Photograph from A. T. Haeberle 



A FIELD OE EASTER LILIES IN THE AZORES 



Years ago these flowers were raised by the millions for export, just as they are now an 

 important source of revenue for the people of Bermuda. The bulbs were suddenly stricken 

 with a blight, however, and fortunes were lost by the Easter-lily growers. 



The Spanish pastime of bull-fighting 

 was also introduced, and still exists, but 

 in so modified a form that the bull-fights 

 of Terceira are quite unlike those of 

 other places. It is a sport not for the 

 people, but by the people. "When the bull 

 charges, men and boys scramble up the 

 walls and windows and disappear in the 

 open doorway. A rope is attached to the 

 horns of the bull to check, if necessary, 

 the progress of the infuriated animal. 



THE CORVO COW A "SHETLAND" VARIETY 



Corvo is the smallest of the Azorean 

 islands. It is so small that it looks like 

 the very tip of an old volcano peeping out 

 of the water. It is the home of less than 

 a thousand souls, who live in almost com- 

 plete isolation, for the Portuguese vessels 

 call there only once every three months, 

 and even then will sometimes forsake it 

 when the weather is too rough to land. 

 A lake has formed in the crater, called 

 "Caldeira," containing nine small islands, 

 that look as if they might be a miniature 



reproduction of the Azorean archipelago. 

 The Corvo cow has developed in pro- 

 portion to the size of its home. It is a 

 neatly formed little animal, not much 

 more than three feet high when fully de- 

 veloped, but is a good milcher. 



Corvo now has a wireless to save it 

 from complete separation, but years ago 

 the inhabitants built bonfires on its south- 

 ern shores when they desired to communi- 

 cate some urgent message to their neigh- 

 bors on the island of Flores. 



The island of Flores is the second of 

 the northeastern group. It is about three 

 times the size of Corvo. Many of the 

 towns are built against the cliffs that rise 

 abruptly out of the water. 



The coast of Flores is full of treacher- 

 ous shoals that often tax the skill of the 

 Azorean sailors to the utmost. Several 

 years ago the Slavonia, of the Cunard 

 Line, was driven in a dense fog on the 

 rocks of this island and hung for a long 

 time with her bow fastened to the shoals 

 on the very edge of great depths. When 



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