A few years ago it was considered expedient to banish these dogs from Constantinople.

They were transported to two uninhabited islands in the Sea of Marmora, the males to one and the females to another.
But dirt and filth increased in the city to such a degree, that people were glad to have them back again.
The town is not lighted.

Every person who goes abroad at night must take a lantern with him.

If he is caught wandering without a lantern by the guard, he is taken off without mercy to the nearest watch-house, where he must pass the night.

The gates of the city are shut after sunset.
In proportion as I was charmed with the beautiful situation of Constantinople, so I was disgusted with the dirt and the offensive atmosphere which prevail every where; the ugly narrow streets, the continual necessity to climb up and down steep places in the badly- paved roads, soon render the stranger weary of a residence in this city.
Worse than all is the continual dread of conflagration in which we live.