[{"id":128144,"title":"Island-Hopping in the Cyclades","subtitle":null,"description":"\"Our voyage was a very characteristic one in these islands. We planned to go to Antiparos, and we started with a favourable though slight breeze. This died away altogether before we got an hour on our way; the exceeding heat of the sun, and ominous clouds on the horizon, made our sailors anxious about the upshot. We said we would sail for Amorgos if possible, and started in that direction, for the breeze was freshening from the west. Before very long the breeze became too fresh, and our men insisted on running for los; but we found we could by no means go round the northern point of Sikinos, so we had to retrace our way almost back to the harbour of Pholygandros.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt soon began to blow with a vengeance; it was impossible to make for los. \"Let us run for Santorin,\" we said, getting more and more disgusted at our fate. But no; hardly had we gone a mile than our captain said it would not be safe; we must put in to Sikinos, on the southern side. What horrors! were we again going to be storm-stayed at Sikinos? We saw to our delight, the Sikinos caique put off and make for los. \"Surely,\" we said, \"if that craft can go we can\"; but it put back again almost immediately, and our hearts sank within us.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn our despair we implored our captain to make an attempt to reach los, and, the weather having taken a favourable turn, he promised to try. Though much tossed about and drenched with the waves, we reached our haven in safety shortly after 10 o'clock, after a day's bitter experience of the uncertainty of caique-sailing. It is impossible to make any plans beforehand in the winter time; it is not where you will go, but where you can get, when amongst the islands where steamers do not touch.\"","image":"http://www.biblionet.gr/images/covers/b130766.jpg","isbn":"978-960-98171-4-1","isbn13":"978-960-98171-4-1","ismn":null,"issn":null,"series":{"id":8320,"name":"Grecian Journeys","books_count":5,"tsearch_vector":"'grecian' 'journeys'","created_at":"2017-04-13T02:05:30.833+03:00","updated_at":"2017-04-13T02:05:30.833+03:00"},"pages":110,"publication_year":2008,"publication_place":"Αθήνα","price":"9.0","price_updated_at":"2008-04-16","cover_type":"Μαλακό εξώφυλλο","availability":"Κυκλοφορεί","format":"Βιβλίο","original_language":null,"original_title":null,"publisher_id":1547,"extra":null,"biblionet_id":130766,"url":"https://bibliography.gr/books/islandhopping-in-the-cyclades.json"},{"id":128148,"title":"Travels in Greece","subtitle":null,"description":"\"On the second day one of the excavators, working in the interior portico, struck on a piece of Parian marble which, as the building itself is of stone, arrested his attention. It turned out to be the head of a helmeted warrior, perfect in every feature. It lay with the face turned upwards, and as the features came out by degrees you can imagine, nothing like the state of rapture and excitement to which we were wrought. Here was an altogether new interest, which set us to work with a will. Soon another head was turned up, then a leg and a foot, and finally, to make a long story short, we found no less than sixteen statues and thirteen heads, legs, arms, etc., all in the highest preservation, not three feet below the surface of the ground. It seems incredible, considering the number of travellers who have visited the temple, that they should have remained so long undisturbed.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"We conduct all our affairs with respect to them in the utmost secrecy, for fear the Turk should either reclaim them or put difficulties in the way of our exporting them. The few friends we have and consult are dying with jealousy, and one who had meant to have farmed Aegina of the Captain Pasha has literally made himself quite ill with fretting.\"","image":"http://www.biblionet.gr/images/covers/b130770.jpg","isbn":"978-960-98171-3-4","isbn13":"978-960-98171-3-4","ismn":null,"issn":null,"series":{"id":8320,"name":"Grecian Journeys","books_count":5,"tsearch_vector":"'grecian' 'journeys'","created_at":"2017-04-13T02:05:30.833+03:00","updated_at":"2017-04-13T02:05:30.833+03:00"},"pages":110,"publication_year":2008,"publication_place":"Αθήνα","price":"9.0","price_updated_at":"2008-04-16","cover_type":"Μαλακό εξώφυλλο","availability":"Κυκλοφορεί","format":"Βιβλίο","original_language":null,"original_title":null,"publisher_id":1547,"extra":null,"biblionet_id":130770,"url":"https://bibliography.gr/books/travels-in-greece.json"},{"id":128151,"title":"Kidnapped by Brigands","subtitle":null,"description":"\"We had left the fountain about fifteen minutes, and I was\" fifty paces ahead, winding round the side of a steep and wooded hill, in a narrow path ... when I was arrested by a loud shriek, followed by sounds that boded no good. I saw through the trees the crowding of men, white fustanells and arms! Whether or not escape was practicable, it did not enter into my mind to enquire; resistance was out of the question; but, in the confidence which extensive practice among these men had given me, I felt only incensed at the outrage, and reckoned on instant submission* I therefore turned and galloped towards them. I was certainly led into another train of reflection, when I saw a couple turn at me, holding their muskets levelled. I held up my hands, unarmed, (I was unarmed, except a pair of horse pistols in my holsters,) but they made a rush on both sides, vociferating imprecations, and distorting their faces into the most hideous and exasperating grimaces ... The next thing I recollect was a blow on the back, as I was raised on my knees, which is generally preparatory to the act of decollation... I leaped up, and stood prepared with a stout stick to do what might be practicable, to prevent myself from being bound... One of the party ... turned to me with the cord. I offered him my breast to strike. His yatagan was in an instant bare.. I told them ... that I was perfectly resolved not to move a step, unless not only relieved from all insult, but treated with respect: \"nor will I stir from this spot,\" I continued, \"unless that man,\" pointing to one who seemed the chief, \"whose countenance I will trust, gives me his word that the wretch who has insulted me shall not be allowed to approach me while I remain unarmed.\"","image":"http://www.biblionet.gr/images/covers/b130773.jpg","isbn":"978-960-98171-0-3","isbn13":"978-960-98171-0-3","ismn":null,"issn":null,"series":{"id":8320,"name":"Grecian Journeys","books_count":5,"tsearch_vector":"'grecian' 'journeys'","created_at":"2017-04-13T02:05:30.833+03:00","updated_at":"2017-04-13T02:05:30.833+03:00"},"pages":110,"publication_year":2008,"publication_place":"Αθήνα","price":"9.0","price_updated_at":"2008-04-16","cover_type":"Μαλακό εξώφυλλο","availability":"Κυκλοφορεί","format":"Βιβλίο","original_language":null,"original_title":null,"publisher_id":1547,"extra":null,"biblionet_id":130773,"url":"https://bibliography.gr/books/kidnapped-by-brigands.json"}]