Narrative of a journey through Greece in 1830 : with remarks upon the actual state of the naval and military power of the Ottoman empire . them on a similar occasion, they fell thevictims of destiny. 322 PROCEED TOWARDS THE CHAPTER XI. We proceed towards Megaspileon.—Arrive at the Convent.—Remarks of the Monks upon religion.—The Church.—Picture of the Holy Virgin painted by St. Luke.—Originof the Monastery.—Wealth of the Priests.—The Library.—Ibrahim repulsed from Megaspileon.—Vostizza.—Lepanto.—Castles of the Morea and Roumelia.—Patras.—HadgiChristos irregular Cavalry.—Society at Patras.—Emba
Narrative of a journey through Greece in 1830 : with remarks upon the actual state of the naval and military power of the Ottoman empire . them on a similar occasion, they fell thevictims of destiny. 322 PROCEED TOWARDS THE CHAPTER XI. We proceed towards Megaspileon.—Arrive at the Convent.—Remarks of the Monks upon religion.—The Church.—Picture of the Holy Virgin painted by St. Luke.—Originof the Monastery.—Wealth of the Priests.—The Library.—Ibrahim repulsed from Megaspileon.—Vostizza.—Lepanto.—Castles of the Morea and Roumelia.—Patras.—HadgiChristos irregular Cavalry.—Society at Patras.—Embarkfor Zante.—Remarks. The road towards the celebrated monasteryof Megaspileon strikes inland from Acrata ; andafter ascending the mountains for a couple ofhours, we were soon made sensible of the diffe-rence in the temperature betwixt the high landandthe plains; the snow was lying on the groundto a considerable depth, and yet I had bathedin the gulf the evening before. The scenery was varied and imposing, andthe inhabitants were apparently as wild as theircountry. At an open glade, near a pine forest,. MONASTERY OF MEGASPILEOtf. 323 were three boys, with shepherds crooks intheir hands, tending a flock of sheep. I wasin front of my Greeks; and when the littlepeople saw me, they uttered a wild shout ofalarm, and ran away as fast as they could fora hundred yards; they then ventured to lookagain, the two smallest boys hiding themselvesbehind their taller companions, and occasion-ally peeping on either side. I called out tothem; but my voice, instead of soothing theirfears, only created a greater panic, and off theyran again, screaming most piteously, until anold shepherd came to their assistance; and he,though not more civilized than the childrenin his appearance, explained to them that I wasneither the devil nor a Turk. After emerging from a gloomy glen that re-minded me of the Alps, we crossed a ridgewhence there was a view of the valley of theCala
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