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the Ambassador and his suite. Having once got upon the subject 
of miracles he knew not where to stop : he informed us that a super¬ 
natural light frequently shone near the saint’s tomb ; and described the 
relic of a miraculous jacket that was consecrated in a neighbouring 
mausoleum, which although a tatter, still weighed several mauns. A 
decayed ram’s tail that was suspended in the same place, he assured us, 
from time to time very mysteriously distilled three drops of oil, and 
doubtless would have entertained us with many more such tales, if we 
had not been relieved by the appearance of his refreshments, among 
which were some of the best and largest peaches that we had ever eaten. 
About two miles from the shaking pillars is a triangular hill, dis¬ 
tinctly seen from afar, called the Atesh Gah, or the Place of Fire. It 
is composed of several strata of rock, and its best ascent is by a path to 
the eastward. Upon its summit are some old buildings composed of mud 
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