72 SPORT AND TRAVEL 



the head of the wild goat which I had killed the 

 previous day, intending to take a turn on the mountain 

 in the afternoon, although in the event, as the weather 

 was very unpropitious and looked as if heavy rain was 

 going to fall, I did not go out at all, but spent my 

 time in attending to the drying of the goat's head 

 skin, which I had to be constantly putting inside the 

 tent during the frequent showers of rain. Towards 

 sundown a Turkish hunter, whom the Doctor had sent 

 for, came to our camp, a well-knit, active-looking man 

 of medium height, keen dark eyes, and the handsome 

 rather aquiline sort of features, which is a common 

 type amongst the Turks in the interior of Asia Minor. 

 I forget his name, but I found him a very good fel- 

 low, well acquainted with the mountain upon which 

 we were hunting, and the habits of the wild goats 

 that lived upon it. He of course exaggerated their 

 numbers and size, but seemed pretty confident that he 

 would be able to get me a shot at a fine ram in the 

 course of a day or two, so it was arranged that on the 

 following morning he was to accompany me to that 

 part of the mountain where I had seen and fired at the 

 three big rams on the previous Tuesday, Mr. J. and 

 the Doctor at the same time hunting in the direction 

 of Chardak. 



Although some heavy showers fell during the night, 

 Friday morning broke bright and clear, and after an 

 early cup of coffee I once more climbed the rocky face 

 of the Maimun Dagh in company with my new guide, 



