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waste more time, but to get back to Bashkos, and then 

 push on to the Musa Dagh as quickly as possible, as 

 the Bey of El Maly had particularly told me that at 

 this time of year that mountain was not frequented 

 by Yuruk shepherds. During the night we heard a 

 wolf howling; and the Turks at once declared that the 

 wild goats had been driven from their usual haunts 

 by these animals, but I fancy the wolves about here 

 do a better business amongst tame goats than wild 

 ones. 



On the following morning just as day was breaking, 

 I rose from my bed of pine branches, and at once set 

 out to hunt the other side of the mountain, accom- 

 panied by the same man who had been my guide on 

 the preceding evening. Again the ground seemed 

 excellent, the face of the mountain being cut into in- 

 numerable rocky ravines, with plenty of cover in them; 

 but we saw no sign of wild goats or any other living 

 animal, and at midday rejoined Achmet and the rest 

 of our party at a rendezvous previously agreed upon. 

 As the sun was now very powerful, and we had had 

 nothing to drink since the previous evening, we had 

 to make for water, which we did not get until we 

 had reached the foot of the hill near Bashkos, where 

 we arrived about three in the afternoon. 



Next day, September 18, we went on to Port Fineka, 

 which we reached in the afternoon, after a hot ride of 

 about twenty-five miles. The road followed the valley 

 of the Bashkos River, which runs into the sea at Port 



