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marshy situation, the inhabitants being subject to agues. This inconvenience, says our author, is compensated by the quantity of wild fowl and fish caught at this season when the tertians prevail, so that the sick in this country, we suppose, receive benefit from the appetites of those that are well. The cod is found in the gulf of Scandaroon, and in no other part of the Mediterranean; and, what is more surprising, it is in all respects the same as the cod in the English and North-seas. Besides the cod, it will delight our city aldermen to hear, that in the winter season there are both red and grey mullets,—the red in great abundance, and as cheap as sprats in England in a plentiful season: john-dories, prawns, and soles, but not in plenty, in February and March. As we did not before know, that the mutton of Scandaroon was as good "as in any part of "the known world;"--we presume this is one of the chapters in which the editor predicted us "original and instructive in"formation." In the road from Scandaroon to Bias (to which our author travelled) are the remains of two columns. Mr. Parsons was so incredulous as not to believe that on that 66 very spot the whale threw up Jonah, and there landed him, "and that in consequence those two columns were built, "which have been ever since called after his name Jonah's “Pillars." In chapter two, we find that the road from Scandaroon to Bylan is very steep; the town of Bylan near a mile long; and, by way of dessert to the above-mentioned johndories, the grapes of Bylan very fine. Figs, plums, apri"cots, peaches, apples, and pears are likewise in great plenty, "as well as mulberries and walnuts." September 1, 1772, Mr. Parsons, attended by his cook, began his tour from Bylan to Kepse, the antient Seleucia. He viewed a prospect from an eminence on the road, which was "most surprizingly beautiful."


"The plain seemed variegated like a rich and beautiful carpet, "the Orontes gliding through it in meanders; the lake to the left, "at a great distance below, seemed only like a large pond, although

"it was more than thirty miles in circumference; nor did the river "itself appear wider than a ditch."

From the elegance of taste and richness of metaphor by which this passage is characterized, and which are so unusual with our author, we shrewdly suspect it to be one among the many labours of Mr. Barjew of Bristol, and return him our thanks for the pleasure it afforded us. We believe too, the following specimen of amiable simplicity proceeded from his pen :

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"At Ordu (to which our author travelled) the inhabitants are more than three-fourths of them Greeks, yet none but the priests "understand Greek, both Turks and Greeks speaking the language "of the country, which is Arabic."

From Ordu our travellers (i. e. Mr. Parsons and cook) went to Latachia (the antient Laodicea), which is not quite so large or populous as in antient times. Here Mr. Parsons found a convent of missionary Carmelite friars, with whom he dined several times, and "their refectory was well supplied with the "best wine and provisions that can be obtained.” He departed from Latachia to Aleppo, and on his road saw a chasm which was called by the name of the Old Woman's Slit. But more astonishing, he actually saw (mirabile dictu) at a village called Chogle, men in the very act of breeding silk-worms, and masons, carpenters, smiths, and barbers. At Aleppo, where in due time he arrived, the gates are opened at about half an hour before sun-rise, and shut about half an hour after sun-set. "The gate nearest the Jewdeda is called the Garden

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gate; the easternmost gate is called the Bagdat-gate; the "westernmost the Antioch-gate; and the other, the Damas"cus-gate." And so ends the history of the gates. After our traveller had returned from Aleppo to Scandaroon, and again from Scandaroon to Aleppo, he provided full two months provisions, of "hams, rice, dried tongues, biscuit, butter, "coffee, sugar, wine, beer, rum, barley for his horse, &c. &c. "&c."-for the purpose of seeing Bagdat-which he saw.

The journey through the desert is dangerous on account of the Arabs with which it is infested. The caravan of our author, however, met with no tribes that were hostile,several thạt were friendly; to whom they paid the accustomed tribute, The caravans are conducted by sheiks or Arab chiefs, who de fend them from the rapine of other Arabs with great fidelity and courage so long as they are the guides, but immediately as they give up this office, which is usually at the expiration of three years, plunder the very merchants whom perhaps they before protected. The following interesting story is told of an Arab girl:

"A little Arab girl brought a young antelope to sell, which was "bought by a Greek merchant for half a piaster. She had bored both "the ears, into each of which she had inserted two small pieces of silk "ribbon; she told the purchaser, that as it could run about and lap “milk, he might be able to rear it up, and that she should not "have sold it, but she wanted money to buy a ribband, which her "mother would not afford her; then almost smothering the little "animal with kisses, she delivered it with tears in her eyes and ran away. The merchant ordered it to be killed and dressed for sup 46 per. In the close of the evening, the girl came to take the last "farewell of her little pet-knowing that we were to decamp at day-break. When she was told it was killed, she seemed much surprized, saying, it was impossible that any body could be so "cruel as to kill such a pretty creature: on its being shown to her "with its throat cut, she burst into tears, threw the money in the "man's face, and ran away crying."

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Mr. Parsons found Bagdat full of coffee-houses, the number of which is stated to be nine hundred and fifty-five; of these, however, many were shut up in 1772-3, owing to the ravages of the plague on the population. These coffee-houses are in the skirts of the town, and it is not unusual to see in them from two to three hundred persons at a time, some playing at chess, others smoaking and drinking coffee, and others engaged in conversation.

The velocity of the Euphrates he was surprized to find owing to torrents descending from the interior of the country; as, not knowing the distance of Bagdat from the Persian gulf, he

had concluded it to proceed from the influx of the tide. Our author went from Bagdat down the Euphrates to Bussora. Bussora, soon after his arrival, was attacked by the arms of the Persian monarch in revenge for the English having removed their trade to this city from Bushcar. The Persians were repulsed in an onset made in the night-time, and many of their soldiers killed; the mangled heads of whom were the next day publicly exposed to the scorn, derision, and hatred of the Bagdatians. A small squadron of mercantile English, who might have been of the greatest service to the Mussulmans during the siege, with the magnanimity that usually marks our conduct in the East, as soon as they had plunged their allies in distress, fairly turned their backs and fled from them. This, indeed, it may be said in extenuation of their behaviour, was in imitation of an Arabian sheik, who by his perfidy or cowardice had nearly betrayed the city into the hands of the Persians. Baseness is contagious: and experience has shewn that the climate of the East is peculiarly fitted to spread and circulate it among Englishmen. Our author next visited Bushcar and the isles of Baharin, where he saw the pearlfishery, so often described by others, and so confusedly by himself, that it is useless to attempt an account of it. From the Baharin isles he went to Bombay, where the Company's marine was upwards of twenty in number, and these not more than sufficient to protect the coasting-trade from pirates, with which the Indian sea abounds. His next voyage was along the Malabar coast. He accordingly describes the city of Seringapatam, although it is evident he never saw it; and asserts, contrary to the fact, that it is built in the middle of an extensive lake. From the Malabar coast he sailed to Surat, and saw trees of forty yards in circumference, and Banyans cultivating them, that never feed on the flesh of animals. He afterwards returns to Bombay, and thence visits Mocha, Sues, and Cairo. At Cairo, he was witness of the solemnity of cutting the dam of the Nile, and heard the increase of that celebrated

river daily proclaimed by blind men with red flags in their hands. The pyramids too he saw, but leaves the description of these to men of more science than himself, giving his opinion nevertheless, that the sphinx is better worth viewing than any one of them.

Thus end the adventures, if such they can be called, of the Scandaroon factor-marine, who travelled through the most interesting parts of two, quarters of the globe without having rendered the narration of his travels either entertaining or instructive. We cannot indeed conjecture the motive that induced Mr. Barjew of Bristol, to correct the bad grammar and quaint sentences of this work, for the purpose of presenting it to the public; there is nothing in it, that we have observed, that has thrown any additional light on the manners, customs, or literature of the East. Here are no statistical inquiries, no interesting philosophical disquisitions. Even personal adventures, those interesting egotisms, that so often are more pleasing than the most correct and solid information—are not here to be found. The author relates every thing that he has seen, with the cold, dry, and languid manner of the geogra pher-or with the minuteness of the voyaging trader; and though there are frequent occasions in those regions of Asia Minor, so hallowed by remembrances of the sacred past, in which he might display the softness of his feelings, or the energy of his thought-he slumbers on in his usual didactic style. If indeed the ports he visited are accurately described, and the winds that prevail in them, or the rocks that render them dangerous, pointed out, the author has done as much as his education or habits rendered him capable of performing; but, we will ask Mr. Barjew, whether these are excellences sufficient to claim the attention of the public? Not, indeed, that this work is so wholly without its merits as to render it totally unworthy of readers: on the contrary, it is better than many of the travels that daily issue from the press. Its merits, however, are of the negative kind, and more than compensated

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