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that the Turk is worse outside Lis own country, 

 for tLe Herzegovinian villages are far superior to 

 tLis. 



From Gradina a military bridle-road leads to 

 tLe frontier, and, dividing some two miles out, 

 skirts both marshes, though at a considerable 

 LeigLt above tbein. In addition to tLis, tLe Lills 

 are scored in every direction by sbeep-tracks. 

 TLese, however, constitute a very doubtful advan- 

 tage to tLe sportsman or tourist. It is true tLe 

 rocks are generally less LigL wLere tLe track 

 runs, but tLe sLeep cover tLem with a coating of 

 tLe red soil, on wLicL nails get little Lold. Some- 

 times, also, tLe track runs for several yards on 

 slab rock, difficult to surmount, but practically 

 impossible to descend in sLooting-boots. Occa- 

 sionally tLe finishing toucL is given by tLe Morlaks 

 using tLe patL to go to some Lill vineyard in a 

 crater above, wLen tLeir ojpanke, or raw-Lide 

 sandals, put a last polisL on tLe stones, making 

 tLem look like untoucLed ivory — very ornamental, 

 but desperately dangerous. 



I Lad already put in a couple of days on tLe 

 Lill, wLere I was assured tLere were plenty of 

 stone-Lens, without, however, bagging anything 

 more exciting than a few rock-pigeons. Occa- 

 sionally, too, the dogs would cross the line of a 

 wandering fox and carry it clamorously up to the 

 crags, where, of course, the chase soon ceased in 



