv, .-uid procc^'dt'd to tlio palace of the r«triarch in ihc Faiiar — a part of (.^on- stantinoplo situatoil botwciMi tlio anciont city wall and tlio ])ort so \\c\\ known by its iiauio of tlio (JoldtMi Horn. Tlio l'';niar dcu's not dorivo its appollation from till' word fan.ir, a l.uitorn or liglitlionso, but from the two words Jena ?/<'/•, u bad j)laco ; for it is in a low, dirty situation, whero only tbo concpuMrd Crocks wore pi'miittiMl to rosido iunnodiatoly aftor tho couiiuost of tboir metropolis by the ISultau iMa- lionnuod II. 'I'ho pahu'o is a largo, dilapiilalod, shabby - looking building, obiotly of Mood j)aintoil black ; it stands in an 0])ou cunu't or yard on a stoop slope, and looks out over sonio lower bouses to tlio (iioldon Horn ami tbo bills of l\M-a anddlalata be- yond.* After waiting a little >vlnlo in a largi\ dirty ante- room, during wliiob time there was a sentUing and running np and down of priests and deaeons, who wore surprised ami ptM-liajJs a littK' alarnuHl at a visit from * On Miiothcr occasion soiuo yciir.s »r(orA>nrils, 1 mils vniliii}:; in tlio Sivuic place, when 1 wnntloroil into the now I'atriHrclial clinrcli wliich opens on this eonrt. : ■wliilo 1 stood tlu'vo, a corpse was l>i-onp;ht in on n bier, followed hy many persons, who I suiiposo wero the relations and friends of tho deceased. After the funeral service had been road by a priest, every person in tlio church went up to tho bier and kissed the dead man's hand and forehead : this is the u.sual custom, and an nfl'ectiuf? one to see when friends bid friends a last farewell. IJntlhis man had died of some foarfnl and horrible disease, perhaps the phiguo, which tlirouf^h this horrid means may have been distributed to half tlio congregation. Chaj). XXII. AiiMKMAN VLAdi \;-i><><:r<>n. ',',2U hO tiiiiiici-ri- eern(;d ; hiit, ;is tlieir clotlicH will convey tlir; infection, tli(!y ;in; ;iH d.-in^.atron.s jih otiiers to their iieifjhhonrH. 'j'li(!r(: w;i;s an old Ann(^ni;ui, who, wlxitlier Ik; eori- HJderod liiniHelf invulrierahle, or whether poverty ;ind inlHf'ortune uiad(! hirn njckh^HH, I do not know ; hnt Ik; Kct up as a |)l;ijrue-doet,or, and visited and tonched tliOHe who w(;r(! wtricken with the pciHtilence. When- ever lie cjune down the Kt,r(;et, every oik; woidd st-irt UHide and give; him thr(!(! or four ynrds' wpaee at least. Soru(;tiuieH he had men who w;ilked hefore him and (•ri(;d to the people to get out of th(! way. As tliof, or, as the Italian hath it, Monte Santo. Before long I received visits from divers holy brethren, being those who held offices in the monas- tery under my lord the agoumenos, and there was no end to the civilities which passed between us. At last 358 HISTORY OF THE MONASTERY. Chap. XXIV. they all departed, and towards evening I went out and walked about; those monks whom I met either opening their eyes and mouths, and standing still, or else bowing profoundly and going through the whole series of gesticulations which are practised towards persons of superior rank ; for the poor monks never having seen a stranger before, or at least a Frank, did not know what to make of me, and according to their various degrees of intellect treated me with respect or astonishment. But Greek monks are not so ill-mannered as an English mob, and therefore they did not run after me, but only stared and crossed themselves as the unknown animal passed by. I will now, from the information I received from the monks and my own observation, give the best account I can of this extensive and curious monastery. It was founded by an Emperor Nicephorus, but what particular Nicephorus he was nobody knew. Nice~ phorus, the treasurer, got into trouble with Charle- magne on one side, and Haroun al Raschid on the other, and was killed by the Bulgarians in 811. Nicephorus Phocas was a great captain, a mighty man of valour ; who fought with everybody, and frightened the Cahph at the gates of Bagdad, but did good to no one ; and at length became so disagreeable that his wife had him murdered in 969. Nicephorus Botoniates, by the help of Alexius Comnenus, caught and put out the eyes of his rival Nicephorus Bryennius, whose Chap. XXIV. RULES OF THE ORDER OF ST. BASIL. 359 son married that celebrated blue-stocking Anna Comnena. However, Nicephorus Botoniatcs having quarrelled with Alexius Comnenus, that great man kicked him out and reigned in his stead, and Botoniates took refuge in this monastery, which, as I make out, he had founded some time before. He came here about the year 1081, and took the vows of a kaloyeri, or Greek monk. This word kaloyeri means a good old man. All the monks of Mount Athos follow the rule of St. Basil : indeed, all Greek monks are of this order. They are ascetics, and their discipline is most severe : they never eat meat, fish they have on feast-days ; but on fast- days, which are above a hundred in the year, they are not allowed any animal substance or even oil ; their prayers occupy eight hours in the day, and about two during the night, so that they never enjoy a real night's rest. They never sit down during prayer, but as the services are of extreme length they are allowed to rest their arms on the elbows of a sort of stalls without seats, which are found in all Greek churches, and at other times they lean on a crutch. A crutch of this kind, of silver, richly ornamented, forms the patriarchal staff: irarpnCa- 360 FOUNDATION OF THE MONASTERY. Chap. XXIV. it is called the patritza, and answers to the crosier of the Roman bishops. Bells are not used to call the fraternity to prayers, but a long piece of board, sus- pended by two strings, is struck with a mallet. Some- times, instead of the wooden board, a piece of iron, like part of the tire of a wheel, is used for this purpose. Bells are rung only on occasions of rejoicing, or to show respect to some great personage, and on the great feasts of the church. The accompanying sketches will explain the forms of the patriarchal staflf, the board, and the iron bar. TOKjxaK, a hammer, in Turkish. The latter are called in Romaic avuxxy^poi, a word derived from a'niMaaox.roufxu.i, to gather together. According to Johannes Comnenus, who visited Mount Athos in 1701, and whose works are quoted in Montfaucon, ' Paleographia Grseca,' page 452, St. Laura was founded by Nicephorus Phocas, and re- Chap. XXIV. DESCRIPTION OF THE MONASTERY. 361 stored by Neagulus, AVaywode of Bescarabia. The buildings consist of a thick and lofty wall of stone, which encompasses an irregular space of ground of between three and four acres in extent ; there is only one entrance, a crooked passage defended by three separate iron doors ; the front of the building on the side of the entrance extends about five hundred feet. There is no attempt at external architecture, but only this plain wall ; the few windows which look out from it belong to rooms which are built of wood and project over the top of the wall, being supported upon strong beams like brackets. At the south-west corner of the building there is a large square tower, which formerly contained a printing -press : but this press was destroyed by the Turkish soldiers during the late Greek revolution ; and at the same time they carried off certain old cannons, which stood upon the battlements, but which were more for show than use, for the monks had never once ventured to fire them off during the long period they had been there ; and my question, as to when they were brought there originally, was answered by the universal and regular answer of the Levant, " n £^s(2^o — Qui sa ? — who knows ? " The interior of the monastery consists of several small courts and two large open spaces surrounded with buildings, which have open galleries of wood or stone before them, by means of which entrance is gained into the various apartments, which now affbrd lodging for R 362 PAINTING OF THE LAST JUDGMENT. Chap. XXIV. one hundred and twenty monks, and there is room for many more. These two large courts are built without any regularity, but their architecture is exceedingly curious, and in its style closely resembles the buildings erected in Constantinople between the fifth and the twelfth century : a sort of Byzantine, of which St. Marc's in Venice is the finest specimen in Europe. It bears some affinity to the Lombardic or Roman- esque, only it is more Oriental in its style ; the chapel of the ancient palace of Palermo is more in the style of the buildings on Mount Athos than any- thing else in Christendom that I remember ; but the ceilings of that chapel are regularly arabesque, whereas those on Mount Athos are flat with painted beams, like the Italian basilicas, excepting where they are arched or domed ; and in those cases there is little or no mosaic, but only coarse paintings in fresco representing saints in the conventional Greek style of superlative ugliness. In the centre of each of these two large courts stands a church of moderate size, each of which has a porch with thin marble columns before the door ; the interior walls of the porches are covered .with paintings of saints and also of the Last Judgment, which, indeed, is constantly seen in the porch of every church. In these pictures, which are often of immense size, the artists evidently took much more pains to represent the uncouthness of the devils than the Chap. XXIV. PAINTING OF THE LAST JUDGMENT. 363 beauty of the angels, who, in all these ancient frescos, are a very hard-favoured set. The chief devil is very big ; he is the hero of the scene, and is always marvellously hideous, with a great mouth and long teeth, with which he is usually gnawing two or three sinners, who, to judge from the expression of his face, must be very nauseous articles of food. He stands up to his middle in a red pool which is intended for fire, and wherein numerous little sinners are dis- porting themselves like fish in all sorts of attitudes, but without looking at all alarmed or unhappy. On one side of the picture an angel is weighing a few in a pair of scales, and others are capering about in com- pany with some smaller devils, who evidently lead a merry life of it. The souls of the blessed are seated in a row on a long hard bench very high up in the picture ; these are all old men with beards ; some are covered with hair, others richly clothed, anchorites and princes being the only persons elevated to the bench. They have good stout glories round their heads, which in rich churches are gilt, and in the poorer ones are painted yellow, and look like large straw hats. These personages are severe and grim of countenance, and look by no means comfortable or at home ; they each hold a large book, and give you the idea that ex- cept for the honour of the thing they would be much happier in company with the wicked little sinners and merry imps in the crimson lake below. This II 2 364 PAINTING OF THE LAST JUDGMENT. Chap. XXIV. picture of the Last Judgment is as much conventional as the portraits of the saints ; it is almost always the same, and a correct representation of a part of it is to be seen in the last print of the rare volume of the Monte Santo di Dio, which contains the three earliest engravings known : it would almost appear that the print must have been copied from one of these ancient Greek frescos. It is difficult to conceive how any one, even in the dark ages, can have been simple enough to look upon these quaint and absurd paintings with feel- ings of religious awe ; but some of the monks of the Holy Mountain do so even now, and were evidently scandalized when they saw me smile. This is, however, only one of the numberless instances in which, owing to the differences of education and circumstances, men look upon the same thing with awe or pity, with ridicule or veneration.* * Ridiculous as these pictorial representations of the Last Judgment appear to us, one of them was the cause of a whole nation's embracing Christianity. Bogoris, king of Bulgaria, having written to Constan- tinople for a painter to decorate the walls of his palace, a monk named Methodius was sent to him — all knowledge of the arts in those days being confined to the clergy. The king desired Methodius to paint on a certain wall the most terrible picture that he could ima- gine; and, by the advice of the king's sister, who had embraced Christianity some years before whilst in captivity at Constantinople, the monastic artist produced so fearful a representation of the tor- ments of the condemned in the next world, that it had the effect of converting Bogoris to the Christian faith. In consequence of this event the Patriarch of Constantinople despatched a bishop to Bul- garia, who baptized the king by the name of Michael in the year I Chap. XXIV. EARLY GREEK PICTURES. 365 The interior of the principal church in this monas- tery is interesting fi-om the numher of early Greek pictures which it contains, and which are hung on the walls of the apsis behind the altar. They are almost all in silver frames, and are painted on wood ; most of them are small, being not more than one or two feet square ; the back-ground of all of them is gilt , and in many of them this back-ground is formed of plates of silver or gold. One small painting is ascribed to St. Luke, and several have the frames set with jewels, and are of great antiquity. In front of the altar, and suspended from the two columns nearest to the jxovoo-Taffis — the screen which, like the veil of the temple, conceals the holy of holies from the gaze of the profane — are two pictures larger than the rest : the one represents our Saviour, the other the Blessed Virgin. Except the faces they are entirely covered over with plates of silver-gilt ; and the whole of both pictures, as well as their frames, is richly ornamented with a kind of coarse golden fdigree, set with large turquoises, agates, and cornelians. These very curious productions of early art were presented to the monastery by the Emperor Andronicus Paleo- logus, whose portrait, with that of his Empress, is represented on the silver frame. 86.5. Before long his loyal subjects, following the example of their sovereign, were converted also; and Christianity from that period became the religion of the land. 366 VALUABLE RELIQUARY. Chap. XXIV . The floor of this church, and of the one which stands in the centre of the other court, is paved with rich coloured marbles. The relics are preserved in that division of the church which is behind the altar ; their number and value is much less than formerly, as during the revolution, when the Holy Mountain was under the rule of Aboulabout Pasha, he squeezed all he could out of the monks of this and all the other monasteries. However, as no Turk is a match for a Greek, they managed to preserve a great deal of ancient church plate, some of which dates as far back as the days of the Roman emperors, for few of the Christian successors of Constantine failed to offer some little bribe to the saints in order to obtain pardon for the desperate manner in which they passed their lives. Some of these pieces of plate are well worthy the attention of antiquarians, being probably the most ancient specimens of art in goldsmith's work now extant ; and as they have remained in the several monasteries ever since the piety of their donors first sent them there, their authenticity cannot be questioned, besides which many of them are extremely magnificent and beautiful. The most valuable reliquary of St. Laura is a kind of triptic, about eighteen inches high, of pure gold, a present from the Emperor Nicephorus, the founder of the abbey. The front represents a pair of folding- doors, each set with a double row of diamonds (the most ancient specimens of this stone that I have seen), Chap. XXIV. THE REFECTORY. 367 emeralds, pearls, and rubies as large as sixpences. When the doors are opened a large piece of the holy cross, splendidly set with jewels, is displayed in the centre, and the insides of the two doors and the whole surface of the reliquary are covered with engraved figures of the saints stuck full of precious stones. This beautiful shrine is of Byzantine workmanship, and, in its way, is a superb work of art. The refectory of the monastery is a large square build- ing, but the dining-room which it contains is in the form of a cross, about one hundred feet in length each way ; the walls are decorated with fresco pictures of the saints, who vie with each other in the hard-favoured aspect of their bearded faces ; they are tall and meagre full-length figures as large as life, each having his name inscribed on the picture. Their chief interest is in their accurate representation of the clerical costume. The dining-tables, twenty-four in number, are so many solid blocks of masonry, with heavy slabs of marble on the top ; they are nearly semicircular in shape, with the flat side away from the wall ; a wide marble bench runs round the circular part of them in this form. A row of these tables extend down each side of the hall, and at the upper end in a semicir- cular recess is a high table for the superior, who only dines here on great occasions. The refectory being square on the outside, the intermediate 368 NUMEROUS SMALL CHAPELS. Chap. XXIV. spaces between the arms of the cross are occupied by the bakehouse, and the wine, oil, and spirit cellars ; for although the monks eat no meat, they drink famously ; and the good St. Basil having flourished long before the age of Paracelsus, inserted nothing in his rules against the use of ardent spirits, whereof the monks imbibe a considerable quantity, chiefly bad arrack ; but it does not seem to do them any harm, and I never heard of their overstepping the bounds of sobriety. Besides the two churches in the great courts, which are shaded by ancient cypresses, there are twenty smaller chapels, distributed over different parts of the monastery, in which prayers are said on certain days. The monks are now in a more flourishing condition than they have been for some years ; and as they trust to the continuance of peace and order in the dominions of the Sultan, they are beginning to repair the injuries they suffered during the revolution, and there is altogether an air of improvement and opulence throughout the establishment. I wandered over the courts and galleries and chapels of this immense building in every direction, asking questions respecting those things which I did not understand, and receiving the kindest and most civil attention from every one. In front of the door of the largest church a dome, curiously painted and gilt in the interior, and supported by four columns, protects a fine marble vase ten feet in Chap. XXIV, NO FE3IALES ON MOUNT ATHOS. 369 diameter, with a fountain in it ; in this magnificent basin the holy water is consecrated with great cere- mony on the feast of the Epiphany.* I was informed that no female animal of any sort or kind is admitted on any part of the peninsula of Mount Athos ; and that since the days of Constantino the soil of the Holy Mountain had never been con- taminated by the tread of a woman's foot. That this rigid law is infringed by certain small and active creatures who have the audacity to bring their wives and large families within the very precincts of the monastery I soon discovered to my sorrow, and heartily regretted that the stern monastic law was not more rigidly enforced ; nevertheless, I slept well on my divan, and the next morning at sunrise received a visit from the agoumenos, who came to wish me good day. After some conversation on other matters, I inquired about the library, and asked permission to view its contents. The agoumenos declared his willingness to show me everything that the monastery contained. " But first," said he, " I wish to present you with something excellent for your breakfast ; and * In the early ages of the Greek church the Epiphany was a day of very great solemnity ; for not only was the adoration of the Magi celebrated on the 6th of January, but also the changing of the water into wine at the marriage at Cana, the baptism, and even the birth of our Lord. On this day the holy water is blessed in the Greek church, by throwing a small cross into it, or otherwise by holding over it the cross, with a handle attached to it, which is used by the Greek clergy in the act of benediction. R 3 370 A SAVOURY MESS. Chap. XXIV. from the special good will that I bear towards so distinguished a guest I shall prepare it with my own hands, and will stay to see you eat it ; for it is really an admirable dish, and one not presented to all persons." " Well," thought I, "a good breakfast is not a bad thing ;" and the fresh momitain-air and the good night's rest had given me an appetite ; so I expressed my thanks for the kind hospitality of my lord abbot, and he, sitting down opposite to me on the divan, proceeded to prepare his dish. " This," said he, producing a shallow basin half-full of a white paste, " is the principal and most savoury part of this famous dish ; it is composed of cloves of garlic, pounded down, with a certain quantity of sugar. With it I will now mix the oil in just proportions, some shreds of fine cheese [it seemed to be of the white acid kind, which resembles what is called caccia cavallo in the south of Italy, and which almost takes the skin off your fingers, I believe] and sundry other nice little condiments, and now it is completed ! " He stirred the savoury mess round and round with a large wooden spoon until it sent forth over room and passage and cell, over hill and valley, an aroma which is not to be described. " Now," said the agoumenos, crumbling some bread into it with his large and some- what dirty hands, " this is a dish for an emperor I Eat, my friend, my much-respected guest ; do not be shy. Eat ; and when you have finished the bowl you Chap. XXIV. A DREADFUL SCRAPE. 371 shall go into the library and anywhere else you like ; but you shall go nowhere till I have had the pleasure of seeing you do justice to this delicious food, which, I can assure you, you will not meet with everywhere." I was sorely troubled in spirit. Who covild have expected so dreadful a martyrdom as this ? The sour apple of the hermit down below was nothing — a trifle in comparison ! Was ever an unfortunate bibliomaniac dosed with such a medicine before ? It would have been enough to have cured the whole Roxburghe Club from meddling with libraries and books for ever and ever. I made every endeavour to escape this honour. " My Lord," said I, " it is a fast ; I cannot this morning do justice to this delicious viand ; it is a fast ; I am under a vow. Englishmen must not eat that dish in this month. It would be wrong ; my con- science won't permit it, though the odour certainly is most wonderful ! Truly an astonishing savour ! Let me see you eat it, O agoumenos ! " continued I ; " for behold, I am unworthy of anything so good." " Excellent and virtuous young man ! " said the agou- menos, "no, I will not eat it. I will not deprive you of this treat. Eat it in peace; for know, that to travellers all such vows are set aside. On a journey it is permitted to eat all that is set before you, unless it is meat that is oflfered to idols. I admire your scruples: but be not afraid, it is lawful. Take it, my honoured friend, and eat it : eat it all, and then 372 THE LIBRARY. Chap. XXIV. we will go into the library." He put the bowl into one of my hands and the great wooden spoon into the other : and in desperation I took a gulp, the recol- lection of which still makes me tremble. What was to be done ? Another mouthful was an impossibility : not all my ardour in the pursuit of manuscripts could give me the necessary courage. I was overcome with sorrow and despair. My servant saved me at last : he said "that English gentlemen never ate such rich dishes for breakfast, from religious feelings, he believed ; but he requested that it might be put by, and he was sure I should like it very much later in the day." The agoumenos looked vexed, but he applauded my principles ; and just then the board sounded for church. " I must be off, excellent and worthy English lord," said he ; " I will take you to the library, and leave you the key. Excuse my attend- ance on you there, for ray presence is required in the church." So I got off better than I expected ; but the taste of that ladleful stuck to me for days. 1 followed the good agoumenos to the library, where he left me to my own devices. The library is contained in two small rooms looking into a narrow court, which is situated to the left of the great court of entrance. One room leads to the other, and the books are disposed on shelves in tolerable order, but the dust on their venerable heads had not been disturbed for many years, and it took me some Chap. XXIV. THE LIBRARY. 373 time to make out what they were, for m old Greek libraries few volumes have any title written on the back. I made out that there were in all about five thousand volumes, a very large collection, of which about four thousand were printed books ; these were mostly divinity, but among them there were several fine Aldine classics and the editio princeps of the Anthologia in capital letters. The nine hundred manuscripts consisted of six hundred volumes written upon paper and three hundred on vellum. With the exception of four volumes, the former were all divinity, principally liturgies and books of prayer. Those four volumes were Homer's ' Iliad' and Hesiod, neither of which were very old, and two curious and rather early manuscripts on botany, full of rudely drawn figures of herbs. These were probably the works of Dioscorides ; they were not in good condition, having been much studied by the monks in former days: they were large, thick quartos. Among the three hundred manuscripts on vellum there were many large folios of the works of St. Chrysostom and other Greek fathers of the church of the eleventh and twelfth centuries, and about fifty copies of the Gospels and the Evangelistarium of nearly the same age. One Evangelistarium was in fine uncial letters of the ninth century ; it was a thick quarto, and on the first leaf was an illumination the whole size of the page on a gold background, representing the donor of the book 374 THE LIBRARY. Chap. XXIV. accompanied by his wife. This ancient portrait was covered over with a piece of gauze. It was a very remarkable manuscript. There were one quarto and one duodecimo of the Acts, Epistles, and Apocalypse of the eleventh century, and one folio of the book of Job, which had several miniatures in it badly executed in brilliant colours ; this was probably of the twelfth century. These three manuscripts were such volumes as are not often seen in European libraries. All the rest were anthologia and books of prayer, nor did I meet with one single leaf of a classic author on vellum. I went into the library several times, and looked over all the vellum manuscripts very carefully, and I believe that I did not pass by unnoticed anything which was particularly interesting in point of subject, antiquity, or illumination. Several of the copies of the Gospels had their titles ornamented with arabesques, but none struck me as being peculiarly valuable. The twenty-one monasteries of Mount Athos are subjected to different regulations. In some the pro- perty is at the absolute disposal of the agoumenos for the time being, but in the larger establishments (and St. Laura is the second in point of consequence) every- thing belongs to the monks in common. Such being the case, it was hopeless to expect, in so large a com- munity, that the brethren should agree to part with any of their valuables. Indeed, as soon as I found out how affairs stood within the walls of St. Laura, I Chap. XXIV, LEAVE ST. LAURA. 375 did not attempt to purchase anything, as it was not advisable to excite the curiosity of the monks upon the subject ; nor did I wish that the report should be circulated in the other convents that I was come to Mount Athos for the purpose of rifling their libraries. I remained at St. Laura three days, and on a beau- tiful fresh morning, being provided by the monks with mules and a guide, I left the good agoumenos and sallied forth through the three iron gates on my way to the monastery of Caracalla. Our road lay through some of the most beautiful scenery imagin- able. The dark blue sea was on my right at about two miles distance ; the rocky path over which I passed was of white alabaster with brown and yellow veins ; odoriferous evergreen shrubs were all around me ; and on my left were the lofty hills covered with a dense forest of gigantic trees, which extended to the base of the great white marble peak of the moun- tain. Between our path and the sea there was a suc- cession of narrow valleys and gorges, each one more picturesque than the other; sometimes we were en- closed by high and dense bushes; sometimes we opened upon forest glades, and every here and there we came upon long and narrow ledges of rock. On one of the narrowest and loftiest of these, as I was trotting merrily along thinking of nothing but the beauty of the hour and the scene, my mule stopped short in a place where the path was about a foot wide, 376 MONASTERY OF CARACALLA. Chap. XXIV. and, standing upon three legs, proceeded deliberately to scratch his nose with the fourth. I was too old a mountain traveller to have hold of the bridle, which was safely belayed to the pack-saddle ; I sat still for fear of making him lose his balance, and waited in very considerable trepidation until the mule had done scratching his nose. I was at the time half inclined to think that he knew he had a heretic upon his back, and had made up his mind to send me and himself smashing down among the distant rocks. If so, how- ever, he thought better of it, and before long, to my great contentment, we came to a place where the road had two sides to it instead of one, and after a ride of five hours we arrived before the tall square tower which frowns over the gateway of the monastery of Caracalla. Chap. XXV. MONASTERY OF CARACALLA. 377 CHAPTER XXV. The Monastery of Caracalla — Its beautiful Situation — Hospitable Reception — Description of the Monastery — Legend of its Foundation — The Church — Fine Specimens of Ancient Jewellery — The Library — The Value attached to the Books by the Abbot — He agrees to sell some of the MSS. — Monastery of Philotheo — The Great Monastery of Iveron ^ History of its Foundation — Its Magnificent Library — Ignorance of the Monks — Superb MSS. — The Monks refuse to part with any of the MSS. — Beauty of the Scenery of Mount Athos. The monastery of Caracalla is not so large as St. Laura, and in many points resembles an ancient Gothic castle. It is beautifully situated on a pro- montory of rock two miles from the sea, and viewed from the lofty ground by which we approached it, the buildings had a most striking effect, with the dark blue sea for a background and the lofty rock of Samotraki looming in the distance, whilst the still more remote mountains of Roumelia closed in the picture. As for the island of Samotraki, it must have been created solely for the benefit of artists and admirers of the picturesque, for it is fit for nothing else. It is high and barren, a congeries of gigantic precipices and ridges. I suppose one can land upon it somewhere, for people live on it who are said to be arrant pirates ; but as one passes by it at sea, its interminable ribs of 378 MONASTERY OF CARACALLA. Chap. XXV. grey rock, with the waves lashing against them, are dreary -looking in the extreme ; and it is only when far distant that it becomes a beautiful object. I sent in my servant as ambassador to explain that the first cousin, once removed, of the Emperor of all the Franks was at the gate, and to show the letter of the Greek patriarch. Incontinently the agoumenos made his appearance at the porch with many expressions of welcome and goodwill. I believe it was longer than the days of his life since a Frank had entered the convent, and I doubt whether he had ever seen one before, for he looked so disappointed when he found that I had no tail or horns, and barring his glorious long beard, that I was so little dijfferent from himself. We made many speeches to each other, he in heathen Greek and I in English, seasoned with innumerable bows, gesticulations, and temenahs ; after which I jumped off my mule and we entered the precincts of the monastery, attended by a long train of bearded fathers who came out to stare at me. The monastery of Caracalla covers about one acre of ground ; it is surrounded with a high strong wall, over which appear roofs and domes ; and on the left of the great square tower, near the gate, a range of rooms, built of wood, project over the battlements as at the monastery of St. Laura. Within is a large irregular court-yard, in the centre of which stands the church, and several httle chapels or rooms fitted up as Chap. XXV. FOUNDATION OF CARACALLA. 379 places of worship are scattered about in different parts of the building among the chambers inhabited by the monks. I found that this was the uniform arrange- ment in all the monasteries of Mount Athos and in nearly all Greek monasteries in the Levant. This monastery was founded by Caracallos, a Roman : who he was, or when he lived, I do not know ; but from its appearance this must be a very ancient establishment. By Roman, perhaps, is meant Greek, for Greece is called Roumeli to this day ; and the Constantino- politans called themselves Romans in the old time, as in Persia and Koordistan the Sultan is called Roomi Padischah, the Roman Emperor, by those whose edu- cation and general attainments enable them to make mention of so distant and mysterious a potentate. Afterwards Petrus, Authentes or Waywode of Moldavia, sent his protospaithaire, that is his chief swordsman or commander-in-chief, to found a monastery on the Holy Mountain, and supplied him with a sum of money for the purpose ; but the chief swordsman, after expending a very trivial portion of it in building a small tower on the sea-shore, pocketed the rest and returned to court. The waywode having found out what he had been at, ordered his head to be cut off; but he prayed so earnestly to be allowed to keep his head and rebuild the monastery of Caracalla out of his own money, that his master consented. The new church was dedicated to St. Peter and St. Paul, and 380 THE CHURCH. Chap. XXV. untimately the ex-chief swordsman prevailed upon the waywode to come to Caracalla and take the vows. They both assumed the same name of Pachomius, and died in the odour of sanctity. All this, and many more legends, was I told by the worthy agoumenos, who was altogether a most excellent person ; but he had an unfortunate habit of selecting the most windy places for detailing them, an open archway, the top of an external staircase, or the parapet of a tower, until at last he chilled my curiosity down to zero. In all his words and acts he constantly referred to brother Joasaph, the second in command, to whose superior wisdom he always seemed to bow, and who was quite the right-hand man of the abbot. My friend first took me to the church, which is of moderate size, the walls ornamented with stiff fresco pictures of the saints, none of them certainly later than the twelfth century, and some probably very much earlier. There were some relics, but the silver shrines containing them were not remarkable for richness or antiquity. On the altar there were two very re- markable crosses, each of them about six or eight inches long, of carved wood set in gold and jewels of very early and beautiful workmanship ; one of them in particular, which was presented to the church by the Emperor John Zimisces, was a most curious specimen of ancient jewellery. This monastery is one of those over which the Chap. XXV. THE LIBRARY. 381 agoumenos has absolute control, and he was then repairing one side of the court and rebuilding a set of rooms which had been destroyed during the Greek war. The library I found to be a dark closet near the entrance of the church ; it had been locked up for many years, but the agoumenos made no difficulty in breaking the old-fashioned padlock by which the door was fastened. I found upon the gi'ound and upon some broken-down shelves about four or five hundred volumes, chiefly printed books ; but amongst them, every now and then, I stumbled upon a manuscript : of these there were about thirty on vellum and fifty or sixty on paper. I picked up a single loose leaf of very ancient uncial Greek characters, part of the Gospel of St. Matthew, written in small square letters and of small quarto size. I searched in vain for the volume to which this leaf belonged. As I had found it impossible to purchase any manu- scripts at St. Laura, I feared that the same would be the case in other monasteries ; however, I made bold to ask for this single leaf as a thing of small value. " Certainly !" said the agoumenos, " what do you want it for ?" My servant suggested that, perhaps, it might be useful to cover some jam pots or vases of preserves which I had at home. "Oh!" said the agoumenos, "take some more;" 382 PURCHASE MANUSCRIPTS. Chap. XXV. and, without more ado, he seized upon an unfortunate thick quarto manuscript of the Acts and Epistles, and drawing out a knife cut out an inch thickness of leaves at the end before I could stop him. It proved to be the Apocalypse, which concluded the volume, but which is rarely found in early Greek manuscripts ot the Acts : it was of the eleventh century. I ought, perhaps, to have slain the tomecide for his dreadful act of profanation, but his generosity reconciled me to his guilt, so I pocketed the Apocalypse, and asked him if he would sell me any of the other books, as he did not appear to set any particular value upon them. " Malista, certainly," he replied ; " how many will you have ? They are of no use to me, and as I am in want of money to complete my buildings I shall be very glad to turn them to some account." After a good deal of conversation, finding the agou- menos so accommodating, and so desirous to part with the contents of his dark and dusty closet, I arranged that I would leave him for the present, and after I had made the tour of the other monasteries, would return to Caracalla, and take up my abode there until I could hire a vessel, or make some other arrangements for my return to Constantinople. Satisfactory as this arrange- ment was, I nevertheless resolved to make sure of what I had already got, so I packed them up carefully in the great saddlebags, to my extreme delight. The Chap. XXV. MONASTERY OF PHILOTHEO. 383 agoumenos kindly famished me with fresh mules, and in the afternoon I proceeded to the monastery of PHILOTHEO, which is only an hour's ride from Caracalla, and stands in a little field surrounded by the forest. It is distant from the sea about fom* miles, and is protected, like all the others, by a high stone wall surrounding the whole of the building. The church is curious and interesting ; it is ornamented with representations of saints, and holy men in fresco, upon the walls of the interior and in the porch. I could not make out when it was built, but probably before the twelfth cen- tury. Arsenius, Philotheus, and Dionysius were the founders, but who they were did not appear. The monastery was repaired, and the refectory enlarged and painted, in the year 1492, by Leontius, o ^amXsus KaxETJo:/, and his son Alexander. I was shown the reliquaries, but they were not remarkable. The monks said they had no library ; and there being nothing of interest in the monastery, I determined to go on. Indeed the expression of the faces of some of these monks was so unprepossessing, and their man- ners so rude, although not absolutely uncivil, that I did not feel any particular inclination to remain amongst them, so leaving a small donation for the church, I mounted my mule and proceeded on my journey. In half an hour I came to a beautiful waterfall in a 384 MONASTERY OF I VERON. Chap. XXV. rocky glen embosomed in trees and odoriferous shrubs, the rocks being of white marble, and the flowers such as we cherish in greenhouses in England. I do not know that I ever saw a more charmingly romantic spot. Another hour brought us to the great monastery of IVERON, or IBERON, (the Georgian, or Iberian, Monastery.) This monastic establishment is of great size. It is larger than St. Laura, and might almost be denomi- nated a small fortified town, so numerous are the build- ings and courts which are contained within its en- circling wall. It is situated near the sea, and in its general form is nearly square, with four or five square towers projecting fi-om the walls. On each of the four sides there are rooms for above two hundred monks. I did not learn precisely how many were then inha- biting it, but I should imagine there were above a hundred. As, however, many of the members of all the religious communities on Mount Athos are em- ployed in cultivating the numerous farms which they possess, it is probable that not more than one-half of the monks are in residence at any one time. This monastery was founded by Theophania (Theo- dora ?), wife of the Emperor Romanus, the son of Leo Sophos,* or the Philosopher, between the years 919 and * The Emperor Leo the First was crowned by the Patriarch of Anatolia in the year 459. He is the first prince on record who re- ceived his crown from the hands of a bishop. Chap. XXV. MONASTERY OF IVERON. 385 922. It was restored by a Prince of Georgia or Iberia, and enlarged by his son, a caloyer. The church is dedicated to the " repose of the Virgin." It has four or five domes, and is of considerable size, standing by itself, as usual, in the centre of the great court, and is ornamented with columns and other decorations of rich marbles, together with the usual fresco paintings on the walls. The library is a remarkably fine one, perhaps alto- gether the most precious of all those which now remain on the holy mountain. It is situated over the porch of the church, which appears to be the usual place where the books are kept in these establishments. The room is of good size, well fitted up with bookcases with glass doors, of not very old workmanship. I should imagine that about a hundred years ago, some agou- menos, or prior, or librarian, must have been a reading man ; and the pious care which he took to arrange the ancient volumes of the monastery has been rewarded by the excellent state of preservation in which they still remain. Since his time, they have probably remained undisturbed. Every one could see through the greenish uneven panes of old glass that there was nothing but books inside, and therefore nobody meddled with them. I was allowed to rummage at my leisure in this mine of archaeological treasure. Having taken up my abode for the time being in a cheerful room, the windows of which commanded a, glorious prospect, I soon made s 386 MONASTERY OF IVERON. Chap. XXV. friends with the literary portion of the community, which consisted of one thin old monk, a cleverish man, who united to many other offices that of librarian. He was also secretary to my lord the agoumenos, a kind- hearted old gentleman, who seemed to wish everybody well, and who evidently liked much better to sit still on his divan than to regulate the affairs of his convent. The rents, the long lists of tuns of wine and oil, the strings of mules laden with corn, which came in daily from the farms, and all the other complicated details of this mighty coenobium, — over all these, and number- less other important matters, the thin secretary had full control. Some of the young monks, demure fat youths, came into the library every now and then, and wondered what I could be doing there, looking over so many books ; and they would take a volume out of my hand when I had done with it, and, glancing their eyes over its ancient vellum leaves, would look up inquiringly into my face, saying, " r« evs ? — what is it ? — what can be the use of looking at such old books as these?" They were rather in awe of the secretary, who was evidently, in their opinion, a prodigy of learning and erudition. Some, in a low voice, that they might not be overheard by the wise man, asked me where I came from, how old I was, and whether my father was with me ; but they soon all went away, and I turned to, in right good earnest, to look for uncial manuscripts and Chap. XXV. MONASTERY OF IVERON. 387 unknown classic authors. Of these last there was not one on vellum, but on paper there was an octavo manu- script of Sophocles, and a Coptic Psaltery with an Arabic translation — a curious book to meet with on Mount Athos. Of printed books there were, I should think, about five thousand — of manuscripts on paper, about two thousand ; but all religious works of various kinds. There were nearly a thousand manuscripts on vellum, and these I looked over more carefully than the rest. About one hundred of them were in the Iberian language : they were mostly immense thick quartos, some of them not less than eighteen inches square, and from four to six inches thick. One of these, bound in wooden boards, and written in large uncial letters, was a magnificent old volume. Indeed all these Iberian or Georgian manuscripts were superb specimens of ancient books. I was unable to read them, and therefore cannot say what they were ; but I should imagine that they were church books, and probably of high antiquity. Among the Greek manuscripts, which were principally of the eleventh and twelfth centuries — works of St. Chrysostom, St. Basil, and books for the services of the ritual — I discovered the following, which are deserving of especial mention : — A large folio Evan- gelistarium bound in red velvet, about eighteen inches high and three thick, written in magnificent uncial letters half an inch long, or even more. Three of the illuminations were the whole size of the page, and s2 388 MONASTERY OF IVERON. Chap. XXV. might almost be termed pictures from their large pro- portions : and there were several other illuminations of smaller size in different parts of the book. This superb manuscript was in admirable preservation, and as clean as if it had been new. It had evidently been kept with great care, and appeared to have had some clasps or ornaments of gold or silver which had been torn off. It was probably owing to the original splendour of this binding that the volume itself had been so carefully pre- served. I imagine it was written in the ninth century. Another book, of a much greater age, was a copy of the four Gospels, with four finely-executed minia- tures of the evangelists. It was about nine or ten inches square, written in round semiuncial letters in double columns, with not more than two or three words in a line. In some respects it resembled the book of the Epistles in the Bodleian Library at. Oxford. Tliis manuscript, in the original black leather binding, had every appearance of the highest antiquity. It was beautifully written and very clean, and was altogether such a volume as is not to be met with every day. A quarto manuscript of the four Gospels, of the eleventh or twelfth century, with a great many (per- haps fifty) illuminations. Some of them were unfor- tunately rather damaged. Two manuscripts of the New Testament, with the Apocalypse. A very fine manuscript of the Psalms, of the Chap. XXV. MONASTERY OF IVEIIOX. 389 eleventh century, wliicli is indeed about the era of the greater portion of the vellum manuscripts on Mount Athos. There were also some ponderous and magnificent folios of the works of the fathers of the Church — some of them, T should think, of the tenth century ; but it is difficult, in a few hours, to detect the peculiarities which prove that manuscripts are of an earlier date than the twelfth century. I am, however, convinced that very few of them were written after that time. The paper manuscripts were of all ages, from the thirteenth and fifteenth centuiies down to a hundred years ago ; and some of them, on charta bombycina, would have appeared very splendid books if they had not been eclipsed by the still finer and more carefully- executed manuscripts on vellum. Neither my arguments nor my eloquence could pre- vail on the obdurate monks to sell me any of these books, but my friend the secretary gave me a book in his own handwriting to solace me on my journey. It contained a history of the monastery from the days of its foundation to the present time. It is written in Romaic, and is curious not so much from its subject matter as from the entire originality of its style and manner. The view from the window of the room which I occu- pied at Iveron was one of the finest on ]Mount Athos. The glorious sea, and the towers which command the 390 MONASTERY OF IVERON. Chap, XXV. scaricatojos or landing-places of the different monas- teries along the coast, and the superb monastery of Stavroniketa like a Gothic castle perched upon a beetling rock, with the splendid forest for a back- ground, formed altogether a picture totally above my powers to describe. It almost compensated for the numberless tribes of vermin by which the room was tenanted. In ftict, the whole of the scenery on Mount Athos is so superlatively grand and beautiful that it is useless to attempt any description. Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF STAVRONIKETA. 391 CHAPTER XXVI. The Monastery of Stavroniketa — The Library — Splendid MS. of St. Chrysostom — The Monastery of Pantocratoras — Ruinous Con- dition of the Library — Complete Destruction of the Books — Disappointment — Oration to the Monks — The Great Monastery of Vatopede — Its History — Ancient Pictures in the Church — Legend of the Girdle of the Blessed Virgin — The Library — Wealth and Luxury of the Monks — The Monastery of Sphignienou — Beautiful Jewelled Cross ■ — The Monastery of Kiliantari — Magnificent MS. in Gold Letters on "White Vellum — The Monas- teries of Zographou, Castamoneta, Docheirou, and Xenophou — The Exiled Bishops — The Library — Very fine MSS. — Proposals for their Purchase — Lengthened Negotiations — Their successful Issue. An hour's ride brought us to the monastery of STAVRONIKETA, which is a smaller building than Ivcron, with a square tower over the gateway. It stands on a rock overhanging the sea, against the base of which the waves ceaselessly beat. It was to this spot that a mi- raculous picture of St. Nicholas, archbishop of Myra in Lycia, floated over, of its own accord, from I do not know where ; and in consequence of this auspicious event, Jeremias, patriarch of Constantinople, founded this monastery, of "the victory of the holy cross," about the year 1522. This is the account given by 392 MONASTERY OF STAVRONIKETA. Chap. XXVI. the monks ; but from the appearance and arcliitecture of Stavroniketa, I conceive that it is a much older building, and that probably the patriarch Jeremias only repaired or restored it. However that may be, the monastery is in very good order, clean, and well kept; and I had a comfortable fi'ugal dinner there with some of the good old monks, .who seemed a cheer- ful and contented set. The library contained about eight hundred volumes, of which nearly two hundred were manuscripts on vel- lum. Amongst these were conspicuous the entire works of St. Chrysostom, in eight large folio volumes complete ; and a manuscript of the Scala Perfectionis in Greek, containing a number of most exquisite miniatures in a brilliant state of preservation. It was a quarto of the tenth or eleventh century, and a most unexceptionable tome, which • these unkind monks preferred keeping to themselves instead of letting me have it, as they ought to have done. The miniatures were first-rate works of Byzantine art. It was a terrible pang to me to leave such a book behind. There were also a Psalter with several miniatures, but these were partially damaged ; five or six copies of the Gospels ; two fine folio volumes of the Menologia, or Lives of the Saints ; and sundry oiJ,oiXoyoi and books of divinity, and the works of the fathers. On paper there were two hundred more manuscripts, amongst which was a curious one of the x\cts and Epistles, full Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF PANTOCRATORAS. 393 of large miniatures and illuminations exceedingly well done. As it is quite clear that all these manuscripts are older than the time of the patriarch Jeremias, they confirm my opinion that he could not have been the original founder of the monastery. It is an hour's scramble over the rocks from Stavroni- keta to the monastery of PANTOCRATORAS. This edifice was built by Manuel and Alexius Com- nenus, and Johannes Pumicerius, their brother. It was subsequently repaired by Barbulus and Gabriel, two Wallacliian nobles. The church is handsome and curious, and contains several relics, but the reliquaries are not of much beauty, nor of very great antiquity. Among them, however, is a small thick quarto volume about five inches square every way, in the handwriting, as you are told, of St. John of Kalavita. Now St. John of Kalavita was a hermit who died in the year 450, and his head is shown at Besangon, in the church of St. Stephen, to which place it was taken after the siege of Constantinople. Howbeit this manuscript did not seem to me to be older than the twelfth century, or the eleventh at the earliest. It is written in a very minute hand, and contains the Gospels, some prayers, and lives of saints, and is ornamented with some small illumina- tions. The binding is very curious : it is entirely of silver gilt, and is of great antiquity. The back part s3 394 MONASTERY OF PANTOCRATORAS. Chap. XXVI. is composed of an intricate kind of chainwork, which bends when the book is opened, and the sides are em- bossed with a variety of devices. On my inquiring for the library, I was told it had been destroyed during the revolution. It had formerly been preserved in the great square tower or keep, which is a grand feature in all the monasteries. I went to look at the place, and leaning through a ruined arch, I looked down into the lower story of the tower, and there I saw the melancholy remains of a once famous library. This was a dismal spectacle for a devout lover of old books — a sort of biblical knight errant, as I then considered myself, who had entered on the perilous adventure of Mount Athos to rescue from the thraldom of ignorant monks those fair vellum volumes, with their bright illuminations and velvet dresses and jewelled clasps, which for so many centuries had lain imprisoned in their dark monastic dunsjeons. It was indeed a heart-rending sight. By the dim light which streamed through the opening of an iron door in the wall of the ruined tower, I saw above a hundred ancient manu- scripts lying among the rubbish which had fallen from the upper floor, which was ruinous, and had in great part given way. Some of these manuscripts seemed quite entire — fine large folios ; but the monks said they were unapproachable, for that floor also on which they lay was unsafe, the beams below being rotten from the wet and rain which came in through the roof. Here Chap. XXVI, MONASTERY OF PANTOCRATORAS. 395 was a trap ready set and baited for a bibliographical antiquary. I peeped at the old manuscripts, looked particularly at one or two that were lying in the middle of the floor, and could hardly resist the temptation. I advanced cautiously along the boards, keeping close to the wall, whilst every now and then a dull cracking noise warned me of my danger, but I tried each board by stamping upon it with my foot before I ventured my weight upon it. At last, when I dared go no farther, I made them bring me a long stick, with which I fished up two or three fine manuscripts, and poked them along towards the door. When I had safely landed them, I examined them more at my ease, but found that the rain had washed the outer leaves quite clean : the pages were stuck tight together into a solid mass, and when I attempted to open them, they broke short off in square bits like a biscuit. Neglect and damp and exposure had destroyed them completely. One fine volume, a large folio in double columns, of most venerable antiquity, particularly grieved me. I do not know how many more manuscripts there might be under the piles of rubbish. Perhaps some of them might still be legible, but without assistance and time I could not clean out the ruins that had fallen from above ; and I was unable to save even a scrap from this general tomb of a whole race of books. I came out of the great tower, and sitting do^^•n on a pile of ruins, with a bearded assembly of grave caloyeri round 396 MONASTERY OF VATOPEDE. Chap. XXVI. rae, I vented ray sorrow and indignation in a long ora- tion, which however produced a very slight effect upon my auditory ; but whether from their not understanding Italian, or my want of eloquence, is matter of doubt. My man was the only person who seemed to com- miserate my misfortune, and he looked so genuinely vexed and sorry that I liked him the better ever after- wards. At length I dismissed the assembly : they toddled away to their siesta, and I, mounted anew upon a stout well-fed mule, bade adieu to the hospi- table agoumenos, and was soon occupied in picking my way among the rocks and trees towards the next monastery. In two hours' time we passed the ruins of a large building standing boldly on a hill. It had formerly been a college ; and a magnificent aqueduct of fourteen double arches — that is, two rows of arches one above the other — connected it with. another hill, and had a grand effect, with long and luxuriant masses of flowers streaming from its neglected walls. In half an hour more I arrived at VATOPEDE. This is the largest and richest of all the monasteries of Mount Athos. It is situated on the side of a hill where a valley opens to the sea, and commands a little harbour where three small Greek vessels were lying at anchor. The buildings are of great extent, with se- veral towers and domes rising above the walls : I Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF VATOPEDE. 397 should say it was not smaller than the upper ward of Windsor Castle. The original huilding was erected by the Emperor Constantine the Great. That worthy prince being, it appears, much afflicted by the leprosy, ordered a number of little children to be killed, a bath of juvenile blood being considered an excellent re- medy. But while they were selecting them, he was told in a vision that if he would become a Christian his leprosy should depart from him : he did so, and was immediately restored to health, and all the children lived long and happily. This story is related by Moses Chorensis, whose veracity I will not venture to doubt. In the fifth century this monastery was thrown down by Julian the Apostate. Theodosius the Great built it up again in gratitude for the miraculous escape of his son Arcadius, wlio having fallen overboard from his galley in the Archipelago, was landed safely on this spot through the intercession of the Virgin, to whose special honour the great church was founded : fourteen other chapels within the walls attest the piety of other individuals. In the year 862 the Saracens landed, destroyed the monastery by fire, slew many of the monks, took the treasures and broke the mosaics ; but the representation of the Blessed Virgin was inde- structible, and still remained safe and perfect above the altar. There was also a well under the altar, into which some of the relics were thrown and afterwards recovered by the community. 398 MONASTERY OF VATOPEDE, Chap. XXVI. About the year 1300 St. Athanasius the Patriarch persuaded Nicholaus and Antonius, certain rich men of Adrianople, to restore the monastery once more, which they did, and taking the vows became monks, and were buried in the narthex or portico of the church. I may here observe that this was the nearest approach to being buried within the church that was permitted in the early times of Christianity, and such is still the rule observed in the Greek Church : altars were, however, raised over the tombs or places of ex- ecution of martyrs. This church contains a great many ancient pictures of small size, most of them having the background overlaid with plates of silver-gilt : two of these are said to be portraits of the Empress Theodora. Two other pictures of larger size and richly set with jewels are interesting as having been brought from the church of St. Sophia at Constantinople, when that city fell a prey to the Turkish arms. Over the doors of the church and of the great refectory there are mosaics representing, if I remember rightly, saints and holy persons. One of the chapels, a separate building with a dome which had been newly repaired, is dedicated to the " Preservation of the Girdle of the Blessed Virgin," a relic which must be a source of considerable revenue to the monastery, for they have divided it into two parts, and one half is sent into Greece and the other half into Asia Minor whenever the plague is Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF VATOPEDE. 399 raging in those countries, and all those who are afflicted with that terrible disease are sure to be cured if they touch it, which they are allowed to do '"''for a consideration.''^ On my inquiring how the monastery became possessed of so inestimable a medicine, I was gravely informed that, after the assumption of the Blessed Virgin, St. Thomas went up to heaven to pay her a visit, and there she presented him with her girdle. My informant appeared to have the most unshakeable conviction as to the truth of this history, and expressed great surprise that I had never heard it before. The library, although containing nearly four thou- sand printed books, has none of any high antiquity or on any subject but divinity. There are also about a thousand manuscripts, of which three or four hundred are on vellum ; amongst these there are three copies of the works of St. Chrysostom: they also have his head in the church — that golden mouth out of which proceeded the voice which shook the em- pire with the thunder of its denunciations. The most curious manuscripts are six rolls of parchment, each ten inches wide and about ten feet long, containing prayers for festivals on the anniversaries of the foun- dation of certain churches. There were at this time above three hundred monks resident in the monastery ; many of these held offices and places of dignity under the agoumenos, whose establishment resembled the court of a petty sovereign prince. Altogether this 400 MONASTERY OF VATOPEDE, Chap. XXVI. convent well illustrates what some of the great mo- nastic establishments in England must have been before the Reformation. It covers at least four acres of ground, and contains so many separate buildings within its massive walls that it resembles a fortified town. Everything told of wealth and indolence. When I arrived the lord abbot was asleep ; he was too great a man to be aroused ; he had eaten a full meal in his own apartment, and he could not be disturbed. His secretary, a thin pale monk, was deputed to show me the wonders of the place, and as we proceeded through the different chapels and enormous magazines of corn, wine, and oil, the officers of the different departments bent down to kiss his hand, for he was high in the favour of my lord the abbot, and was evidently a man not to be slighted by the inferior authorities if they wished to get on and prosper. The cellarer was a sly old fellow with a thin grey beard, and looked as if he could tell a good story of an evening over a flagon of good wine. Except at some of the palaces in Germany I have never seen such gigantic tuns as those in the cellars at Vatopede. The oil is kept in marble ves- sels of the size and shape of sarcophagi, and there is a curious picture in the entrance room of the oil-store, which represents the miraculous increase in their stock of oil during a year of scarcity, when, through the in- tercession of a pious monk who then had charge of that department, the marble basins, which were almost Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF SPHIGMENOU. 401 empty, overflowed, and a river of fine fresh oil poured in torrents through the door. The frame of this pic- ture is set with jewels, and it appears to be very ancient. The refectory is an immense room ; it stands in front of the church and has twenty-four marble tables and seats, and is in the same cruciform shape as that at St. Laura. It has frequently accommo- dated five hundred guests, the servants and tenants of the abbey, who come on stated days to pay their rents and receive the benediction of the agoumenos. Sixty or seventy fat mules are kept for the use of the com- munity, and a very considerable number of Albanian servants and muleteers are lodged in outbuildings be- fore the great gate. These, unlike their brethren of Epirus, are a quiet, stupid race, and whatever may be their notions of another world, they evidently think that in this there is no man living equal in importance to the great agoumenos of Vatopede, and no earthly place to compare with the great monastery over which he rules. From Vatopede it requires two hours and a half to ride to the monastery of SPHIGMENOU, which is a much smaller establishment. It is said to have been founded by the Empress Pulcheria, sister of the Emperor Theodosius the younger, and if so must be a very ancient building, for the empress died on 402 MONASTERY OF SPHIGMENOU. Chap. XXVI. the 18 th of February in the year 453. Her brother Theodosius was known by the title or cognomen of y.xk'kiyooL(^os, from the beaaty of his writing : he was a protector of the Nestorian and Eutychian heretics, and ended his Ufe on the 20th of October, 460. This monastery is situated in a narrow valley close to the sea, squeezed in between three little hills, from which circumstance it derives its name of ^(piy/xsvoy, "squeezed together." It is inhabited by thirty monks, who are cleaner and keep their church in better order and neatness than most of their brethren on Mount Athos. Among the relics of the saints, which are the first things they show to the pilgrim from beyond the sea, is a beautiful ancient cross of gold set with dia- monds. Diamonds are of very rare occurrence in ancient pieces of jewellery ; it is indeed doubtful whether they were known to the ancients, adamantine being an epithet applied to the hardness of steel, and 1 have never seen a diamond in any work of art of the Roman or classical era. Besides the diamonds the cross has on the upper end and on the extremities of the two arms three very fine and large emeralds, each fastened on with three gold nails : it is a fine specimen of early jewellery, and of no small intrinsic value. The library is in a room over the porch of the church : it contains about 1500 volumes, half of which are manuscripts, mostly on paper, and all theological. I Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF KILIANTARI. 403 I met with four copies of the Gospels and two of the Epistles, all the others being hooks of the church ser- vice and the usual folios of the fathers. There was, however, a Russian or Bulgarian manuscript of the four Gospels with an illumination at the commence- ment of each Gospel. It is written in capital letters, and seemed to be of considerable antiquity. I was disappointed at not finding manuscripts of greater age in so very ancient a monastery as this is ; but perhaps it has undergone more squeezing than that inflicted upon it by the three hills. I slept here in peace and comfort. On the sea-shore not far fi'om Sphigmenou are the ruins of the monastery of St. Basil, opposite a small rocky island in the sea, which I left at this point, and striking up the country arrived in an hour's time at the monastery of KILIANTARI, or a thousand lions. This is a large building, of which the ground plan resembles the shcipe of an open fan. It stands in a valley, and contained, when I entered its hospitable gates, about fifty monks. They preserve in the sacristy a superb chalice, of a kind of bloodstone set in gold, about a foot high and eight inches wide, the gift of one of the Byzantine emperors. This mo- nastery was founded by Simeon, Prince of Servia, I could not make out at what time. In the library they 404 MONASTERY OF KILIANTARI. Chap. XXVI. had no great number of books, and what there were were all Russian or Bulgarian : I saw none which seemed to be of great antiquity. On inquiring, how- ever, whether they had not some Greek manuscripts, the Agouraenos said they had one, which he went and brought me out of the sacristy ; and this, to my admi- ration and surprise, was not only the finest manuscript on Mount Athos, but the finest that I had met with in any Greek monastery with the single exception of the golden manuscript of the New Testament at Mount Sinai. It was a 4to. Evangelistarium, written in golden letters on fine xohite vellum. The characters were a kind of semi-uncial, rather round in their forms, of large size, and beautifully executed, but often joined together and having many contractions and abbrevia- tions, in these respects resembling the Mount Sinai MS. This magnificent volume was given to the mo- nastery by the Emperor Andronicus Comnenus about the year 1184; it is consequently not an early MS., but its imperial origin renders it interesting to the admirers of literary treasures, while the very rare oc- currence of a Greek MS. written in letters of gold would make it a most desirable and important acqui- sition to any royal library ; for besides the two above- mentioned there are not, I believe, more than seven or eight MSS. of this description in existence, and of these several are merely fragments, and only one is on white vellum : this is in the library of the Holy Synod Chap. XXVI, MONASTERY OF ZOGRAPHOU. 405 at Moscow. Five of the others are on blue or purple vellum, viz., Codex Cottonianus, in the British Mu- seum, Titus C. 15, a fragment of the Gospels ; an octavo Evangelistarium at Vienna ; a fragment of the books of Genesis and St. Luke in silver letters at Vienna ; the Codex Turicensis of part of the Psalms ; and six leaves of the Gospels of St. Matthew in silver letters with the initials in gold in the Vatican. There may possibly be others, but I have never heard of them. Latin MSS. in golden letters are much less scarce, but Greek MSS,, even those which merely contain two or three pages written in gold letters, are of such rarity that hardly a dozen are to be met with ; of these there are three in the library at Parham. I think the Codex Ebnerianus has one or two pages written in gold, and the tables of a gospel at Jerusalem are in gold on deep purple vellum. At this moment I do not remember any more, although doubtless there must be a few of these partially orna- mented volumes scattered through the great libraries of Europe. From Kiliantari, which is the last monastery on the N.E. side of the promontory, we struck across the peninsula, and two hours' riding brought us to ZOGRAPHOU, through plains of rich green grass dotted over with gigantic single trees, the scenery being like that of 406 MONASTERY OF CASTAMONETA. Chap. XXVI. an English park, only finer and more luxuriant as well as more extensive. This monastery was founded in the reign of Leo Sophos, by three nobles of Con- stantinople who became monks ; and the local tra- dition is that it was destroyed by the "Pope of RomeP How that happened I know not, but it was rebuilt in the year 1502 by Stephanus, Waywode of Moldavia. It is a large fortified building of very imposing appearance, situated on a steep hill sur- rounded with trees and gardens overlooking a deep valley which opens on the gulf of Monte Saiito. The MSS. here are Bulgarian, and not of early date ; they had no Greek MSS. whatever. From Zographou, following the valley, we arrived at a lower plain on the sea coast, and there we disco- vered that we had lost our way ; we therefore retraced our steps, and turning up among the hills to our left we came in three hours to CASTAMONETA, which, had we taken the right road, we might have reached in one. This is a very poor monastery, but it is of great age and its architecture is picturesque : it was originally founded by Constantino the Great. It has no library nor anything particularly well worth mentioning, excepting the original deed of the Empe- ror Manuel Paleologus, with the sign manual of that potentate written in very hirge letters in red ink at the Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF DOCIIEIROU. 407 bottom of the deed, by which he granted to the monas- tery the lands which it still retains. The poor monks were much edified by the sight of the patriarchal letter, and when I went away rang the bells of the church tower to do me honour. At the distance of one hour from hence stands the monastery of DOCIIEIROU. It is the first to the west of those vipon the south-west shore of the peninsula. It is a monastery of great size, with ample room for a hundred monks, although inhabited by only twenty. It was built in the reign of Nicephorus Botoniates, and was last repaired in the year 1578 by Alexander, Waywode of Moldavia. I was very well lodged in this convent, and the fleas were singularly few. The library contained two thousand five hundred volumes, of which one hundred and fifty were vellum MSS. I omitted to note the number of MSS. on paper, but amongst them I found a part of Sophocles and a fine folio of Suidas's Lexicon. Among the vellum MSS. there was a folio in thp Bvdgarian language, and various works of the fathers. I found also three loose leaves of an Evangclistarium in uncial letters of the ninth century, which had been cut out of some ancient volume, for which I hunted in the dust in vain. The monks gave me these three leaves on my asking for them, for even a few pages of such a manuscript as this are not to be despised. 408 MONASTERY OF XENOPHOU. Chap. XXVI. From Docheirou It is only a distance of half an hour to XENOPHOU, which stands upon the sea shore. Here they were build- ing a church in the centre of the great court, which, when it is finished, will be the largest on Mount Athos. Three Greek bishops were living here in exile. I did not learn what the holy prelates had done, but their misdeeds had been found out by the Patriarch, and he had sent them here to rusticate. This monastery is of a moderate size ; its founder was St. Xenophou, re- garding whose history or the period at which he lived I am unable to give any information, as nobody knew anything about him on the spot, and I cannot find him in any catalogue of saints which I possess. The mo- nastery was repaired in the year 1545 by Danzulas Bornicus and Badulus, who were brothers, and Banus (the Ban) Barbulus, all three nobles of Hungary, and was afterwards beautified by Matthseus, Waywode of Bessarabia. The library consists of fifteen hundred printed books, nineteen MSS. on paper, eleven on vellum, and three rolls on parchment, containing liturgies for particular days. Of the MSS. on vellum there were three which merit a description. One was a fine 4to. of part of the works of St. Chrysostom, of great antiquity, but not in uncial letters. Another was a 4to. of the four Gospels bound in faded red velvet with silver clasps. Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF XENOPHOU. 409 This book they affirmed to be a royal present to the monastery ; it was of the eleventh or twelfth century, and was peculiar from the text being accompanied by a voluminous commentary on the margin and several pages of calendars, prefaces, &c., at the beginning. The headings of the Gospels were written in large plain letters of gold. In the libraries of forty Greek monasteries I have only met with one other copy of the Gospels with a commentary. The third manuscript was an immense quarto Evangelistarium sixteen inches square, bound in faded green or blue velvet, and said to be in the autograph of the Emperor Alexius Com- nenus. The text throughout on each page was written in the form of a cross. Two of the pages are in purple ink powdered with gold, and these, there is every reason to suppose, are in the handwriting of the im- perial scribe himself; for the Byzantine sovereigns affected to write only in purple, as their deeds and a magnificent MS. in another monastic library, of which I have not given an account in these pages, can testify : the titles of this superb volume are written in gold, covering the whole page. Altogether, although not in uncial letters, it was among the finest Greek MSS that I had ever seen— perhaps, next to the uncial MSS., the finest to be met with anywhere. I asked the monks whether they were inchned to part with these three books, and offered to purchase them and the parchment rolls. There was a little T 410 MONASTERY OF XENOPHOU. Chap. XXVI. consultation among them, and then they desired to be shown those which I particularly coveted. Then there was another consultation, and they asked me which I set the greatest value on. So I said the rolls, on which the three rolls were unrolled, and looked at, and examined, and peeped at by the three monks who put themselves forward in the business, with more pains and curiosity than had probably been ever wasted upon them before. At last they said it was impossible, the rolls were too precious to be parted with, but if I liked to give a good price I should have the rest ; upon which I took up the St. Chrysostom, the least valuable of the three, and while I examined it, saw from the corner of my eye the three monks nudging each other and making signs. So I said, " Well, now what will you take for your two books, this and the big one ?" They asked five thousand piastres ; where- upon, with a look of indignant scorn, I laid down the St. Chrysostom and got up to go away ; but after a good deal more talk we retired to the divan, or draw- ing-room as it may be called, of the monastery, where I conversed with the three exiled bishops. In course of time I was called out into another room to have a cup of coffee. There were my friends the three monks, the managing committee, and under the divan, imper- fectly concealed, were the corners of the three splendid MSS. I knew that now all depended on my own tact whether my still famished saddle-bags were to have a Chap. XXVI. MONASTERY OF XENOPHOU. 411 meal or not that day, the danger lying between offering too much or too little. If you offer too much, a Greek, a Jew, or an Armenian immediately thinks that the desired object must be invaluable, that it must have some magical properties, like the lamp of Aladdin, which will bring wealth upon its possessor if he can but find out its secret ; and he will either ask you a sum absurdly large, or will refuse to sell it at any price, but will lock it up and become nervous about it, and examine it over and over again privately to see what can be the cause of a Frank's offering so much for a thing apparently so utterly useless. On the other hand, too little must not be offered, for it would be an indignity to suppose that persons of consideration would condescend to sell things of trifling value — it wounds their aristocratic feelings, they are above such meannesses. By St. Xenophou, how we did talk ! for five mortal hours it went on, I pretending to go away several times, but being always called back by one or other of the learned committee. I drank coffee and sherbet and they drank arraghi ; but in the end I got the great book of Alexius Comnenus for the value of twenty-two pounds, and the curious Gospels, which I had treated with the most cool disdain all along, was finally thrown into the bargain ; and out I walked with a big book under each arm, bearing with perfect re- signation the smiles and scoffs of the three brethren, who could scarcely contain their laughter at the way t2 i 412 MONASTERY OF XENOPHOU. Chap. XXVI. i they had done the silly traveller. Then did the saddle- ^ bags begin to assume a more comely and satisfactory form. After a stirrup cup of hot coffee, perfumed with the incense of the church, the monks bid me a joyous adieu ; I responded as joyously : in short every one was charmed, except the mule, who evidently was more surprised than pleased at the increased weight which he had to carry. I Chap. XXVII. MONASTERY OF RUSSICO. 413 CHAPTER XXVII. The Monastery of Russico — Its Courteous Abbot — The Monastery of Xeropotamo — Its History — High Character of its Abbot — Excursion to the Monasteries of St. Nicholas and St. Dionisius — Interesting Relics — Magnificent Shrine — The Library — The Monastery of St. Paul — Respect shown by the Monks — Beautiful MS. — Extraordinary Liberality and Kindness of the Abbot and Monks — A valuable Acquisition at little Cost — The Monastery of Simopetra — Purchase of MS. — The Monk of Xeropotamo — His Ideas about Women — Exciursion to Cariez — The Monastery of Coutloumoussi — The Russian Book-Stealer — History of the Monastery — Its reputed Destruction by the Pope of Rome — The Aga of Cariez — Interview in a Kiosk — The She Cat of Mount Athos. From Xenophou I went on to RUSSICO, where also they were repairing the injuries which different parts of the edifice had sustained during the late Greek war. The agoumenos of this monastery was a remarkably gentlemanlike and accomplished man; he spoke several languages and ruled over a hundred and thirty monks. They had, however, amongst them all only nine MSS., and those were of no interest. The agoumenos told me that the monastery formerly possessed a MS. of Homer on vellum, which he sold to two English gentlemen some 414 MONASTERY OF XEROPOTAMO. Chap. XXVII, years ago, who were immediately afterwards plundered by pirates, and the MS. thrown into the sea. As I never heard of any Enghshman having been at Mount Athos since the days of Dr. Clarke and Dr. Carlysle, I could not make out who these gentlemen were : probably they were Frenchmen, or Europeans of some other nation. However, the idea of the pirates gave me a horrid qualm ; and I thought how dreadful it would be if they threw my Alexius Comnenus into the sea ; it made me feel quite uncomfortable. This monastery was built by the Empress Catherine the First, of Russia — or, to speak more correctly, repaired by her — for it was originally founded by Saint Lazarus Knezes, of Servia, and the church dedicated to St. Panteleemon the Martyr. A ride of an hour brought me to XEROPOTAMO, where I was received with so much hospitality and kindness that I determined to make it my head- quarters while I visited the other monasteries, which from this place could readily be approached by sea. I was fortunate in procuring a boat with two men — a sort of naval lay brethren, — who agreed to row me about wherever I liked, and bring me back to Xero- potamo for fifty piastres, and this they would do whenever I chose, as they were not very particular about time, an article upon which they evidently set small value. Chap. XXVII. MONASTERY OF XEROPOTAMO. 415 This monastery was founded by the Emperor Romanus about the year 920 ; it was rebuilt by Andronicus the Second in 1320; in the sixteenth century it was thrown down by an earthquake, and was again repaired by the Sultan Selim the First, or at least during his reign — that is, about 1515. It was in a ruinous condition in the year 1701 ; it was again repaired, and in the Greek revolution it was again dismantled ; at the time of my visit they were actively employed in restoring it. Alexander, Waywode of Wallachia, was a great benefactor to this and other monasteries of Athos, which owe much to the piety of the different Christian princes of the Danubian states of the Turkish empire. The library over the porch of the church, which is large and handsome, contains one thousand printed books and between thirty and forty manuscripts in bad condition. I saw none of consequence : that is to say, nothing except the usual volumes of divinity of the twelfth century. In the church is preserved a large piece of the holy cross richly set Vvith valuable jewels. The agoumenos of Xeropotamo, a man with a dark-grey beard, about sixty years of age, struck me as a fine specimen of what an abbot of an ascetic monastery ought to be ; simple and kind, yet clever enough, and learned in the divinity of his church, he set an example to the monks under his rule of devo- tion and rectitude of conduct ; he was not slothful, or 416 MONASTERY OF XEROPOTAMO. Chap. XXVII. haughty, or grasping, and seemed to have a truly religious and cheerful mind. He was looked up to and beloved by the whole community ; and with his dignified manner and appearance, his long grey hair, and dark flowing robes, he gave me the idea of what the saints and holy men of old must have been in the early days of Christianity, when they walked entirely in the faith, and — if required to do so — willingly gave themselves up as martyrs to the cause : when in all their actions they were influenced solely by the dictates of their religion. Would that such times would come again ! But where every one sets up a new religion for himself, and when people laugh at and ridicule those things which their ignorance prevents them from appreciating, how can we hope for this ? Early in the morning I started from my comfort- able couch, and ran scrambling down the hill, over the rolling-stones in the dry bed of the torrent on which the monastery of the " dry river " (^ngo- TioTocixov — courou chesme in Turkish) is built. We got into the boat : our carpets, some oranges, and various little stores for a day's journey, which the good monks had supplied us with, being brought down by sundry good-natured lubberly xaTaJty/u,evoj — religious youths — who were delighted at having something to do, and were as pleased as children at having a good heavy praying-carpet to carry, or a basket of oranges, or a cushion from the monastery. They all waited on Chap. XXVII. ST. NICHOLAS — ST. DIONISIUS. A 1 7 the shore to see us off, and away we went along the coast. As the sun got up it became oppressively hot, and the first monastery we came abreast of was that of Simopetra, which is perched on the top of a perpendi- cular rock, five or six hundred feet high at least, if not twice as much. This rather daunted me : and as we thought perhaps to-morrow would not be so hot, I put off climbing up the precipice for the present, and rowed gently on in the calm sea till we came before the monastery of ST. NICHOLAS, the smallest of all the convents of Mount Athos. It was a most picturesque building, stuck up on a rock, and is famous for its figs, in the eating of which, in the absence of more interesting matter, we all employed ourselves a considerable time ; they were marvellously cool and delicious, and there were such quantities of them. We and the boatmen sat in the shade, and enjoyed ourselves till we were ashamed of staying any longer. I forgot to ask who the founder was. There was no library ; in fact, there was nothing but figs ; so we got into the boat again, and sweltered on a quarter of an hour more, and then we came to ST. DIONISIUS. This monastery is also built upon a rock imme- diately above the sea ; it is of moderate size, but is in good repair. There was a look of comfort about T 3 418 MONASTERY OF ST. DIONISIUS, Chap. XXVII. it that savoured of easy circumstances, but the number of monks in it was small. Altogether this monastery, as regards the antiquities it contained, was the most interesting of all. The church, a good-sized building, is in a very perfect state of preservation. Hanging on the wall near the door of entrance was a portrait painted on wood, about three feet square, in a frame of silver-gilt, set with jewels ; it represented Alexius Comnenus, Emperor of Trebizonde, the founder of the monastery. He it was, I believe, who built that most beautiful church a little way out of the town of Trebizonde, which is called St. Sofia, probably from its resemblance to the cathedral of Constantinople. He is drawn in his imperial robes, and the portrait is one of the most curious I ever saw. He founded this church in the year 1380 ; and Nea- gulus and Peter, Waywodes of Bessarabia, restored and repaired the monastery. There was another curious portrait of a lady ; I did not learn who it was : very probably the Empress Pulcheria, or else Rox- andra Domna (Doraina ?), wife of Alexander, Way- wode of Wallachia ; for both these ladies were bene- factors to the convent. I was taken, as a pilgrim, to the church, and we stood in the middle of the floor before the iycovoarxa-is, whilst the monks brought out an old-fashioned low wooden table, upon which they placed the relics of the saints which they presumed we came to adore. Chap. XXVII. MONASTERY OF ST. DIONISIUS. 419 Of these some were very interesting specimens of intri- cate workmanship and superb and precious materials. One was a patera, of a kind of china or paste, made, as I imagine, of a multitude of turquoises ground down together, for it was too large to be of one single turquoise ; there is one of the same kind, but of for in- ferior workmanship, in the treasury of St. Marc. This marvellous dish is carved in very high relief with minute figures or little statues of the saints, with inscriptions in very early Greek. It is set in pure gold, richly worked, and was a gift from the Empress or imperial Princess Pulcheria. Then there was an invaluable shrine for the head of St. John the Baptist, whose bones and another of his heads are in the cathedral at Genoa. St. John Lateran also boasts a head of St. John, but that may have belonged to St. John the Evangelist. This shrine was the gift of Neagulus, Waywode or Hos- podar of Wallachia : it is about two feet long and two feet high, and is in the shape of a Byzantine church ; the material is silver-gilt, but the admirable and singular style of the workmanship gives it a value far surpassing its intrinsic worth. The roof is covered with five domes of gold ; on each side it has sixteen recesses, in which are portraits of the saints in niello, and at each end there are eight others. All the windows are enriched in open-work tracery, of a strange sort of Gothic pattern, unlike anything in Europe. It is altogether a wonderful and precious 420 MONASTERY OF ST. DIONISIUS. Chap. XXVII. monument of ancient art, the production of an almost unknown country, rich, quaint, and original in its design and execution, and is indeed one of the most curious objects on Mount Athos ; although the patera of the Princess Pulcheria might probably be considered of greater value. There were many other shrines and reliquaries, but none of any particular interest. I next proceeded to the library, which contained not much less than a thousand manuscripts, half on paper and half on vellum. Of those on vellum the most valuable were a quarto Evangelistarium, in uncial letters, and in beautiful preservation ; another Evangelistarium, of which three fly-leaves were in early uncial Greek ; a small quarto of the Dialogues of St. Gregory, ^laXoyoi Tqsyoqiov Toy QsoXoyou, not in uncial letters, with twelve fine miniatures ; a small quarto New Testament, containing the Apocalypse ; and some mag- nificent folios of the Fathers of the eleventh century ; but not one classic author. Among the manuscripts on paper were a folio of the Iliad of Homer, badly written, two copies of the works of Dionysius the Areopagite, and a multitude of books for the church-service. Alas ! they would part with nothing. The library was alto- gether a magnificent collection, and for the most part well preserved : they had no gi-eat number of printed books. I should imagine that this monastery must, from some fortunate accident, have suffered less from spoliation during the late revolution than any of the Chap. XXVII. MONASTERY OF ST. PAUL. 421 others ; for considering that it Is not a very large establishment, the number of valuable things it con- tained was quite astonishing. A quarter of an hour's row brought us to the scaricatojo of ST. PAUL, from whence we had to walk a mile and a half up a steep hill to the monastery, where building repairs were going on with great activity. I was received with cheerful hospitality, and soon made the acquaint- ance of four monks, who amongst them spoke English, French, Italian, and German. Having been installed in a separate bed-room, cleanly furnished in the Turkish style, where I subsequently enjoyed a de- lightful night's rest, undisturbed by a single flea, I was conducted into a large airy hall. Here, after a very comfortable dinner, the smaller fry of monks assembled to hear the illustrious stranger hold forth in turn to the four wise fathers who spoke unknown tongues. The simple, kind-hearted brethren looked with awe and wonder on the quadruple powers of those lips that uttered such strange sounds : just as the Peruvians made their reverence to the Spanish horses, whose speech they understood not, and whose manners were beyond their comprehension. It was fortunate for my reputation that the reverend German scholar was of a close and taciturn disposition, since my knowledge of his scraughing language did not extend 422 MONASTERY OF ST. PAUL. Chap. XXVII. very far, and when we got to scientific discussion I was very nearly at a stand still ; but I am inclined to think that he upheld my dignity to save his own ; and as my servant, who never minced matters, had doubtless told them that I could speak ninety other languages, and was besides nephew to most of the crowned heads of Europe, if a phoenix had come in he would have had a lower place assigned him. I found also that in this — as indeed in all the other monasteries — one who had performed the pilgrimage to the Holy Land was looked upon with a certain degree of respect. In short, I found that at last I was amongst a set of people who had the sense to appreciate my merits ; so I held up my head, and assumed all the dignified humility of real greatness. This monastery was founded for Bulgarian and Servian monks by Constantine Biancobano, Hospodar of Wallachia. There was little that was interesting in it, either in architecture or any other walk of art ; the library was contained in a small light closet, the books were clean, and ranged in order on the new deal shelves. There was only one Greek manuscript, a duodecimo copy of the Gospels of the twelfth or thirteenth century. The Servian and Bulgarian manu- scripts amounted to about two hundred and fifty : of these three were remarkable ; the first was a manuscript of the four Gospels, a thick quarto, and the uncial letters in which it was written were three fourths of Chap. XXVII. MONASTERY OF ST. PAUL. 423 an inch in height : it was imperfect at the end. The second was also a copy of the Gospels, a folio, in uncial letters, with fine illuminations at the beginning of each Gospel, and a large and curious portrait of a patriarch at the end ; all the stops in this volume were dots of gold ; several words also were written in gold- It was a noble manuscript. The third was likewise a folio of the Gospels in the ancient Bulgarian language, and, like the other two, in uncial letters. This manu- script was quite full of illuminations from beginning to end. I had seen no book like it anywhere in the Levant. I almost tumbled off the steps on which I was perched on the discovery of so extraordinary a volume. I saw that these books were taken care of, so I did not much like to ask whether they would part with them ; more especially as the community was evidently a prosperous one, and had no need to sell any of their goods. After walking about the monastery with the monks, as I was going away the agoumenos said he wished he had anything which he could present to me as a me- morial of my visit to the convent of St. Paul. On this a brisk fire of reciprocal compliments ensued, and I observed that I should like to take a book. " Oh ! by all means ! " he said ; " we make no use of the old books, and should be glad if you would accept one." We returned to the library ; and the agoumenos took out one at a hazard, as you might take a brick or a 424 MONASTERY OF SIMOPETRA. Chap. XXVII. stone out of a pile, and presented it to me. Quoth I, " If you don't care what book it is that you are so good as to give me, let me take one which pleases me ;" and, so saying, I took down the illuminated folio of the Bulgarian Gospels, and I could hardly believe I was awake when the agoumenos gave it into my hands. Perhaps the greatest piece of impertinence of which I was ever guilty, was when I asked to buy another ; but that they insisted upon giving me also ; so I took the other two copies of the Gospels men- tioned above, all three as free-will gifts. I felt almost ashamed at accepting these two last books ; but who could resist it, knowing that they were utterly value- less to the monks, and were not saleable in the bazaar at Constantinople, Smyrna, Salonica, or any neigh- bouring city ? However, before I went away, as a salvo to my conscience I gave some money to the church. The authorities accompanied me beyond the outer gate, and by the kindness of the agoumenos mules were provided to take us down to the sea-shore, where we found our clerical mariners ready for us. One of the monks, who wished for a passage to Xero- potamo, accompanied us ; and, turning our boat's head again to the north-west, we arrived before long a second time below the lofty rock of SIMOPETRA. This monastery was founded by St. Simon the Chap. XXVII. MONASTERY OF SIMOPETRA. 425 Anchorite, of whose history I was unable to learn anything. The buildings are connected with the side of the mountain by a fine aqueduct, which has a grand effect, perched as it is at so great a height above the sea, and consisting of two rows of eleven arches, one above the other, with one lofty arch across a chasm immediately under the walls of the monastery, which, as seen from this side, resembles an immense square tower, with several rows of wooden balconies or galleries projecting from the walls at a prodigious height from the ground. It was no slight effort of gymnastics to get up to the door, where I was received with many grotesque bows by an ancient porter. I was ushered into the presence of the agoumenos, who sat in a hall, surrounded by a reverend conclave of his bearded and long-haired monks ; and after partaking of sweetmeats and water, and a cup of coffee, accord- ing to custom, but no pipes — for the divines of Mount Athos do not indulge in smoking — they took me to the church and to the library. In the latter I found a hundred and fifty manu- scripts, of which fifty were on vellum, all works of divinity, and not above ten or twelve of them fine books. I asked permission to purchase three, to which they acceded. These were the ' Life and Works of St. John Climax, Agoumenos of Mount Sinai,' a quarto of the eleventh century ; the ' Acts and Epistles,' a noble folio written in large letters, 426 MONASTERY OF SIMOPETRA. Chap. XXVII. in double columns : a very fine manuscript, the letters upright and not much joined together : at the end is an inscription in red letters, which may contain the date, but it is so faint that I could not make it out. The third was a quarto of the four Gospels, with a picture of an evangelist at the beginning of each Gospel. Whilst I was arranging the payment for these manuscripts, a monk, opening the copy of the Gospels, found at the end a horrible anathema and malediction written by the donor, a prince or king, he said, against any one who should sell or part with this book. This was very unlucky, and produced a great effect upon the monks ; but as no anathema was found in either of the two other volumes, I was allowed to take them, and so went on my way re- joicing. They rang the bells at my departure, and I heard them at intervals jingling in the air above me as I scrambled down the rocky mountain. Except Dionisiou, this was the only monastery where the agoumenos kissed the letter of the patriarch and laid it upon his forehead : the sign of reverence and obedi- ence which is, or ought to be, observed with the firmans of the Sultan and other oriental potentates. The same evening I got back to my comfortable room at Xeropotamo, and did ample justice to a good meagre dinner after the heat and fatigues of the day. A monk had arrived from one of the outlying farms who could speak a little Italian ; he was deputed to From a Sliolcli by It. Ci.rri riFW OF THK MONASTER V AND AQLEDUrT OF SI.MOPKTRA, ON MOr'NT ATHO«, TAKKN FROAI THR SRA SHOR R. Chap. XXVII. 3I0NASTERY OF SIMOPETRA. 427 do the honours of the house, and accordingly dined with me. He was a magnificent-looking man of thirty or thirty-five years of age, with large eyes and long black hair and beard. As we sat together in the evening in the ancient room, by the light of one dim brazen lamp, with deep shades t.jrown across his face and figure, I thought he would have made an admir- able study for Titian or Sebastian del Piombo. In the course of conversation I found that he had learnt Italian from another monk, having never been out of the peninsula of Mount Athos. His parents and most of the other inhabitants of the village where he was born, somewhere in Roumelia — but its name or exact position he did not know — had been massacred during some revolt or disturbance. So he had been told, but he remembered nothing about it ; he had been educated in a school in this or one of the other monasteries, and his whole life had been passed upon the Holy Mountain ; and this, he said, was the case with very many other monks. He did not remember his mother, and did not seem quite sure that he ever had one ; he had never seen a woman, nor had he any idea what sort of things women were, or what they looked like. He asked me whether they resembled the pictures of the Panagia, the Holy V^irgin, which hang in every church. Now, those who are conversant with the peculiar conventional representations of the Blessed Virgin in the pictures of the Greek church, 428 MONASTERY OF SIMOPETRA, Chap. XXVII. which are all exactly alike, stiff, hard, and dry, with- out any appearance of life or emotion, will agree with me that they do not afford a very favourable idea of the grace or beauty of the fair sex ; and that there was a difference of appearance between black women, Circassians, and those of other nations, which was, however, difficult to describe to one who had never seen a lady of any race. He listened with great inte- rest while I told him that all women were not exactly like the pictures he had seen, but I did not think it charitable to carry on the conversation farther, although the poor monk seemed to have a strong inclination to know more of that interesting race of beings from whose society he had been so entirely debarred. I often thought afterwards of the singular lot of this manly and noble-looking monk : whether he is still a recluse, either in the monastery or in his mountain- farm, with its little moss-grown chapel as ancient as the days of Constantine ; or whether he has gone out into the world and mingled in its pleasures and its cares. I arranged with the captain of a small vessel which was lying off Xeropotamo taking in a cargo of wood, that he should give me a passage in two or three days, when he said he should be ready to sail ; and in the mean time I purposed to explore the metropolis of Mount Athos, the town of Cariez ; and then to go to Caracalla, and remain there till the vessel was ready. CIRCASSIAN LADV. Chap. XXVII. MONASTERY OF COUTLOUMOUSSI. 429 Accordingly, the next morning I set out, the Agou- menos supplying me with mules. The guide did not know how far it was to Cariez, which is situated almost in the centre of the peninsula. I found it was only distant one hour and a half ; but as I had not made arrangements to go on, I was obliged to remain there all day. Close to the town is the great monastery of COUTLOUMOUSSI, the most regular building on Mount Athos. It con- tains a large square court with a cloister of stone arches all round it, out of which the cells and cham- bers open, as they do in a Roman Catholic convent. The church stands in the centre of this quadrangle, and glories in a famous picture of the Last Judgment on the wall of the narthex, or porch, before the door of entrance. The monastery was at this time nearly uninhabited ; but, after some trouble, I found one monk, who made great diflaculties as to showing me the library, for he said a Russian had been there some time ago, and had borrowed a book which he never returned. However, at last I gained admission by means of that ingenious silver key which opens so many locks. In a good-sized square room, filled with shelves all round, I found a fine, although neglected, collection of books ; a great many of them thrown on the floor in heaps, and covered all over with dust, which the 430 MONASTERY OF COUTLOT7MOUSSI. Chap. XXVII. Russian did not appear to have much disturbed when he borrowed the book which had occasioned me so much trouble. There were about six or seven hundred volumes of printed books, two hundred MSS. on paper, and a hundred and fifty on vellum. I was not permitted to examine this library at all to my satisfac- tion. The solitary monk thought I was a Russian, and would not let me alone, or give me the time I wanted for my researches. I found a multitude of folios and quartos of the works of St. Chrysostom, who seems to have been the principal instructor of the monks of Mount Athos, that is, in the days when they were in the habit of reading — a tedious custom, which they have long since given up by general con- sent. I met also with an Evangelistarium, a quarto in uncial letters, but not in very fine condition. Two or three other old monks had by this time crept out of their holes, but they would not part with any of their books : that unhappy Russian had filled the minds of the whole brotherhood with suspicion. So we went to the church, which was curious and quaint, as they all are ; and as we went through all the requisite for- malities before various grim pictures, and showed due respect for the sacred character of a Chris- tian church, they began at last to believe that I was not a Russian ; but if they had seen the con- tents of the saddle-bags which were sticking out bravely on each side of the patient mule at the gate, Chap. XXVII. CARIEZ. 431 they would perhaps have considered me as something far worse. Coutloumoussi was founded by the Emperor Alexius Comnenus, and, having been destroyed by " tlie Pope of Rome,''' was restored by the piety of various hos- podars and waywodes of Bessarabia. It is difficult to understand what these worthy monks can mean when they affirm that several of their monasteries have been burned and plundered by the Pope. Perhaps in the days of the Crusades some of the rapacious and undis- ciplined hordes who accompanied the armies of the Cross — not to rescue the holy sepulchre from the power of the Saracens, but for the sake of plunder and robbery — may have been attracted by the fame of the riches of these peaceful convents, and have made the differences in their religion a pretext for sacrilege and rapacity. Thus bands of pirates and brigands in the middle ages may have cloaked their acts of violence under the specious excuse of devotion to the Church of Rome ; and so the Pope has acquired a bad name, and is looked upon with terror and animosity by the inhabitants of the monasteries of Mount Athos. Having seen what I could, I went on to the town of Cariez, if it can properly be called such ; for it is difficult to explain what it is. One may perhaps say that what Washington is to the United States, Cariez is to Mount Athos. A few artificers do live there who carve crosses and ornaments in cypress-wood. 432 CARIEZ. Chap. XXVII. The principal feature of the place is the great church of Protaton, which is surrounded by smaller buildings and chapels. These I saw at a distance, but did not visit, because I could get no mules, and it was too hot to walk so far. A Turkish aga lives here : he is sent by the Porte to collect the revenue from the monks, and also to protect them from other Turkish visitors. He is paid and provided with food by a kind of rate . which is levied on the twenty-one monasteries of ayiov o§oj-, and is in fact a sort of sheep-dog to the flock of helpless monks who pasture among the trees and rocks of the peninsula. On certain days the Agoumenoi of the monasteries and the high officers of their commu- nities meet at the church of Protaton for the transac- tion of business and the discussion of afiairs. I am sorry I did not see this ancient house of parliament. The rooms in which these synods or convocations are held adjoin the church. Situated at short distances around these principal edifices are numerous small ecclesiastical villas, such as were called cells in Eng- land before the Reformation : these are the habitations of the venerable senators when they come up to par- liament. Some of them are beautifully situated ; for Cariez stands in a fair, open vale, half-way up the side of the mountain, and commands a beautiful view to the north of the sea, with the magnificent island of Samotraki looming superbly in the distance. All around are large orchards and plantations of peach- Chap, XXVII. TURKISH AGA AND KIOSK. 433 trees and of various other sorts of fi-uit-bearing trees in great abundance, and the round hills are clothed with greensward. It is a happy, peaceful-looking place, and in its trim and sunny arbours reminds one of Virgil and Theocritus. I went to the house of the aga to seek for a habita- tion, but the aga was asleep ; and who was there so bold as to wake a sleeping aga ? Luckily he awoke of his own accord; and he was soon informed by ray interpreter that an illustrious personage awaited his leisure. He did not care for a monk, and not much for an agouraenos ; but he felt small in the presence of a mighty Turkish aga. Nevertheless, he ventured a few hints as usual about the kings and queens who were my first cousins, but in a ranch more subdued tone than usual ; and I was received with that courteous civility and good breeding which is so fi-equently met with among Turks of every degree. The aga apologised for having no good room to offer me ; but he sent out his men to look for a lodging ; and in the mean time we went to a kiosk, that is, a place like a large bird- cage, with enough roof to make a shade, and no walls to impede the free passage of the air. It was built of wood, upon a scaffold eight or ten feet fi-om the ground, in the corner of a garden, and commanded a fine view of the sea. In one corner of this cage I sat all day long, for there was nowhere else to go to ; and the aga sat opposite to me in another corner, smoking his pipe. 434 A SHE-CAT ON MOUNT ATHOS ! Chap. XXVII. in which solacing occupation to his great surprise I did not partake. We had cups of coffee and sherbet every now and then, and about every half-hour the aga uttered a few words of compliment or welcome, in- forming me occasionally that there were many der- vishes in the place, " very many dervishes," for so he denominated the monks. Dinner came towards even- ing. There was meat, dolmas, demir tatlessi, olives, salad, roast meat, and pilau, that filled up some time ; and shortly afterwards I retired to the house of the monastery of Russico, a little distance from my kiosk ; and there I slept on a carpet on the boards ; and at sunrise was ready to continue my journey, as were also the mules. The aga gave me some breakfast, at which repast a cat made its appearance, with whom the day before I had made acquaintance ; but now it came, not alone, but accompanied by two kittens. "Ah!" said I to the aga, " how is this ? Why, as I live, this is a she cat ! a cat feminine ! What business has it on Mount Athos? and with kittens too ! a wicked cat !" " Hush !" said the Aga, with a solemn grin ; " do not say anything about it. Yes, it must be a she-cat : I allow, certainly, that it must be a she-cat. I brought it with me from Stamboul. But do not speak of it, or they will take it away ; and it reminds me of my home, where ray wife and children are living far away from me." I promised to make no scandal about the cat, and TURKISH LADY, IN THE YASHMAK, OR VEIL. Chap. XXVII. A SHE-CAT ON MOUNT ATHOS ! 435 took my leave ; and as I rode off I saw him looking at me out of his cage with the cat sitting by his side. I was sorry I could not take aga and cat and all with me to Stamboul, the poor gentleman looked so solitary and melancholy. u2 436 MONASTERY OF CARACALLA. Chap. XXVIII. CHAPTER XXVIII. Caracalla — The Agoumenos — Curious Cross — The Nuts of Cara- calla — Singular Mode of preparing a Dinner Table — Departure from Mount Athos — Packing of the MSS. — Difficulties of the ■Way — Voyage to the Dardanelles — Apprehended Attack from Pirates — Return to Constantinople. It took me three hours to reach Caracalla, where the agoumenos and Father Joasaph received me with all the hospitable kindness of old friends, and at once installed me in my old room, which looked into the court, and was very cool and quiet. Here I reposed in peace during the hotter hours of the day ; and here I received the news that the captain of the vessel which I had hired had left me in the lurch and gone out to sea, having, I suppose, made some better bargain. This caused me some tribulation ; but there was nothing to be done but to get another vessel ; so I sent back to Xeropotamo, which appeared to be the most frequented part of the coast, to see whether there was any craft there which could be hired. I employed the next day in wandering about with the agoumenos and Father Joasaph in all the holes and corners of the monastery ; the agoumenos telling me interminable legends of the saints, and asking Father Joasaph if they were not true. I looked over the Chap. XXVIII. CURIOUS ANCIENT CROSS. 437 library, where I found an uncial Evangelistarium ; a manuscript of Demosthenes on paper, but of some antiquity ; a manuscript of Justin {lovnnvou) in Greek ; and several other manuscripts, — all of which the agou- inenos agreed to let me have. One of the monks had a curiously carved cross set in silver, which he wished to sell ; but I told the agou- menos that it was not sufficiently ancient : I added, however, that if I could meet with any ancient cross or shrine or reliquary, I should be delighted to purchase such a thing, and that I would give a good price for it. In the afternoon it struck him suddenly that as he did not care for antiquities, perhaps we might come to an arrangement ; and the end of the affair was that he gave n.e one of the ancient crosses which I had seen when I was there before, and put the one the monk had to sell in its place ; certain pieces of gold which I produced rendering this transaction satisfactory to all parties. This most curious and beautiful piece of jewellery has been since engraved, and forms the subject of the third plate in Shaw's ' Dresses and Decorations of the Middle Ages,' London, 1843. It had been presented to the monastery by the Emperor John, whom, from what I was told by the agoumenos, I take to have been John Zimisces. It is one of the most ancient as well as one of the finest rehcs of its kind now existing in England. On the evening of the second day my man returned u3 438 HAZEL-NUTS OF CARACALLA. Chap. XXVIIL from Xeropotamo with the information that he had found a small Greek brig, and had engaged to give the patron or captain eleven hundred piastres for our pas- sage thence to the Dardanelles the next day, if I could manage to be ready in so short a time. As fortunately I had purchased all the manuscripts which I wished to possess, there was nothing to detain me on Mount Athos ; for I had now visited every monastery except- ing that of St. Anne, which indeed is not a monastery like the rest, but a mere collection of hermitages or cells at the extreme point of the peninsula, immediately under the great peak of the mountain. I was told that there was nothing there worth seeing ; but still I am sorry that I did not make a pilgrimage to so original a community, who it appears live on roots and herbs, and are the most strict of all the ascetics in this strange monastic region. All of a sudden, as yvQ were walking quietly toge- ther, the agoumenos asked me if I knew what was the price of nuts at Constantinople. " Nuts ?" said I. " Yes, nuts," said he ; " hazel-nuts : nuts are excel- lent things. Have they a good supply of nuts at Constantinople ?" " Well," said I, " I don't know ; but I dare say they have. But why, my Lord, do you ask ? Why do you wish to know the price of hazel-nuts at Con- stantinople ?" Chap. XXVIII. HAZEL-NUTS OF CARACALLA. 439 " Oh !" said the agoumenos, " they do not eat half nuts enough at Stamboul. Nuts are excellent things. They should be eaten more than they are. People say that nuts are unwholesome ; but it is a great mistake." And so saying, he introduced me into a set of upper rooms that I had not previously entered, the entire floors of which w^ere covered two feet deep with nuts. I never saw one-hundredth part so many before. The good agoumenos, it seems, had been speculating in hazel-nuts ; and a vessel was to come to the little tower of the scaricatojo down below to be freighted with them : they were to produce a prodigious profit, and defray the expense of finishing the new buildings of Caracalla. " Take some," said he ; " don't be afraid ; there are })lenty. Take some, and taste them, and then you can tell your friends at Constantinople what a peculiar flavour you found in the famous nuts of Athos ; and in all Athos every one knows that there are no nuts like those of Caracalla !" They were capital nuts ; but as it was before dinner, and I was ravenously hungry, and my lord the agou- menos had not brought a bottle of sherry in his pocket, I did not particularly relish them. But there had been great talking during the morning between the agou- menos and Pater Joasaph about a famous large fish which was to be cooked for dinner ; and, as the im- portant hour was approaching, we adjourned to my 440 SINGULAR DINNER-TABLE. Chap. XXVIII. sitting room. Father Joasaph was already there, having washed his hands and seated himself on the divan, in order to regulate the proceedings of the lay brother who acted as butler. The preparations for the ban- quet were made. The lay brother first brought in the table-cloth, which he spread upon the ground in one corner of the room ; then he turned the table up- side down upon the table-cloth, with its legs in the air : next he brought two immense flagons, one of wine, the other of water ; these were made of copper tinned, and were each a foot and a half high ; he set them down on the carpet a little way from the table- cloth ; and round the table he placed three cushions for the agoumenos, Pater Joasaph, and me ; and then he went away to bring the dinner. He soon re- appeared, bringing in, with the assistance of another stout catechumen, the whole of the dinner on a large circular tray of well-polished brass called a sinni. This was so formed as to fix on the sticking-up legs of the subverted table, and, with the aid of Pater Joasaph, it was soon all tight and straight. In a great centre -dish there appeared the big fish in a sea of sauce surrounded by a mountainous shore of rice. Round this luxurious centre stood a circle of smaller dishes, olives, caviare, salad (no eggs, because there were no hens), papas yaknesi, and several sweet things. Two cats followed the dinner into the room, and sat down demurely side by side. The fish looked excellent, and had a Chap. XXVIII. BARLAAM. 441 most savoury smell. I had washed my hands, and was preparing to sit down, when the Father Abbot, who was not thinking of the dinner, took this inopportune moment to begin one of his interminable stories. " We have before spoken," he said, " of the many kings, princes, and patriarchs who have given up the world and ended their days here in peace. One of the most important epochs in the history of Mount Athos occurred about the year 1336, when a Calabrian monk, a man of great learning though of mean appearance, whose name was Barlaam, arrived on a pilgrimage to venerate the sacred relics of our famous sanctuaries. He found here many holy men, who, having retired entirely from the world, by communing with them- selves in the privacy of their own cells, had arrived at that state of calm beatitude and heavenly contemplation, that the eternal light of Mount Tabor was revealed to them." " Mount Tabor ?" said I. " Yes," said the agoumenos, "the light which had been seen during the time of the Transfiguration by the apostles, and which had always existed there, was seen by those who, after years of solitude and penance and maceration of the flesh, had arrived at that state of abstraction from all earthly things that hi their bodies they saw the divine light. They in those good times would sit alone in their chambers with their eyes cast down upon the region of their navel ; this was 442 BARLAAM. Chap. XXVIII. painful at first, both from the fixedness of the attitude required, with the head bent down upon the breast, and from the workings of the mind, which seemed to wander in the regions of darkness and space. At last, when they had persevered in fasting day and night with no change of thought or attitude for many hours, they began to feel a wonderful satisfaction ; a ray of joy ineffable would seem to illuminate the brain ; and no sooner had the soul discovered the place of the heart than it was involved in a mystic and ethereal light." * " Ah," said I, " really !" " Now this Barlaam, being a carnal and worldly- minded man, took upon himself to doubt the efficacy of this bodiiy and mental discipline ; it is said that he even ventured to ridicule the venerable fathers who gave themselves up so entirely to the contemplation of the light of Mount Tabor. Not only did he question the merits of these ascetic acts, but, being learned in books, and being endowed with great powers of elo- quence and persuasion, he infused doubts into the minds of others of the monks and anchorites of Mount Athos. Arguments were used on both sides ; con- versations arose upon these subjects ; arguments grew into disputations, conversations into controversies, till at last, from the most peaceful and regular of commu- nities, the peninsula of the holy mountain became from * Mosheim's ' Ecclesiastical History ;' Gibbon. Chap. XXVIII. BARLAAM. 443 one end to the other a theatre of discord, douht, and diiFerence ; the flames of contention were lit up ; every thing was unsettled ; men knew not what to think ; till at last, with general consent, the unhappy intruder was dismissed from all the monasteries ; and, flying from the storm of angry words which he had raised on all sides around him, he departed from Mount Athos and retired to the city of Constantinople. There his specious manners, his knowledge of the lan- guage of the Latins, and the dissensions he had created in the church, brought him into notice at court ; and now not only were the monks of Mount Athos and Olympus divided against each other, but the city was split into parties of theological disputants ; clamour and acrimony raged on every side. The Emperor Andronicus, willing to remove the cause of so much contentipn, and being at the same time surrounded with difficulties on all sides (for the unbelieving Turks, commanded by the fierce Orchan, had with their un- numbered tribes overrun Bithynia and many of the provinces of the Christian emperor), he graciously condescended to give his imperial mandate that the monk Barlaam should [here the two cats became voci- ferous in their impatience for the fish] be sent on an embassy to the Pope of Rome ; he was empowered to enter into negotiations for the settlement of all reli- gious differences between the Eastern and Western churches, on condition that the Latin princes should 444 BARLAAM. Chap. XXVIII, assist the emperor to drive the Turks back into the confines of Asia, The Emperor Andronicus died from a fever brought on by excitement in defending the cause of the ascetic quietists before a council in his palace. John Paleologus was set aside ; and John Cantacuzene, in a desperate endeavour to please all parties, gave his daughter Theodora to Orchan the Emperor of the Osmanlis ; and at his coronation the purple buskin of his right leg was fastened on by the Greeks, and that of his left leg by the Latins, Not- withstanding these concessions, the embassy of Barlaam, the most important with which any diplomatic agent was ever trusted, failed altogether from the troubles of the times. The Emperor John Cantacuzene, who celebrated his own acts in an edict beginning with the words ' by my sublime and almost incredible virtue,' gave up the reins of power, and taking the name of Josaph, became a monk of one of the monasteries of the holy mountain, which was then known by the name of the monastery of Mangane, while the monk Barlaam was created Bishop of Gerace, in Italy," By the time the good abbot had come to the con- clusion of his history, the fish was cold and the dinner spoilt ; but I thought his account of the extraordinary notions which the monks of those dark ages had formed of the duties of Christianity so curious, that it almost compensated for the calamity of losing the only good dinner which I had seen on Mount Athos. Chap. XXVIII. SCENERY OF MOUNT ATUOS. 445 What a difference it would have made in the affairs of Europe if the embassy of Barlaam had succeeded ! The Turks would not have been now in possession of Constantinople ; and many points of difference having been mutually conceded by the two great divisions of the church, perhaps the Reformation never would have taken place. The narration of these events was the more interesting to me, as I had it from the lips of a monk who to all intents and purposes was living in the darkness of remote antiquity. His ample robes, his long beard, and the Byzantine architecture of the ancient room in which we sat, impressed his words upon my remembrance ; and as I looked upon the eager countenance of the abbot, whose thoughts still were fixed upon the world from which he had retired, while he discoursed of the troubles and discords which had invaded the peaceful glades and quiet solitudes of the holy mountain, I felt that there was no place left on this side of the grave where the wicked cease from troubling or where the weary are at rest. No places, however, that I have seen equal the beauty of the scenery and the calm retired look of the small farm- houses, if they may so be called, which I met with in my rides on the declivities of Mount Athos. These buildings are usually situated on the sides of hills opening on the land which the monastic labourers cul- tivate ; they consist of a small square tower, usually appended to which are one or two little stone cottages, X 446 DEPARTURE FROM MOUKT ATHOS. Chap. XXVIIL and an ancient chapel, from which the tinkhng of the bar which calls the monks to prayer may be heard many times a day echoing softly through the lovely glades of the primaeval forest. The gromid is covered in some places with anemones and cyclamen ; water- falls are met with at the head of half the valleys, pouring their refreshing waters over marble rocks. If the great mountain itself, which towers up so grandly above the enchanting scenery below, had been carved into the form of a statue of Alexander the Great, according to the project of Lysippus, though a won- derful effort of human labour, it could hardly have added to the beauty of the scene, which is so much increased by the appearance of the monasteries, whose lofty towers and roiuided domes appear almost like the palaces we read of in a fairy tale. The next morning, at an early hour, mules were waiting in the court to carry me across the hills to the harbour below the monastery of Xeropotamo, where the Greek brig was lying which was to convey me and my treasures from these peaceful shores. Emptying out my girdle, I calculated how much, or rather how little money would suffice to pay the expenses of my voyage to the Asiatic castle of the Dardanelles, feeling assured that from thence I could get credit for a passage in the magnificent steamer The Stamhoul, which ran between Smyrna and Constantinople. With the reservation of this sum, I gave the agouraenos all Chap. XXVIII. DEPARTURE FROM MOUNT ATIIOS. 447 my remaining gold, and in return he provided me with an old wooden chest, in which I stowed away several goodly folios ; for the saddle-bags, although distended to their utmost limits, did not suffice to carry all the great manuscripts and ponderous volumes that were now added to my store. Turning out the corn from the nosebags of the mules, I put one or two smaller books in each ; and, after all, an extra mule was sent for to convey the surplus tomes over the rough and craggy ridge which we were to pass in our journey to the other sea. Although the stories of the agoumenos were too windy and too long, 1 was sorry to part from him, and I took an affectionate leave also of Pater Joasaph and the two cats. Unfortunately, in the hurry of departure, I left on the divan the MS. of Justin, which I had been trying to decipher, and forgot it when I came away. It was a small thick octavo, on charta bombycina, and was probably kicked into the nearest corner as soon as I evacuated the monastery. Our ride was a very rough one. We had first to ascend the hill, in some places through deep ravines, and in others through most glorious forests of gigantic trees, mostly planes, Avith a thick underwood of those aromatic flowering evergreens which so beautifully clothe the hills of Greece and this part of Turkey. When we had crossed the upper ridge of rock, leaving the peak of Athos towering to the sky on our left, we had to descend the dry bed of a torrent so full 448 DREAD OF PIRATES. Chap. XXVIII. of great stones and fallen rocks, that it appeared im- possible for anything but a goat to travel on such a road. I got off my mule, and began jumping from one rock to another on the edge of the precipice ; but the sun was so powerful, that in a short time I was com- pletely exhausted ; and on looking at the mules, I saw that one after another they jumped down so unerringly over chasms and broken rocks, alighting so precisely in the exact place where there was standing-room for their feet, that, after a little consideration, I re- mounted my mule ; and keeping my seat, without holding the bridle, we hopped and skipped from rock to rock down this extraordinary track, until in due time we arrived safely at the sea-shore, close to the mouth of the little river of Xeropotamo. My manu- scripts and myself were soon embarked, and with a favouring breeze we stood out into the Gulf of Monte Santo, and had leisure to survey the scenery of this superb peninsula as we glided round the lofty marble rocks and noble forests which formed the back- ground to the strange and picturesque Byzantine monasteries with every one of which we had become acquainted. Being a little nervous on account of the pirates, of whom I had heard many stories during my sojourn on Mount Athos, I questioned the master of the vessel on this subject. " Oh," said he, " the sea is now very quiet ; there have been no pirates about the coast for Chap. XXVIII. RETURN TO CONSTANTINOPLE. 449 the last fortnight." This assurance hardly satisfied me. How terrible it would be to see these precious volumes thrown into the sea, like my unhappy precursor's MS. of Homer ! It was frightful to think of ! We were three days at sea, there being at this fine season very little wind. Once we thought we were chased by a wicked- looking cutter with a large white mainsail, which kept to windward of us ; but in the end, after some hours of deadly tribulation, during which I hid the manuscripts as well as I could under all kinds of rubbish in the hold, we descried the stars and stripes of America upon her ensign ; so then I pulled all the old books out again. This cutter was, I suppose, a tender to some American man-of-war. On the evening of the third day we found ourselves safe under the guns of Roumeli Calessi, the European castle of the Darda- nelles ; and, after a good deal of tedious tacking, we got across to the Asiatic castle of Coom Calessi, where I landed with all my treasures. Before long, the Smyrna steamer, The Stamhoul, hove in sight, and I took my passage in her to Constantinople. THE END. ondon : Printed by W. Clowes and Sons, Stamford Street. UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LIBRARY Los Angeles This book is DUE on the last date stamped below. 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