CHAPTEE IX. 
THE TURKS ATTACK KAYALA. 
On the 30th May, about an hour before daybreak, 
I was awoke by a rattle of musketry, which continued 
sometimes in irregular volleys, and subsided into a 
well-sustained and steady fire in single shots. On 
leaving my hut, I found the camp of Koorshid’s people 
almost empty, while my own men were climbing on 
the roofs of their huts to obtain a view towards the 
west. Nothing was in sight, although the firing still 
continued at a distance of about a mile, apparently 
on the other side of a belt of trees. I now heard that 
Koorshid’s people had started at between three and four 
o’clock that morning, by Commoro’s request, to attack a 
neighbouring town that had been somewhat rebellious. 
The firing continued for about two hours, when it sud¬ 
denly ceased, and I shortly saw with a telescope the 
Turks’ red ensign emerge from the forest, and we heard 
the roll of their drum, mingled with the lowing of 
oxen and the bleating of sheep. Upon nearer approach, 
I remarked a considerable body of men, and a large 
herd of cattle and sheep driven by a number of 
Latookas, while a knot of Turks carried something 
heavy in then* arms. They soon arrived, with about 
2,000 head of cattle and sheep; but they had lost one 
of their men, killed in the fight, and his body they 
carried home for interment. It happened to be about 
the best man of the party; really a very civil fellow, 
