CHAPTER III.
CORDOVA AND MALAGA.
A Comfortable little old-fashioncd inn, with a 'patio ' full of orange-trees, leading to a public 'sala,' rather like a room at Damascus, with alcoves and fountains, gladdened the hearts of our wearied travellers. After a good night's rest (and one advantage in Spain is, that except mosqui- toes, your beds are generally free from other in- habitants), they started down the narrow, badly- paved streets to visit the cathedral. The exterior is disappointing, as all you see is a buttressed W9,ll, with square towers sixty feet high, opposite which is the gateway and wall of the archiepiscopal palace. But on passing through alow arched door, you come into a beautiful Oriental court, in the centre of which is a picturesque Moorish fountain, the rest of the space being filled with orange- trees and palms, and on the north side an ex- quisite giralda, or tower, from whence there is a
