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on the lower parts of the mountain, and as it was 

 only an hour distant, we could easily visit all to 

 be seen there, and return to the Odoor of this 

 village. Having acceded to this plan, we were 

 shown into a dirty hovel, as the strangers' house, 

 the entrance to which served both for door and 

 window. It had been vacated a few minutes pre- 

 viously by the Kiar or sub-agha, and his attend- 

 ants, and by a strolling pedlar. The former was 

 still occupied with his secretary in gathering the 

 haratch from the villagers ; whilst the pedlar, 

 a sedate old Turk, was sitting in front of the 

 Odoor, with his box of trinkets emptied on a 

 small carpet before him, all of which, excepting 

 a bag of English shot, were curious specimens 

 of the rude art and manufactures of the country. 

 Whilst the surigees were depositing the baggage 

 within, we amused ourselves by inspecting the 

 medley of small articles spread out to invite cus- 

 tomers, and conjecturing on their various domes- 

 tic uses, some not a little puzzling. The carpet 

 and its little collection of oriental curiosities, 

 would have excited rather more sensation in 

 a London street, than they seemed to do in the 

 humble mountain village of Isna. There was 

 no effort on the part of the green-turbaned 



