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be told? I blush for my military reputation 

 when I confess where I was, and what I was do- 

 ing, and how the Royal Turkish Artillery were re- 

 viewed by two unworthy representatives of British 

 general officers. Must I acknowledge, that whilst 

 the artillery were all being broiled in a hot sun, 

 going through their exercise, and marching past 

 in a very soldierlike manner, for our special amuse- 

 ment and edification, we, the reviewing officers, 

 consisting of the colonel commanding the Turkish 

 artillery, two British officers in uniform, and her 

 Britannic Majesty's consul (whose chouash, armed 

 up to the teeth, was standing behind his master, 

 with all the pomp and conceit of an Eastern con- 

 stable), were sitting under a shed, smoking pipes 

 about two yards long, with amber mouth-pieces, 

 set in jewels, and drinking sherbet and lemonade. 

 Oh ! that some tolerable caricaturist could have 

 seen us ! Our military code prohibits officers from 

 smoking in uniform. I wonder what punishment 

 Captain Spence and myself deserved for such an 

 unsoldierlike act as coolly sitting down and smok- 

 ing a poplar-tree kind of pipe whilst inspecting a 

 regiment on parade. 



" They do things differently" in Turkey. Every 



