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 LOOKING BACK AT THE TEEMING WATERFRONT OE THE FINEST OED CITY OF 

 THE IBERIAN PENINSULA 



In the foreground is a leg-o'-mutton, yawl-rigged bay fisherman with its miniature longboat 

 tied bow and stern alongside ; beyond it may be seen the long, curving spar of a lateen-rigged 

 craft. 



design and delicate beauty, is located in a 

 gallery in the west end of the nave. 



Buried within this gem-like cathedral 

 are some of the nation's most celebrated 

 dead. In the transept lie Vasco da Gama ; 

 Camoens, the great epic poet of Portugal, 

 and Almeida Garrett, 19th-century poet, 

 and in the baptistery rests Joao de Deus, 

 Portugal's greatest teacher. 



By a door in the west porch one enters 

 the cloister. This two-story mass of carv- 

 ing has no counterpart in Portugal. Its 

 glory is well-nigh incomparable. Fan- 

 tastic designs are endless and without 

 duplication in the completed whole, rope 

 mouldings interlace with vines and cusps, 



a series of pierced quatrefoils adds to the 

 laciness of the arched supports of the 

 balcony story, and vistas of surpassing 

 beauty are seen on every hand (see illus- 

 trations, pages 548 and 550). 



I sailed down the Tagus at daybreak. 

 Just as the sun came up and bathed the 

 city in a flood of brilliancy, our ship turned 

 down the channel toward the open bay 

 and the ocean. I looked back at the finest 

 old city of the Peninsula, and I kept look- 

 ing until the ship swung around Cape 

 Raso and sped for the Bay of Biscay, 

 shutting from view behind the mountains 

 that glory-spot of Portugal, and with it 

 the waters of the Friendly Bay. 



