his came to him to settle accounts. The dinner-hour
having arrived, the visitor sat down to
table with Signor Logothetti, and, it being
much the custom to serve roast mutton in
Turkey, there was a joint of it on the table.
The countryman uttered a cry of surprise and
terror while handling the shoulder-bone of the
meat. The host inquired the cause of his alarm
(for it is well known in Turkey that many persons,
more especially villagers and highway
robbers, are well informed on this subject), but
the tenant waived a reply, and obstinately refused
to satisfy the curiosity of Signor Logothetti.

A very short time after this interview the son
of this gentleman became suddenly ill, and died
at the end of two days. The servants then told
the afflicted father that this was the death
which his tenant had foreseen when examining
the bone of the shoulder of mutton, and that he
had confided the result of his observations to
them after dinner, giving them at the same time
strict injunctions not to anticipate the sorrow
which their master was about to experience by
mentioning the subject to him.

One of my best friends formerly served from
his earliest youth in the military marine, and
has in many hardly-contested combats covered
himself with laurels. This estimable man is
Captain Marcellese. He was born at Bonifaccio,
in Corsica: he is brave beyond contradiction,
sagacious and untrammelled by prejudice, well
informed, full of probity and virtue, and so extremely
sensitive where a point of honour is concerned,
that he might well be considered incapable
of telling a lie. At Prevesa, on the
16th of June, 1816, the following incident was
related to me by this gentleman:

When a young man, Captain Marcellese went
one day with some of his friends to hunt in the
neighbourhood of St. Bonifaccio. At the foot
of a mountain they rested for a while, and partook
of refreshment. A peasant who carried
their provisions for them had a shoulder of
mutton allotted to him as his portion, and immediately
cried out while examining the bone,
saying that there was a treasure buried on the
summit of the mountain. The whole company
laughed at him; but he was so persistent in
demanding assistance for searching the spot,
that at length a few volunteered to make the
ascent with him. Arrived at the top, they
actually found a rather large sum of money in
gold, which amply repaid them for the fatigue
they had endured in searching for it.

N.B. This science of the shoulder of mutton
is very well known in Turkey, and I had heard
so many incontestable, striking, and interesting
exemplifications of its truth, that I had a great
desire to be taught its mysteries. On the 22nd of
June, 1817, I obtained a tolerable insight into the
subject at the small cost of a single shoulder of
mutton. I took care to write down what I
learnt, and to add to the document two drawings
of the bone, which were numbered, so as to
correspond with the instruction I had received.

A Jew who practised medicine in Widin, a
town of European Turkey, related to me during
my residence there, the following circumstance
which occurred in his house, and with which all
the inhabitants of Widin were well acquainted.

This man, not having any children, had recently
taken into his house the brother of his
wife, a boy of eight or nine years of age. It
happened one day that his wife was in the
kitchen near the fire making pastry, and a cat
which they had possessed for some time was
lying at her side; the brother of this woman
entered the kitchen holding a stick in his hand,
and with it he gave a sharp blow to the cat,
which, notwithstanding the flame and smoke,
took refuge in the chimney and altogether disappeared.
The husband having returned for
dinner, observed that his wife set apart portions
of each dish separately; having inquired for
whom they were intended, she replied that they
were for the female stranger. "What female
stranger?" asked the husband, and was told
it was for "the stranger who lodges in the
upper chamber." At length, after much questioning
and answering, the husband came to the
conclusion that his wife had lost her senses, and
he employed, but without success, the remedies
that he thought likely to cure her. He caused exorcisms
to be recited by the Khakham (Rabbi) of
Widin, and also by several Mahomedans, but it
was all in vain. At length, at the end of twenty-two
months, during which he had patiently
awaited the result, he resolved to obtain a
divorce and to take another wife. While this
matter was pending, there arrived in the town a
Turk, who, having heard this affair mentioned,
offered from kindness of heart to cure this woman
without charge, and the husband, who
wished for nothing so much as to see the health
restored of his wife, whom he had always tenderly
loved, consented to have this last experiment
tried. The Turk, after much ceremony
with his Tesbih (rosary), wrote a brief note,
which he fastened with a silk thread to a female
white pigeon, and placed the bird in the middle
of the room, where, at the expiration of a minute,
it died. Then he ordered the mad woman to
tell " the stranger" to leave her alone, or that
otherwise he would kill her in the same manner
that he had killed the dove, and that she ought
to return to the place from whence she had
come. The patient obeyed him, and all at once,
after fulfilling his orders, she heaved a profound
sigh, and looked around with an air of astonishment;
then, assured that "the stranger" had
departed by breaking through a pane of glass
in the window of the upper room, she became
comforted, and felt herself inwardly
changed. The truth of the window being
broken was confirmed, and the wife from that
moment enjoyed all her intellectual faculties as
before her deprivation, nor has she ever given
any sign of mental aberration for more than
seven vears. I saw her in the month of April,
1814."

There is now (February, 1818) living in
Yanina a respectable Turk named Isaak Bey.
He is from thirty-six to forty years of age, a
very courageous and sensible man, and by those
who best know him generally esteemed. When
about seventeen, he happened one day to visit