Menelaos Markides
| Dr Menelaos Markides | |||||||
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| Born | 1878 | ||||||
| Died | 1942 | ||||||
| Residence | Curator, The Museum, Cyprus | ||||||
| Occupation |
museum work archaeologist | ||||||
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1922.11.21 nominated
1936.02.25 The following appointments were cancelled: Father H. Heras (Bombay), Prof. Dr J. Kostrzewski (Poland), Dr M. Markides (Cyprus).
friend of J.L. Myres
Notes From Elsewhere
He was born in Nicosia and graduated from the Pancyprian Teaching College (1895). Studied philology at Athens University (1899). On return to Cyprus he taught at the Pancyprian Gymnasium (1900-1903, 1908-1909, 1909-1910 and 1920-1921), Limassol Gymnasium (1903-1904), local schools in Port Said, in Athens (1904-1908). While teaching in Athens, he also studied law. He obtained a degree in classical archaelogy from Oxford University (1910-1911), and then spent 6 months at the University of Munich. He was the curator of the Museum of Cyprus (1912) and Archaelogy (1914-1931) but retired for health reasons. (Biographical Dictionary of Cyprots 1800-1920)
Alfred Westholm, a member of the Swedish expedition to Cyprus, wrote about Menelaos Markides, the Director of Cyprus Museum:
This was the last day that we were all together here. In the morning we held a little demonstration for the museum director Mr Markides of the winter’s work and at the same time of the remarkable finds from Miliá. He is a charming old gentleman, who nonetheless by some dreadful fate has suffered some paralysis in his jaw, so that he yawns about every three seconds. That afternoon we had tea at his home. His wife is fat and speaks only Greek but is very nice. After a long evening walk, we all gathered for a last dance in Gjerstad’s hotel room. It was every bit as delightful as always, even though one sensed departure nearing at every moment. Sometime in the wee hours we strolled home under the moonlight. It was the end of a long and excellent Saturday, Saturday before the holiday, a feast day… “a Soli-citous day” Gjerstad filled in. Yes, let us hope without all too many trying “Soli-cisms”!