. All the Russias: travels and studies in contemporary European Russia, Finland, Siberia, the Caucasus, and Central Asia. erally passes forbeauty among ourselves. These are women, you feel, whose lipswould whisper passionate love or, if times allowed, sing highthe song that sends their men to battle—whose fingers wouldgrasp the dagger or fall lightly across the strings of the lute, withequal aptness. Dagger and war-song, however, are out of datein the Caucasus to-day. One of the quaintest sights of the whole bazaar is its district of Kakhetia, not far from here, produces red and 2IO A
. All the Russias: travels and studies in contemporary European Russia, Finland, Siberia, the Caucasus, and Central Asia. erally passes forbeauty among ourselves. These are women, you feel, whose lipswould whisper passionate love or, if times allowed, sing highthe song that sends their men to battle—whose fingers wouldgrasp the dagger or fall lightly across the strings of the lute, withequal aptness. Dagger and war-song, however, are out of datein the Caucasus to-day. One of the quaintest sights of the whole bazaar is its district of Kakhetia, not far from here, produces red and 2IO ALL THE RUSSIAS white wine, and a wine neither red nor white, but of the colourof tawny port and the taste of brown sherry. This is for thewell-to-do; the peoples wine, costing incredibly little, is thin andacid, but quite pure. Of course I have seen in many Easterncountries wine-skins and water-skins, but a whole ox filled withwine took me by surprise. There he lay at the dukhan door, onhis back, his feet and head cut off and the holes tied up, bloated,enormous. You call for a glass and the lace is loosed from his. Tiflis—Wine-skins and the Wine-shop. foreleg and out pours the wine. The wine-shop itself is below thestreet, and below it is a deeper cellar where a match shows rowupon row of these truncated wine-filled beeves, a bovine cata-comb. In the dukhan nearer the Persian bazaar I spent some rarehours, eating black bread, smoking tobacco from Isfahan, drink-ing the slender vintage from the foreleg of the burdyuki, andlistening to thrilling tales of Shamyl from one who had foughtagainst him for ten years. TIFLIS OF THE CROSS-ROADS 21 1 Another experience of Tiflis is the bath. It is a luxurious,modern, tile-fronted building in the heart of the Armenian ba-zaar, belonging to a prince whose name escapes me. Abundant ^^^^^^T^^^^^^^^^^^^H ^>^ i^^H^H ^^^ ^- ^vi^^^^^^BliH^I^^H *<*MI^v___ ^« 1 --- __^./^^^^^^H * ^^^^^^^^^^^|H^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^H^^^^^|HBB|[^^^H The Shampoo
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