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Title: The edge of the Orient
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Russell, Robert Howard
Subjects: Middle East -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : Scribner's
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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of mountain railroads, and begin the as-cent of the Styrian Alps, going through fifteentunnels and over eighteen viaducts in the fiistthirlv-five miles, while beautiful vistas of graycliffs and green valleys are continually opening toyou as you shoot out into the sunshine from thedark caverns which pierce the heart of the moun-tains. At Klamm a gray cliff rises sheer from thecentre of the valley, and from its summit risesthe battered old castle of Prince Liechtenstein,once the very key of all St\ria, but now deserted,half destroyed and looking pitifully pcjvverless tocope with the engines of modern warfare. Thenyou pass over a great viaduct, and alter ))lungingthrough a few more tunnels, find yourself on theother side of Semmering, descending into agrassy valley for a long run through the wholelength (A Styria, \vith living glimpses of Gratz,with its fine old Schlossberg towering three hun-dred and fifty feet above the town ; and pictur-esque old Marburg on the banks of the Dray, the
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Zara centre of the Stjrian fruit and wine countr)-.Then the Julian Alps rise like misty clouds uponthe horizon, and the snow-capped crown of Ter-glou peers over the heads of the others in thedim distance. Crossing the dreary rock-strewnplain of Karst to Divaca, where the celebratedgrottos, caverns, and cataracts of St. Canzian andthe Kronprinz Rudolf are, in another hour youare skirting a slope of trellised vines, olives, andhgs, while before you stretches the beautiful blueAdriatic, Trieste, and the Istrian coast; and justbelow, on the Punta di Grignano, projecting intothe sea, is Miramar, the unfortunate Maximiliansbeautiful castle, from whose marble towers oncefloated the flag of Mexico. Trieste is a very modern, new, and smart-look-ing city, and is one of the busiest-looking placesyou come across on the contiiKiit. Boats fromevery clime and e\er)- nation line the stone (iua\sand cluster round the molos, and grt-at freighttrains crawl ah)ng the ri\er-fioiit (hst i ibiiting andcoHcc

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