Dublin

📗 Seen from the sea. Dublin keeps you guessing up to the last momen There is a lighthouse, a factory chimney, an office block, and the squ< cylinder of the city's main gasstorage tank The rest, until you are closi is a long, low line of shadow, like an unpromising mirage. To the left ris the green and purple mountains of County Wicklow; on the right stands th complacent hump of the northern promontory, Howth Head. You cou not be expected to guess, if you did not already know, that between the: two bosomy outgrowths of rock is spread Ireland's capital city, 45 squa miles of asphalt, stone and brick containing some 750.000 souls—nearh third of the Republic's population and a similar proportion of its man-made grandeur. None of this is evident from the sea lanes. Judging from all tl outward signs she displays. Dublin might not be at home today.