National Geographic : 1928 Dec
SEEING 3,000 YEARS OF HISTORY IN FOUR HOURS Drawn by A. II . Bumstead THE SHORES OF TIIE A GEAN HAVE PROVIDED THE GEOGRAPHIC PANORAMA FOR MUCI OF THE HISTORY OF CIVILIZATION Islands bathe in sun-spread quicksilver and the Gulf of Ismid loses itself beyond (see map above). Off our right wing the landward wall of Byzantium, starting imposingly with the Seven Towers, dwindles away until its battlements are lost behind a hill over looking the Sweet Waters of Europe. We have been gone 20 minutes and the Sea of Marmora has spread so wide that I take time to unfold my maps, and my fellow-passenger turns to the financial news and the announcement of the Leip zig Fair in his French edition of a Turkish paper. The vibration puts velour edges on the type. "Sparks" comes forward, bearing a wireless from the Commandant at Buyuk dere, asking how we like the ride, and I pencil a message expressing my keen de light. Pilot-Commander Micheli then drops in to warm up a bit and to exchange cards. lie offers cotton for our ears and rubs his own eardrums with ointment. Strange streaks on the Marmora look like meandering rivers cutting low country in the direction of the Rodosto plain, but the real land proclaims its presence by a tawny line between the sea and a paler blue below us that is sky. There is not a billboard to look at; not a barbecue stand; not even a gas station! I wonder if Micheli inspected his tanks. Per haps aviation discourages forgetfulness. We are hovering noisily above the waves in which a toy ship is mysteriously edging its cutwater with silver. Nothing moves except our crosslike shadow on the lightly rippled sea. Almost parallel lines, corkscrewed like the strands in a hawser, stretch across the sea east of Marmora, the island that gave marble its name. Above the land is a fine white cloud like that painters use to sug gest that a cone-peak is a volcano.