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UNUSUAL SCENERY 103<br />

Turkhal. Derelict as it and the surrounding country<br />

are now, town and district have not been so always.<br />

In Bvzantine times this was a rich and well-cultivated<br />

land of great estates, one of which belonged to the<br />

Byzantine emperors, and inscriptions of the period<br />

are numerous still. And Turkhal of old was Ibora,<br />

and near it was the estate of Annesoi, where Basil<br />

and his brother Gregory the Illuminator were born.<br />

Less than an hour's walk from the town is a wild<br />

gorge of roaring water and great cliiFs, in which Basil<br />

lived a while as hermit. One may find perhaps in<br />

his choice of place for retirement some influence of<br />

his boyhood's memories. At Annesoi he must have<br />

visited this dark gorge : possibly found it an attractive<br />

spot, and, boy-like, slipped off to it when he<br />

could. Impressions he received then may have drawn<br />

him to it when he resolved to retire from the world.<br />

So at least one likes to think. Of Ibora, too, Gregory<br />

became bishop, though much against his personal<br />

wishes. He declined the See at first, it is told,<br />

and only accepted it on the urgent advice of the<br />

Bishop of Amasia.<br />

The scenery of this plain is of a kind unusual<br />

in Asia Minor ; and in days of better cultivation<br />

must have been even more attractive than now.<br />

Glimpses of its peculiar charms I saw when leaving<br />

Turkhal. The road went along the bank of the<br />

Iris ; beside the water was a white tehke overshadowed<br />

by trees ; trees bordered the river above<br />

and below the building ; and tekke and trees were<br />

reflected in the water's surface as in a mirror. The<br />

reflection was so perfect that for accuracy I could<br />

not choose between similitude and original. On<br />

either side of the river were bright green meadows,<br />

from which the ground rose and went to the hills<br />

in gentle undulations ; and on hills and mountains<br />

and river and green plain lay evening light as<br />

exquisite as man's eyes ever saw. It was a scene<br />

of softness and peace such as I had never beheld<br />

in Asia Minor before, and did not seem to belong

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