A JOURNEY IN THE EAST,’ 363 
Chorinsky and I walked through the midst of these sons of 
the desert, who welcomed us cordially, and offered us refresh- 
ing drinks. One more quarter of an hour, and we came to 
our gay Druses, Howard’s servants, and the mules, with the 
camp of the Turkish Cavalry close by, and another hundred 
paces brought us to our tents, where dinner was at once 
served. 
After sunset the oppressive heat increased to such an ex- 
tent that even during the night we all lay bathed in perspira~ 
tion, and some of the gentlemen and servants were made ill 
by the unwonted closeness of the air; therefore in spite of the 
very interesting experiences of the day and the highly 
successful sport, we were all in somewhat low spirits—a 
feeling of depression, which was to be intensified during the 
following days, for the climate of the Jordan valley has a 
distressing effect upon all Huropeans. 
On the 6th, after an early breakfast, we determined to go 
out shooting in detachments. Several of the sportsmen went 
in the direction which we had taken the previous day, while 
the Grand Duke and I, accompanied by Salim and his men, 
rode through the luxuriant garden-like country towards 
Jericho. Not far from the village a rapid stream flows down 
from the hills and crosses the plain to the Jordan. Again we 
found steep earthy banks, large stones, running water, and a 
vegetation even much denser than that of the watercourse 
which we had driven yesterday. 
The Grand Duke remained on the left bank, while I went 
over to the right. The Bedouins then forced their way into 
the thickets and some brisk shooting began. In a few 
minutes we had killed several partridges ; but as the beaters 
found some fresh tracks of wild boars, we quickly left off 
shooting at the small game. Soon afterwards the dogs gave 
tongue, and a large boar broke away through the bushes, but 
as it was only visible for an instant no shot could be fired. 
