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it back into liis tent. This is what they call the subjec- 

 tion of women in Turkey. At last, the sight of silver 

 appeased her, and he was allowed to come, hut she hejot 

 his gun. AVhen we reached the fresh hunting-ground, it 

 was only to rejDeat the same disheartening experience. 

 Here, too, were flocks of sheep, and this, apparently, our 

 Yuruk expected, for having got his dollar, he deserted in 

 the eveniiio-. AVc hunted the surroundiuo- o-round dili- 

 gently for two days. A few stale tracks only were found, 

 and they were made by " travellers," We could hear no 

 roaring. Perhaps we ought to have made another attempt, 

 but at the time it seemed to us the most sensible course to 

 return whence we had come. 



This chapter is already unduly long, and I must draw a 

 veil over our further labours. When the month which we 

 had allowed ourselves in the country had expired, we were 

 still without any of the royal antlers which we had dreamed 

 of. It was very bitter. Shall we admit defeat, or try again ? 





AllABAS. 



