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rudely by us, stamping the ground with the chap. 
butt-ends of their tophaikes, and kindhng their , ^ ' . 
pipes at a mongiir that stood for the purpose. 
At sight of these men, our Tchohodar became 
very uneasy. He had seated himself in a 
corner of the booth, with his ataghan and pistols 
in his belt ; but loosing his girdle, he now exa- 
mined his weapons, and placed them in due 
readiness before him. We were then lying 
upon our baggage, and affected sleep ; although 
with as little somnolency as might be expected 
in the midst of such company. To say that we 
were not alarmed, would be ridiculous ; but it 
was hardly possible to refrain from laughter, at 
seeing, occasionally, the old Tchohodar, who 
pretended to be engaged in his devotions, every 
now and then taking up slily the hem of his 
garment', when he observed that we regarded 
him, to express his horror at our situation. A 
ferocious looking Turk, with a dark blue turban Behaviour 
about his head, the fringe of which almost co- Rebels. 
vered one side of his face, came in, with three 
who spends two shillings in beer : and he has another advantage 
over the Englishman, in not becoming intoxicated with what he 
drinks, although his spirits be equally exhilarated." 
Cripps's fllS. Journal' 
(2) The Mongul is a brazier of charcoal. 
(3) This expressive signal of caution among the Turks ha? been 
before explained. See Vol. VII. Chap. II. p. 43, Note (s). 
