when we left chios we sailed at first east, right into the sun, gradually turned north and rounded the promontory of the mainland, and then, east by south, came into the beautiful landlocked bay of smyrna, in which the blue water changes into a muddy green. at length we passed on the right a turkish fortress, which appeared as formidable as a bathing establishment, and smyrna lay at the bottom of the gulf, circling the shore,—white houses, fruit-trees, and hills beyond.

the wind was north, as it always is here in the morning, and the landing was difficult. we had the usual excitement of swarming boats and clamorous boatmen and lively waves. one passenger went into the water instead of the boat, but was easily fished out by his baggy trousers, and, as he was a greek pilgrim, it was thought that a little water would n't injure him. coming to the shore we climbed with difficulty out of the bobbing boat upon the sea-wall; the shiftless turkish government will do nothing to improve the landing at this great port,—if the sultan can borrow any money he builds a new palace on the bosphorus, or an ironclad to anchor in front of it.

smyrna may be said to have a character of its own in not having any character of its own. one of the most ancient cities on the globe, it has no appearance of antiquity; containing all nationalities, it has no nationality; the second commercial city of the east, it has no chamber of commerce, no bourse, no commercial unity; its citizens are of no country and have no impulse of patriotism; it is an asiatic city with a european face; it produces nothing, it exchanges everything,—the fabrics of europe, the luxuries of the orient; the children of the east are sent to its schools, but it has no literary character nor any influence of culture; it is hospitable to all religions, and conspicuous for none; it is the paradise of the turks, the home of luxury and of beautiful women, but it is also a favorite of the mosquito, and, until recently, it has been the yearly camp of the plague; it is not the most healthful city in the world, and yet it is the metropolis of the drug-trade.

smyrna can be compared to damascus in its age and in its perpetuity under all discouragements and changes,—the shocks of earthquakes, the constant visitations of pestilence, and the rule of a hundred masters. it was a great city before the migration of the ionians into asia minor, it saw the rise and fall of sardis, it was restored from a paralysis of four centuries by alexander. under all vicissitudes it seems to have retained its character of a great mart of exchange, a necessity for the trade of asia; and perhaps the indifference of its conglomerate inhabitants to freedom and to creeds contributed to its safety. certainly it thrived as well under the christians, when it was the seat of one of the seven churches, as it did under the romans, when it was a seat of a great school of sophists and rhetoricians, and it is equally prosperous under the sway of the successor of mohammed. during the thousand years of the always decaying byzantine empire it had its share of misfortunes, and its walls alternately, at a later day, displayed the star and crescent, and the equal arms of the cross of st. john. yet, in all its history, i seem to see the trading, gay, free, but not disorderly smyrna passing on its even way of traffic and of pleasure.

of its two hundred thousand and more inhabitants, about ninety thousand are rayah greeks, and about eighty thousand are turks. there is a changing population of perhaps a thousand europeans, there are large bodies of jews and armenians, and it was recently estimated to have as many as fifteen thousand levantines. these latter are the descendants of the marriage of europeans with greek and jewish women; and whatever moral reputation the levantines enjoy in the levant, the women of this mixture are famous for their beauty. but the race is said to be not self-sustaining, and is yielding to the original types. the languages spoken in smyrna are turkish, a greek dialect (the romaic), spanish, italian, trench, english, and arabic, probably prevailing in the order named. our own steamer was much more oriental than the city of smyrna. as soon as we stepped ashore we seemed to have come into a european city; the people almost all wear the frank dress, the shops offer little that is peculiar. one who was unfamiliar with bazaars might wonder at the tangle of various lanes, but we saw nothing calling for comment. a walk through the jewish quarter, here as everywhere else the dirtiest and most picturesque in the city, will reward the philosophic traveller with the sight of lovely women lolling at every window. it is not the fashion for smyrniote ladies to promenade the streets, but they mercifully array themselves in full toilet and stand in their doorways.

the programme of the voyage of the achille promised us a day and a half in smyrna, which would give us time to visit ephesus. we were due friday noon; we did not arrive till saturday noon. this vexatious delay had caused much agitation on board; to be cheated out of ephesus was an outrage which the tourists could not submit to; they had come this way on purpose to see ephesus. they would rather give up anything else in the east. the captain said he had no discretion, he must sail at 4 p. m. the passengers then prepared a handsome petition to the agent, begging him to detain the steamer till eight o'clock, in order to permit them to visit ephesus by a special train. there is a proclivity in all those who can write to sign any and every thing except a subscription paper, and this petition received fifty-six eager and first-class signatures. the agent at smyrna plumply refused our request, with unnecessary surliness; but upon the arrival of the captain, and a consultation which no doubt had more reference to freight than to the petition, the official agreed, as a special favor, to detain the steamer till eight o'clock, but not a moment longer.

we hastened to the station of the aidin railway, which runs eighty miles to aidin, the ancient tralles, a rich lydian metropolis of immemorial foundation. the modern town has perhaps fifty thousand inhabitants, and is a depot for cotton and figs; that sweetmeat of paradise, the halva, is manufactured there, and its great tanneries produce fine yellow morocco leather. the town lies only three miles from the famous tortuous m鎍nder, and all the region about it is a garden of vines and fruit-trees. the railway company is under english management, which signifies promptness, and the special train was ready in ten minutes; when lo! of the fifty-six devotees of ephesus only eleven appeared. we were off at once; good engine, solid track, clean, elegant, comfortable carnages. as we moved out of the city the air was full of the odor of orange-blossoms; we crossed the meles, and sped down a valley, very fertile, smiling with grain-fields, green meadows, groves of midberry, oranges, figs, with blue hills,—an ancient mount olympus, beyond which lay green sardis, in the distance, a country as lovely and home-like as an english or american farm-land. we had seen nothing so luxuriant and thriving in the east before. the hills, indeed, were stripped of trees, but clad on the tops with verdure, the result of plentiful rains.

we went "express." the usual time of trains is three hours; we ran over the fifty miles in an hour and a quarter. we could hardly believe our senses, that we were in a luxurious carriage, flying along at this rate in asia, and going to ephesus! while we were confessing that the lazy swing of the carriage was more agreeable than that of the donkey or the dromedary, the train pulled up at station ayasolook, once the residence of the sultans of ayasolook, and the camp of tamerlane, now a cluster of coffeehouses and railway-offices, with a few fever-stricken inhabitants, who prey upon travellers, not with oriental courtesy, but with european insolence.

on our right was a round hill surmounted by a roman castle; from the hills on the left, striding across the railway towards ephesus, were the tall stone pillars of a roman aqueduct, the brick arches and conductor nearly all fallen away. on the summit of nearly every pillar a white, red-legged stork had built, from sticks and grass, a high round nest, which covered the top; and the bird stood in it motionless, a beautiful object at that height against the sky.

the station people had not obeyed our telegram to furnish enough horses, and those of us who were obliged to walk congratulated ourselves on the mistake, since the way was as rough as the steeds. the path led over a ground full of stone d閎ris. this was the site of ayasolook, which had been built out of the ruins of the old city; most picturesque objects were the small mosque-tombs and minarets, which revived here the most graceful forms and fancies of saracenic art. one, i noticed, which had the ideal persian arch and slender columns, nature herself had taken into loving care and draped with clinging green and hanging vines. there were towers of brick, to which age has given a rich tone, flaring at the top in a curve that fascinated the eye. on each tomb, tower, and minaret the storks had nested, and upon each stood the mother looking down upon her brood. about the crumbling sides of a tower, thus draped and crowned, innumerable swallows had built their nests, so that it was alive with birds, whose cheerful occupation gave a kind of pathos to the human desertion and decay.

behind the roman castle stands the great but ruinous mosque of sultan selim, which was formerly the church of st. john. we did not turn aside for its empty glory, but to the theologian or the student of the formation of christian dogmas, and of the gladiatorial spectacles of an ancient convocation, there are few arenas in the east more interesting than this; for in this church it is supposed were held the two councils of a. d. 431 and 449. st. john, after his release from patmos, passed the remainder of his life here; the virgin mary followed him to the city, so favored by the presence of the first apostles, and here she died and was buried. from her entombment, ephesus for a long time enjoyed the reputation of the city of the virgin, until that honor was transferred to jerusalem, where, however, her empty tomb soon necessitated her resurrection and assumption,—the subject which inspired so many artists after the revival of learning in europe. in the hill near this church mary magdalene was buried; in ephesus also reposed the body of st. timothy, its first bishop.

this church of st. john was at some distance from the heart of the city, which lay in the plain to the south and near the sea, but in the fifth century ephesus was a city of churches. the reader needs to remember that in that century the christian controversy had passed from the nature of the trinity to the incarnation, and that the first council of ephesus was called by the emperor theodosius in the hope of establishing the opinion of the syrian nestorius, the primate of constantinople, who refused to give to the mother of christ the title, then come into use, of the mother of god, and discriminated nicely the two natures of the saviour. his views were anathematized by cyril, the patriarch of alexandria, and the dispute involved the entire east in a fierce contest. in the council convened of greek bishops, nestorius had no doubt but he would be sustained by the weight of authority; but the prompt cyril, whose qualities would have found a conspicuous and useful theatre at the head of a roman army against the scythians, was first on the ground, with an abundance of spiritual and temporal arms. in reading of this council, one recalls without effort the once famous and now historical conventions of the democratic party of the state of new york, in the days when political salvation, offered in the creeds of the "hard shells" and of the "soft shells," was enforced by the attendance of gangs of "short boys" and "tammany boys," who understood the use of slung-shot against heretical opinions. it is true that nestorius had in reserve behind his prelates the stout slaves of the bath of zeuxippus, but cyril had secured the alliance of the bishop of ephesus, and the support of the rabble of peasants and slaves who were easily excited to jealousy for the honor of the virgin of their city; and he landed from egypt, with his great retinue of bishops, a band of merciless monks of the nile, of fanatics, mariners, and slaves, who took a ready interest in the theological discussions of those days. the council met in this church, surrounded by the fierce if not martial array of cyril; deliberations were begun before the arrival of the most weighty supporters of nestorius,—for cyril anticipated the slow approach of john of antioch and his bishops,—and in one day the primate of constantinople was hastily deposed and cursed, together with his heresy. upon the arrival of john, he also formed a council, which deposed and cursed the opposite party and heresy, and for three months ephesus was a scene of clamor and bloodshed. the cathedral was garrisoned, the churches were shut against the nestorians; the imperial troops assaulted them and were repelled; the whole city was thrown into a turmoil by the encounters of the rival factions, each council hurled its anathemas at the other, and peace was only restored by the dissolution of the council by command of the emperor. the second session, in the year 449, was shorter and more decisive; it made quick work of the heresy of nestorius. africa added to its delegation of bullies and fanatics a band of archers; the heresy of the two natures was condemned and anathematized,—

"may those who divide christ be divided with the sword, may they be hewn in pieces, may they be burned alive,"—and the scene in the cathedral ended in a mob of monks and soldiers, who trampled upon flavian, the then primate of constantinople, so that in three days thereafter he died of his wounds.

it is as difficult to make real now upon this spot those fierce theologic wars of ephesus, as it is the fabled exploits of bacchus and hercules and the amazons in this valley; to believe that here were born apollo and diana, and that hither fled latona, and that great pan lurked in its groves.

we presently came upon the site of the great temple of diana, recently identified by mr. wood. we encountered on our way a cluster of stone huts, wretched habitations of the only representatives of the renowned capital. before us was a plain broken by small hillocks and mounds, and strewn with cut and fractured stone. the site of the temple can be briefly and accurately described as a rectangular excavation, perhaps one hundred and fifty feet wide by three hundred long and twelve feet deep, with two feet of water in it, out of which rises a stump of a column of granite and another of marble, and two bases of marble. round this hole are heaps of fractured stone and marble. in this excavation mr. wood found the statue of diana, which we may hope is the ancient sacred image, guarded by the priests as the most precious treasure of the temple, and imposed upon the credulity of men as heaven-descended. this is all that remains of one of the seven wonders of the world,—a temple whose fame is second to none in antiquity; a temple seven times burned and eight times built, and always with increased magnificence; a temple whose origin, referable doubtless to the cyclopean builders of this coast, cannot be less than fifteen hundred years before our era; a temple which still had its votaries and its rites in the fourth century. we picked up a bit of marble from its ruins, as a help-both to memory and imagination, but we went our way utterly unable to conceive that there ever existed any such person as great diana of the ephesians.

we directed our steps over the bramble-grown plain to the hill pion. i suppose pion may have been the acropolis of ephesus, the spot of the earliest settlement, and on it and around it clustered many of the temples and public buildings. the reader will recall argos, and athens, and corinth, and a dozen other cities of antiquity, for which nature furnished in the midst of a plain such a convenient and easily defended hill-fortress. on our way thither we walked amid mounds that form a street of tombs; many of the sarcophagi are still in place, and little injured; but we explore the weed-hid ground with caution, for it is full of pitfalls.

north of the hill pion is a low green valley, encircled with hills, and in the face of one of its ledges, accessible only by a ladder, we were pointed out the cave of the seven sleepers. this favorite myth, which our patriotism has transferred to the highlands of the hudson in a modified shape, took its most popular form in the legend of the seven sleepers, and this grotto at ephesus was for many centuries the object of christian and moslem pilgrimage. the christian legend, that in the time of the persecution of diocletian seven young men escaped to this cave and slept there two centuries, and awoke to find christianity the religion of the empire, was adopted and embellished by mohammed. in his version, the wise dog ketmehr, or al rakiin as the koran names him, becomes an important character.

"when the young men," says abd-el-atti, "go along the side of the hill to the cave, the dog go to follow them. they take up stones to make him go back, for they 'fraid of him bark, and let the people know where they hide. but the dog not to go back, he sit down on him hind, and him look berry wise. by and by he speak, he say the name of god.

"'how did you know that?' ask him the young men.

"'i know it,' the dog say, 'before you born!'

"then they see the dog he wise by allah, and know great deal, and let him to go with 'em. this dog, ketmehr, he is gone, so our prophet say, to be in paradise; no other dog be there. so i hope."

the names of the seven sleepers and ketmehr are in great talismanic repute throughout the east; they are engraved upon swords and upon gold and precious stones, and in smyrna you may buy these charms against evil.

keeping round the hill pion, we reached the ruins of the gymnasium, heaps of stone amid brick arches, the remains of an enormous building; near it is the north gate of the city, a fine marble structure, now almost buried. still circling pion we found ourselves in a narrow valley, on the other side of which was the long ridge of conessus, which runs southward towards the sea. conessus seems to have been the burial-place of the old town. this narrow valley is stuffed with remains of splendid buildings, of which nothing is now to be seen but heaps of fine marble, walls, capitals, columns, in prodigal waste. we stopped to admire a bit of carving, or to notice a greek inscription, and passed on to the stadium, to the little theatre, to the tomb of st. luke. on one of the lintels of the entrance of this tomb, in white marble, as fresh as if carved yesterday, is a cross, and under it the figure of an egyptian ox, the emblem of that saint.

we emerged from this gorge to a wide view of the plain, and a glimpse of an arm of the sea. on this plain are the scattered ruins of the old city, brick, stone, and marble,—absolute desolation. on the left, near the sea, is a conical hill, crowned by one of the towers of the ancient wall, and dignified with the name of the "prison of st. paul." in this plain is neither life nor cultivation, but vegetation riots over the crumbling remains of ephesus, and fever waits there its chance human prey. we stood on the side of the hill pion, amid the fallen columns and heaped walls of its great theatre. it was to this theatre that the multitude rushed when excited against paul by demetrius, the silversmith, who earned his religion into his business; and here the companions of paul endeavored to be heard and could not, for "all with one voice about the space of two hours cried out, great is diana of the ephesians." this amphitheatre for fifty thousand spectators is scooped out of the side of the hill, and its tiers of seats are still indicated. what a magnificent view they must have enjoyed of the city and the sea beyond; for the water then came much nearer; and the spectator who may have wearied of the strutting of the buskined heroes on the stage, or of the monotonous chant of the chorus, could rest his eye upon the purple slopes of conessus, upon the colonnades and domes of the opulent city, upon the blue waves that bore the merchants' ships of rome and alexandria and berytus.

the theatre is a mine of the most exquisite marbles, and we left its treasures with reluctance; we saw other ruins, bases of columns, the remains of the vast city magazines for the storage of corn, and solid walls of huge stones once washed by the sea; we might have wandered for days amid the fragments, but to what purpose?

at ephesus we encountered no living thing. man has deserted it, silence reigns over the plain, nature slowly effaces the evidence of his occupation, and the sea even slinks away from it. no great city that i have seen is left to such absolute desolation; not p鎠tum in its marsh, not thebes in its sand, not ba'albek, not even memphis, swept clean as it is of monuments, for its site is vocal with labor and bounteous in harvests. time was, doubtless, when gold pieces piled two deep on this ground could not have purchased it; and the buyers or sellers never imagined that the city lots of ephesus could become worth so little as they are to-day.

if one were disposed to muse upon the vagaries of human progress, this would be the spot. no civilization, no religion, has been wanting to it. its vast cyclopean foundations were laid by simple pagans; it was in the polytheistic belief of the greeks that it attained the rank of one of the most polished and wealthy cities of antiquity, famed for its arts, its schools of poetry, of painting and sculpture, of logic and magic, attracting to its opportunities the devout, the seekers of pleasure and of wisdom, the poets, the men of the world, the conquerors and the defeated; here artemisia sheltered the children of xerxes after the disaster of salamis; here alexander sat for his portrait to apelles (who was born in the city) when he was returning from the capture of sardis; spartans and athenians alike, lysander and alcibiades, sought ephesus, for it had something for all; hannibal here conferred with antiochus; cicero was entertained with games by the people when he was on his way to his province of cilicia; and antony in the character of inebriate bacchus, accompanied by cleopatra, crowned with flowers and attended by bands of effeminate musicians, made here one of the pageants of his folly. in fact, scarcely any famous name of antiquity is wanting to the adornment of this hospitable city. under the religion of christ it has had the good fortune to acquire equal celebrity, thanks to the residence of paul, the tent-maker, and to its conspicuous position at the head of the seven churches of asia. from ephesus went forth the * news of the gospel, as formerly had spread the rites of diana, and christian* churches and schools of philosophy succeeded the temples and gymnasia of the polytheists. and, in turn, the cross was supplanted by the crescent; but it was in the day when islamism was no longer a vital faith, and except a few beautiful ruins the moslem occupation has contributed nothing to the glory of ephesus. and now paganism, christianity, and moslemism seem alike to have forsaken the weary theatre of so much brilliant history. as we went out to the station, by the row of booths and coffee-shops, a modern greek, of i do not know what religion, offered to sell me an image of i do not know what faith.

there is great curiosity at present about the relics and idols of dead religions, and a brisk manufacture of them has sprung up; it is in the hands of sceptics who indifferently propagate the images of the virgin mary or of the chaste huntress diana.

the swift asiatic train took us back to smyrna in a golden sunset. we had been warned by the agent not to tarry a moment beyond eight o'clock, and we hurried breathless to the boat. fortunately the steamer had not sailed; we were in time, and should have been if we had remained on shore till eight the next morning. all night long we were loading freight, with an intolerable rattling of chains, puffing of the donkey-engine, and swearing of boatmen; after the novelty of swearing in an oriental tongue has worn off, it is no more enjoyable than any other kind of profanity.