THE MURDER OF MR. WOOD. 
771 
February 1st.—We left Chorlou at five o’clock this morning. 
It is called ten hours’ distance from where we had halted for the 
night. Our road now lay over a bleak and uneven steppe, with 
hardly any appearance of cultivation, but at various distances 
marked with tumuli. We reached the outskirts of the village of 
Carash-teran at nine o’clock. About a mile from it, Mustapha 
had shown me the place where Mr. Wood, an English traveller, 
and his attendant Janissary, had been robbed and murdered 
during the rebellion before mentioned. It is distinguishable at 
once by a solitary tree, which stands by the side of the hollow of 
the valley where the road crosses it, and to which the travellers 
were bound, and there assassinated : Mr. Wood’s servant escaped 
to tell the tale, after having been several times fired at. A small 
heap of stones marks the spot which covers their remains. It is 
close to a pool of water, in which the lonely tree is reflected. At 
twelve o’clock, we reached the little town of Abourgos,which boasts 
four or five mosques, and a fine show of vineyards. A good deal 
of the fruit is fabricated into wine by the Christians resident in 
the place; and drunk pretty freely by the Mahomedans, We 
halted for an hour or two, and then pursued our way. I found 
the country still bleak, till after a ride of three hours beyond 
Abourgos, we gradually advanced into wooded scenery. It con¬ 
tinued increasing into fine timber and thicket the whole way to 
Kara-clissia; at which place we arrived by half-past six o’clock, 
a distance of nine hours from Chorlou. 
February 2d. — Left our quarters at half-past six o’clock this 
morning, the country hilly and wooded; but here the fine 
weather abandoned us, and we marched forward under a storm 
of wind, snow, and sleet. After four hours we passed the village 
of Kanora, and soon after reached that of Faky, inhabited chiefly 
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