Journal 40, page 13

ready to bring back his Highness after the devotions are over. Travelers in their carriages draw up in lines along the side-__íwalks or saunter about opera-glass in hand & with expectation printed on their features. Several great wagons drawn by six pairs of mules or horses pass along & are pointed out as "His Highness' provision wagons on the way to market." A namal goes bending along nearly doubled up, with several iron bed-steads on the hump of his back.

The uniform of the Imperial Guard is particularly brilliant. The Albanian costume "with variations. Gold leggings, red breeches, short white petticoats reaching the knee-belt full of arms-gold jacket with short sleeves-& red fez. The only good road in the last-extends before the Cabbage-garden palace-

# (Here comes in Thaler Bey) asks him if the Sultan is popular, to which he answers frankly, "No-not at all" Opposite stands a Turkish lady in salmon color with her foot up on the fence, about a foot & a half high. But her face is covered most sedulously.

The police Superintendent hasn't a bit of a Turkish look-but a jolly, fair face & close-cut brown hair. He explains his orders- of wh. he has eight, first a Turkish order, second Victoria's face-on the medal of Sebastopol, 3d the Turkish Crimea, 4th India, 5th Legion of Honor, 6th Prussian (given by the Prince on his visit) 6th Danish & two that "I forgit." He has taken his family to China, India & England. His daughter, 14 years old-is being educated in England. He tells us that in Stamboul is soon to be opened, by the government a school to accomodate 300 young ladies, # who, having been educated, are to act as teachers. They are to be supported by the government. The cabinet, not the sultan, at the bottom of it. "Are the ladies anxious for an education?" "O yes, there is a great change in 15 years.

This nice Bey speaks five languages. (Miss Long's story of the Turkish girl daughter of a Pacha & her English governess.) horse back riding-village priest &c.

[written in right margin:] #Dr. Long disillusionizes me thus: "Those women are to be educated for the duties of accouch[...]esses-simply that & nothing more,"

Now my scribbling ceases. The Sultan has got ready to say his prayers-

the Guard forms along the street in double lines lead by the little colonel his son, & forth from the great marble gate, on a beautiful iron-grey horse gorgeously caparisoned & with golden Turkish stirrups rides the Sultan of all the Turks. He passes slowly along, no other rider near him, not half the streets width from us & I plainly see his face, in my two years of life abroad I have seen most of the crowned heads of Europe & certainly Abdul Azize (?) has the crossest, most bearish & at the same time most sensual of all. He is in figure almost as broad as he is long &