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returning this way, I thought it adviseable to part on 
friendly terms ; and therefore gave the Dooty four bars of 
amber, and told him that we did not come to make war ; 
but if any person made war on us, we would defend our- 
selves to the last. 
Set forwards, and half a mile to the East descended into 
a rocky valley : many of the asses fell in going down the 
steep. About noon reached Sullo, an unwalled village at 
the bottom of a rocky hill. Shortly after we halted Lieu- 
tenant Martyn's horse died. This was a God send to the 
people of Sullo, who cut him up as if he had been a bul- 
lock, and had almost come to hloivs about the division of 
him ; so much is horse-flesh esteemed at this place. Num- 
bers of large monkies on the rocks over the town. 
June 24th. — Left Sullo, and travelled through a country 
beautiful beyond imagination, with all the possible diver- 
sities of rock, sometimes towering up like ruined castles, 
spires, pyramids, &c. We passed one place so like a ruined 
Gothic abbey, that we halted a little, before we could 
satisfy ourselves that the niches, windows, ruined staircase, 
&c. were all natural rock. A faithful description of this 
place would certainly be deemed a fiction. 
Passed a hill composed of one homogeneous mass of 
solid rock (red granite) without a detached stone or blade 
of grass ; never saw such a hill in my life. In the course 
