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were the tins and boxes of provisions, guns, saddles, 
instruments, etc. I had only two meals a day ; breakfast 
was served again at supper-time. When I got into bed, 
I generally read, by the light of a dying candle, one of 
the Swedish newspapers of which I have already spoken. 
And then I turned over and slept like a log — no matter 
how boisterously the wind blew outside, or how desperately 
Yolldash howled at the wolves in the mountains — till Islam 
Bai woke me up in the morning. 
