The innocents abroad; . silk-spinners now, and one of themshowed me a cross cut high up in one of the pillars. I sup-pose he meant me to understand that the institution was therebefore the Turkish occupation, and I thought he made a re-mark to that effect; but he must have had an impediment inhis speech, for I did not understand him. We took off our shoes and went into the marble mausoleumof the Sultan Mahmoud, the neatest piece of architecture, in-side, that I have seen lately. Mahmouds tomb was coveredwith a black velvet pall, which was elaborately embroideredwith silver; it stood within a f
The innocents abroad; . silk-spinners now, and one of themshowed me a cross cut high up in one of the pillars. I sup-pose he meant me to understand that the institution was therebefore the Turkish occupation, and I thought he made a re-mark to that effect; but he must have had an impediment inhis speech, for I did not understand him. We took off our shoes and went into the marble mausoleumof the Sultan Mahmoud, the neatest piece of architecture, in-side, that I have seen lately. Mahmouds tomb was coveredwith a black velvet pall, which was elaborately embroideredwith silver; it stood within a fancy silver railing; at the sidesand corners were silver candlesticks that would weigh more 366 THE SULTANS TOMB. than a hundred pounds, and they supported candles as large a&a mans leg; on the top of the sarcophagus was a fez, with ahandsome diamond ornament upon it, which an attendant saidcost a hundred thousand pounds, and lied like a Turk whenhe said it. Mahmouds whole family were comfortably plantedaround TUHKlbll MAUSOLEUM. We went to the great Bazaar in Stamboul, of course, and Ishall not describe it further than to say it is a monstrous hiveof little shops—thousands, I should say—all under one roof,and cut np into innumerable little blocks by narrow streetswhich are arched overhead. One street is devoted to a partic-ular kind of merchandise^ another to another, and so on. THE GREAT BAZAAR. 867 When yon wish to buy a pair of shoes you have the swing ofthe whole street—you do not have to walk yourself downhunting stores in different localities. It is the same with silks,antiquities, shawls, etc. The place is crowded with people allthe time, and as the gay-colored Eastern fabrics are lavishlydisplayed before every shop, the great Bazaar of Stamboul isone of the sights that are worth seeing. It is full of life, andstir, and business, dirt, beggars, asses, yelling peddlers, porters,dervishes, high-born Turkish female shoppers, Greeks, andweird-looking and weirdly
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