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a tower for observation than habitations to reside in. Its mean 

 height is about 1920 feet above the level of tlue sea. Barome- 

 trical observations, July 27, 1818. Sumnlit of Salgo at eight 

 in the morning. Height 710 mill, temperature 17 gr. Flying 

 clouds, wind easterly. At the foot . of the basaltic mass, half 

 past seven, height 728 mill, temperature 17 gr. 



About half an hour's walk from Salgo, is a mountain called 

 Medve, similar in its formation. In piercing through the woods 

 to arrive at it, scoriaceous matter appears scattered over the 

 soil, though often concealed by a vegetable earth that has all 

 the marks and colours of having been emitted from a volcano. 

 At the mountain itself, the characters are so strongly marked 

 that the most hardy neptunist could not call in question their 

 igneous origin. I proceeded in search of a crater in these parts, 

 but the top of the mountain exhibits only a plateau, or a level 

 surface, pretty extensive and covered with trees. Scoriae, how- 

 ever, of every description, abound, inclosed in a red earth, that 

 seems to have proceeded from their decomposition. 



In the midst of the plains of Fulek, is another mountainous 

 crest of basaltic formation. It is on it that the remains ap- 

 pear of a strong castle, which, in the fifteenth and sixteenth 

 centuries, was taken, alternately, by the Turks, Germans, 

 and Factions of different parties. But here are no masses of 

 scoria}, but basaltic tufs of the colour of yellow ochre. 



CHAPTER X. 



THE ENVIRONS OF TISZOLBZ AND CERTAIN MOUNTAINS IN THE 

 COM1TAT OF GOMOR. 



Renewing my excursions, I arrived one night, about ten 

 o'clock, at Tiszolez, a little town inhabited by Sclavonians, 

 and situated in the middle of a valley, through which runs the 

 little river Rima. There was no inn, and to procure a lodging 

 I made application to the judge, who had me conducted to a 

 wretched cabaret, where was nothing but straw to sleep on. 

 Unluckily, six Jews had arrived before me, whose filthy beards 

 and squalid appearance obliged me to retreat elsewhere. I was 

 taken to a small chamber filled with onions, butter, and cheese, 

 and where a young man, the son, was snoring tremendously. 

 Here I and my domestic passed a part of the night, and the 

 guides, I believe, slept in the street. 



In such circumstances I was not long detained in the arms of 

 Morpheus ; before day I was in the middle of the village, 



