Scottish geographical magazine . e approached Khukuz khan (andvillage on the cliffs above it), we were in straggling order, whensuddenly at a bend I caught sight of a group of men rising up as ifsurprised. The old suvari cried chahook (hurry up!). On came the bigfellows, with skull-cap, jacket, and fustinella, and rifle slung at the back,and breast bristling with cartridges—one after the other, twelve of them,towards us. Our file and theirs met and were passing, when numberthree of them as he passed brought the barrel of his rifle right againstmy side. However, quietly and smilingly lifting it
Scottish geographical magazine . e approached Khukuz khan (andvillage on the cliffs above it), we were in straggling order, whensuddenly at a bend I caught sight of a group of men rising up as ifsurprised. The old suvari cried chahook (hurry up!). On came the bigfellows, with skull-cap, jacket, and fustinella, and rifle slung at the back,and breast bristling with cartridges—one after the other, twelve of them,towards us. Our file and theirs met and were passing, when numberthree of them as he passed brought the barrel of his rifle right againstmy side. However, quietly and smilingly lifting it aside with myriding-switch, I declined the quarrel, and we all passed on in all notorious villains and murderers, said the suvari, butthey 11 not venture this time, as they didnt expect the English efFendi. In the khan (where of course the twilight hour was spent in listeningto Albanian singing, mainly recitative; theme, love and war), we all sleptin one room on rush mats. New arrivals lay down amongst us until. MOUNTAINEERS OF SAL
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