134 Bedotiin Tribes of the Euphrates, [ch. xxi. 



us this story of them : — There was a great warrior 

 who, from his skill with the spear, ruimnh, was 

 called Rummakh. He lived on this hill and kept 

 a wife on the opposite hill, and another on a third 

 still farther on. The name of the first was Kokhle, 

 because she blackened her eyes with kohl ; but the 

 name of the second was Ada. Ada was the favourite 

 wife, and I quite expected the story to have gone 

 on to say that one day, vexed with their perpetual 

 quarrelling, Rummakh had run them both through 

 the body with his spear, when the Roala stupidly 

 stopped, and said they had forgotten the rest 

 of it. 



AVe have made a brisk march all day, doing quite 

 three and a half miles in the hour, and beguiled by 

 the assurances of the Koala that their friends were 

 close at hand. About two o'clock Wilfrid fonnd a 

 small hole in the limestone rock, holdinsr a few 

 bucketsfull of rain-water, which we gave to our 

 mares, and then we came suddenly on some people 

 filling their goatskins from a larger hole of the same 

 sort a mile farther on. We have been eight hours 

 on the march, and must have got over thirty miles 

 of ground ; and now, although the Roala are really 

 close by, we have stopped just short of them in a 

 beautiful wady full of grass, sending on Ghanim 

 and the two men on the deliil to announce our 

 arrival at Ibn Shaalan's tent. Mr. S. recommends 

 this on the score of our dignity, and I am glad of 

 it for the mares' and camels' sake, who are now sure 



