Just as we had finished supper, a woman of the Greek Church came in carrying a sort of image on a black velvet sort of tray, and requested a contribution for something or other. Our interpreter told her we were Americans and did not understand her, and she at once turned to leave. But she seemed so pure and sweet and good we told the interpreter to give her something when she thanked us and said she would pray for us. She has one of the most charming faces I ever saw. I wish I had given her more. What would any church be without women! On the steamer I noticed many of the passengers, men and women of every rank devoutly bowing and crossing themselves as we sailed past churches and shrines at a distance. Some prostrate themselves in front of shrines in the midst of the busiest parts of the city. The Neva all the way from the lake source to the sea flows through a flat drift deposit of roughly stratified sand and fine gravel
Original journal dimensions: 9.5 x 16 cm.
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