The Daily News correspondent forwards the subjoined amusing account of the daily routine of life on the island of Cyprus "English people are still leading a sort of camp life here. There are, it is true, one or two establishments dignified with the name of hotels, but this is all I can say about them. The alternative is to put up at the house of a Greek, and it is not a difficult matter to find enterprising natives willing to inhabit their cellars themselves if they can only get Englishmen to rent the fow rooms of their houses, If the stranger agrees to be "boarded" as well, he deserves no little compassion for what ho will hav endure, A day's experience at a hous of the description referred to may show to soma extent, the wavy and customs of the Botare cation, the whole household is ati Earl e.morning, generally—at least the native element in it, What with this, the shouting of donkey-men bringing water across the courtyard, and the heavy clattering of the hoofs of masters anid animals alike on th rough tones, added to the clacking and shrieking of half-a-dozen women, who argue and quarrel about the most trivial matter, sleep after an early hour is impossible, So the Englishman rises from his lowly couch (for the boards of his bed give way persistently in the night, and he passes the remainder of the time rolled in a sheet on the floor) and proceeds to dress. Ho plunges into his bath, but, alas there is no water in it; they have forgotten that, While he dons a few garments to go outside and make his demand, a harsh squealing voice at the shutters shouts in Greek, "Mister, mister, six o'clock." A pair of dark eyes may be seen peering through a chink in the shutters, and as the inmate emerges from his room he finds one of the women intently gazing through the shutter still. He explains that it is water that he wants, and several of them go off together to bring it. It appears that he forgot to fasten the door as he went back to his bath, for in come two of the women without any warning, one bearing a tiny cup of coffee. No amount of argument can get rid of them for some minutes, but finally the coffee is deposited on a chair—there is no table—and once more our friend is alone. But he ig not left quiet for long, for the eyes continue to appear at the shutters and door until he stuffs up the aperture with brown paper. Breakfast-time comes. Some grapes, 'a loaf of bread without a plate, a cup of coffee and some sugar in an old condensed-milk tin are placed before him. It is with much difficulty that they are told spoons and another plate or scare required. An eggs brought, half cooked, thrown down on in England weasarule use spoons for e; the table by the grapes. It is explained that
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