I excused myself as early as I could and went to bed with the intention of making a start in the morning; but when morning came I felt so broken up and sore that I concluded to remain over and rest a day.
I was taken in hand by some of the prominent people and shown the places of interest in the village.

Among those visited and one that greatly interested me, was the olive mills.

The town is noted for the production of a superior olive oil; but the mode of producing it is most primitive, being almost the same as that used by the Moors hundreds of years ago.

They first place the round, green olives in sacks that are then set in a large stone bowl into which a flat cover lifts.

An old time screw with beam attachment presses on the stone cover, and as an ass, hitched to the end of the beam, tramps wearily round and round the screw presses the stone tight on the olives, squeezing the oil into cemented grooves at the bottom of the bowl through which it flows into casks.