contained several articles of furniture in the Turkish style. Her dress too, was more in the Oriental than French or Italian mode; and gave her a very picturesque appearance. The Princess is far advanced

in

years, and speaks no language but her native one, so that we were compelled to have recourse to an interpreter. She was attired in a robe of very rich Turkish materials, and of a peculiar form; and on her head was a small embroidered kerchief, with a bunch of natural flowers. She wore, although in the morning, a necklace of splendid pearls with a magnificent diamond clasp, and bracelets, and rings, that might have excited the longing of a queen. She sat on a low ottoman, covered with a rich India shawl, and another was placed at her feet.

Vis-à-vis to her, sat the aged Prince her husband, in his Turkish costume his gray beard flowing over his breast, and his magnificent pipe by his side. He speaks Italian, and French, and is a shrewd old man. Count Pozzo de Borgo, who accompanied us in the visit, and who frequently spends an hour with the Prince and Princess, asked the latter to let us see some of her jewels, a request with which she good-naturedly complied; and the Prince ordered pipes to be brought for the gentle

men.

It was curious to behold the barbaric parapher

On one side were

nalia glittering before our eyes. the pipes, sparkling with rubies, sapphires, emeralds and diamonds, with which the amber mouth-pieces and handles were encrusted; poniards, and Damascus sabres, equally enriched with precious stones; and on the other were shining, in the open casket of the Princess, diamonds, uncut rubies, and emeralds, of immense value. One necklace particularly caught my attention. It consisted of a single row of pear-shaped diamonds, pierced at one end, through the punctures of which was passed a silver thread. There was no setting, of any kind, to this necklace; and never did I see so beautiful an ornament. Coffee was served à-la-turque, in delicate china cups incased in silver fillagree ones; and the Prince and Princess did the honours of their resi dence with a grave dignity.

Dined yesterday at the Archbishop of Mitylene's, and partook of a repast in which many Turkish and Greek dishes were introduced. I found them excellent; particularly a pillaw, the rice served with which was so admirably dressed that, white as snow, and very hot, each grain might be separated from its neighbour without being crushed: yet it was perfectly boiled. A kid, roasted whole and stuffed with pistachio nuts, was delicious. The dinner was sumptuous, consisting of three cources, d-la-française,

beside hors-d'œuvres; among which were caviare and various other Russian delicacies. The choice and abundance of the sucreries, surprised us, though ac customed to the variety and excellence of them in Italy. Endless were the sweet things composed of flowers, and not only tasting, but impregnated with the odour of them. One cake of rose leaves was a chef-d'œuvre; and another of orange flowers, was pronounced worthy of being served with nectar. The truth of Moore's song, in which he asserts that beauty cannot live on flowers, might be disproved by the sight of the dessert d-la-turque, and á-lagrecque; for never did more tempting cates court the appetite of woman.

The party consisted of the Duchesse de Guiche, the Prince and Princesse Soutzo, the Prince and Princesse Constantino Caragia, and our family, with Mr. Mostros. After dinner, coffee was served a-la turque, and in a separate chamber pipes were laid for the gentlemen; who rejoined us, breathing, not of the insupportable fumes of tobacco, but of rosewater, through the medium of which they inhaled it. In the evening, some additional guests were added to the circle; and a more agreeable party I

have seldom seen.

May.—We gave a dinner yesterday in the forest

of Pisa, one of the most beautiful spots I have seen in Italy. The trees are magnificent, the vei dure of the most vivid green, and the sea bathes one side of the forest with its blue waters, in which the lofty pines are reflected. But what adds considerably to the Oriental aspect of the scene, are the droves of camels wandering through it. Yesterday, the illusion was completed by the presence of Prince Soutzo, and some others of our guests, in their Turkish costumes. As we sat at a table spread under the stately trees, through which the bright sun glanced on the plate with which it was piled, the turbans, flowing beards, and rich robes of some of the guests, and the snowy draperies of the ladies, had a very picturesque effect; while groups of camels passing, and repassing in the back ground, gave a notion of the halt of a caravan in some Eastern country.

June.-Dull as this place might be considered by most people, we depart from it with regret; for in it we have passed some pleasant days, and we leave behind us some whom it would grieve me to think I should meet no more. The Pisans are excellent people, kind-hearted, friendly, and obliging. In their society we have spent some agreeable evenings, and from them we have received many civilities.

Our Greek acquaintances we have learned to regard as friends: clever, intelligent, and amiable, we shall greatly miss the pleasure which our intercourse with them affords us; but I trust we shall meet again. This trust is founded on the talents of Prince Michael Soutzo, which are too remarkable not to place him in a distinguished position, whenever his country is sufficiently tranquil to permit a government to be established; in which, doubtless, he would be called on to fill an important situation. I have never known a more interesting family than his; nor one in which talent and worth are so united.

The good Archbishop, too, I regret to leave; so mild, so full of Christian virtues. In the gay and dissipated society of other places, where people only meet for amusement, and have little opportunity of becoming really known to each other, they part without regret. But in a quiet, secluded town like this, the habit of daily intercourse, and in a limited circle, establishes an intimacy somewhat resembling that formed by guests in large country-houses, who might have met nightly amid the festivities of a crowded metropolis, without creating anything more than a slight acquaintance. Innumerable are the gages-d'amitié we have received from our new friends here; and deep is the regret expressed, and