Show bifid LAND OF PROVENCE P and nd the old cil d world but town of ayere tho the hill of Cos near Il heeres yeres in the land of provence is 13 without doubt on an ideal home says the london telegraph Tolo graph though nearer to england than its moro more aristocratic and lordly rivals dotted about tho the glorious cost between toulon and genoa it yields bielda to none of the them M in natural beauty nor in that sense of delirious delicious easo ease and restfulness restful ess U Cos J at thai ve very ry gate BS as it were of of ato flower we r land sheltered by palm and myrtlo and oak growing in endless forests as freo free as aa any places pl aces can possibly bo be from that ugly curso curse of tho the riviera t the h 0 wind w ind known as the mistral al t tha to centre of a vast flower growing district dietr i ct which supplies paris and london with its choicest clio leest blooms high hiah on oil an eminence above the white and dusty roads that skirt the sea and with the monotony of the mediterranean broken by in numeral islands that sparkle in the sun even tho the old world town of heeres II yeres with its ita crumbling castle and battered fortresses with the grim vestiges ve stipes of attacks from without and within by cannon and earthquake roust must yield in glory to Coa Cos the proud beauty who alio faces seaward and turns her back on alser her fair rival there are some faint signs of animation at hyerta of the palms palma miniatures cafes and restaurants clubs and shops palatial hotels and gardens of acclimatization golf and lawn tennis grounds help to amuso amuse the visitors who prefer refer this peaceful spot to the round brounn of gaiety gayety and pleasure elsewhere heeres may be called the cheltenham ington of the rivirta Riv irea but the quiet heights of custabella Cos tabella are occupied entirely by the most primitive of villages by the three large hotels and by the votive church of our lad lady with its lovely calvary crowning me the peaceful hill life as it is known elsewhere in the sunny south could not possibly exist at Cos seldom resorted to as it is save by the pedestrian or tho the home loving invalid visitors pasa P ass by it on their way across tile the breezy isthmus to giens the naturalist haunts it for its butterflies and the fox borits its rare flowers |