Across the Roof of the World. 



Hard by the fort walls I came on a covey of chikor and shot one, 

 but he spoilt the chances of the pot by rolling into a deep marmot 

 hole, so visions of a good supper were rudely dispelled. I had 

 perforce to follow a circuitous route into the valley and round 

 the shores of the lake. Several duck were about, but as they 



A TURKI WOMAN AND CHILD. 



w^ere well out on the water I could not get a shot. It was admir- 

 able duck ground, the banks being covered with weeds, where they 

 love to paddle and feed. 



I moved two miles up the valley, the central part being very 

 boggy, and as no one with me was acquainted with the countr}' 



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