"In the spring of 1915, some months after Russia's declaration of war against Turkey, a band of twelfth-century Crusaders, covered from head to foot in rusty chain armour and carrying shields and broad-swords came riding on horseback down the main avenue of Tiflis [Tbilisi]. People's eyes almost popped out of their heads. Obviously this was no cinema company going on location. These were Crusaders - or their ghosts.
The incredible troop clanked up to the governor's palace. 'Where's the war?' They asked. 'We hear there's a war'.
(Quote from: "Seven League Boots" By Richard Halliburton, 1935)
First illustration of the summer, had to pick one of my favourite niche bits of history of course.











