Sport in Eastern Persia

Ahu- Gardani i o i
an assistant moves the quarry up within rifle-shot ;
but it is not quite so easy as this bare description
far more
might lead one to suppose. Indeed,
often than not, gazelle on the plains of Eastern
Persia leave but a bare remembrance of a flicker
of white in the hazy distance ; then they are
gone.
Let me say something to start with about the
terrain. If you travel south from Seistan along
the camel track that eventually leads to India,
after all cultivation has been left behind, there
rises on the straight line of desert something that
looks like a city. A city it is, but of the dead.
Scattered over the plain are crumbling remnants
of citadels, towers, tanks, and gateways, while
other buildings are but amorphous excrescences
on the ground. Amongst the best preserved
is a square fort, called Kila-i-Kustam,
buildings
full of
that under the blast of the sand-laden
winds have now their outlines rounded in a way
that reminds one of a child's fort on the sand,
when washed by the incoming tide. In the desert
a few miles distant, Seistanis point out the akhor-
i-Rustam, Kustam's stable, and you will be shown
two ruins a hundred yards or so apart, which
mark the site of the head and heel-ropes of his
magic and gigantic
horse Kaksh.
I once had a camp near this spot, and at night