. The near East; Dalmatia, Greece and Constantinople. many of the women are not only pretty,but have delightful expressions, open, pure, and seems to be nothing to fear in Dalmatia. Ihave driven through the wilds, and over the flanks ofthe mountains, both in Dalmatia and Herzegovina,in the dead of the night, and had no unpleasant ex-perience. The peasants have a high reputation forhonesty and general probity as well as for beggars are scarce, if they exist at all, in Dal-matia. Trau has a unique charm. The riviera of the SetteCastelli stretches between it and Spalato, alo
. The near East; Dalmatia, Greece and Constantinople. many of the women are not only pretty,but have delightful expressions, open, pure, and seems to be nothing to fear in Dalmatia. Ihave driven through the wilds, and over the flanks ofthe mountains, both in Dalmatia and Herzegovina,in the dead of the night, and had no unpleasant ex-perience. The peasants have a high reputation forhonesty and general probity as well as for beggars are scarce, if they exist at all, in Dal-matia. Trau has a unique charm. The riviera of the SetteCastelli stretches between it and Spalato, along theshore of an inlet of the sea which is exactly like ablue lake. And what a marvelous blue it is on acloudless autumn day! Every one knows what ismeant by a rapture of spring. Those who traversethat riviera at the end of October, or even in theopening days of November, will know what a rap-ture of autumn can be. Miles upon miles of bright-golden and rose-redvineyards edge the startling blue of the sea. And 26 TRALT —VESTIBULE OF THE CATHEDRAL. the l>etruit Publishing Company PICTURESQUE DALMATIA the vines are not stunted and ugly, but large, leafy,growing with a rank luxuriance. Among them,with trunks caught as it were in the warm embracesof these troops of bacchantes, are thousands of sil-ver-green olive-trees. And peasants in red, peasantsin orange-color, move waist-deep, sometimes shoul-der-deep, through the glory, under the glory of thesun. Here and there in a grass-grown clearing, likea small islet in the ocean of vines, appears a hut ofbrushwood and woven grasses, and under the treesbefore it sit peasants eating the grapes they havejust picked warm from the plants. Now and thena sportsman may be seen, in peasant costume, smok-ing a cigarette, his gun over his shoulder, passingslowly with his red-brown dog among the red-goldvines. Xow and then a distant report rings outamong the olives. Then the w^arm silence falls againover this rapture of autumn. And so, you com
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