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Whilst the camp was being pitched, the head man 

 offered to take me to some good goat ground just 

 above, and told us that the wild goats not only fre- 

 quently drank at the spring, the only water on the 

 Musa Dagh, but often went right down to the 

 beach and drank sea water. 



Late in the evening we reached a spot from which 

 we commanded a view over a piece of ground, where a 

 huge depression in the side of the mountain was split 

 into a dozen rents and ravines, from the wooded sides 

 of which great buttresses of rock protruded in all 

 directions. Motioning me to sit down, the old man 

 took a seat beside me, and, shading his eyes with his 

 hand, eagerly scanned the broken grojand above us. 

 Suddenly he uttered the one word "Gay-eek" (wild 

 goats) and pointed eagerly upwards. For some time, 

 however, although my eyes are fairly well trained to 

 see game quickly, I could not make them out ; but 

 presently I saw a small reddish object move across a 

 wall of rock high above us, and soon made out two or 

 three more, and, on looking through my field-glasses, 

 counted six, all apparently ewes, with very small horns. 

 I was still watching these ewes through the glasses, 

 when a fine ram suddenly showed himself. He was a 

 little in front of the foremost ewe, and almost immedi- 

 ately sprang across a narrow chasm, and stood in full 

 view on a ledge of rock. He looked somewhat darker 

 than the ewes, being still in his reddish summer coat ; 

 and I could see his horns quite distinctly. Being the 



