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92 ACROSS ASIA MINOR ON FOOT<br />

Mongolian that they might have passed for<br />

Chinese,<br />

and now and then appeared the Assyrian type.<br />

Strangest of all, however, were faces so English<br />

in form and expression as to be startling. What<br />

strains of blood have contributed to produce men of<br />

the sort in these surroundings I can offer no conjecture.<br />

South of Amasia I noticed few ; between<br />

Amasia and Sinope, however, they may be seen any<br />

market-day— men with foxy-brown hair, grey-blue<br />

eyes, and clear skin, like numbers of our east coast<br />

fishermen.<br />

Beyond Amasia the gorge began to open, but still<br />

showed bold precipitous sides, going up to the height<br />

of mountains. The road kept to the valley bottom,<br />

in which the river went curving among gardens and<br />

vineyards and trees, and fields that filled the level<br />

space. Beside the road were camel-camps, places of<br />

regular halt for caravans. Camels are given a day<br />

of rest from time to time when journeying, so these<br />

camps were generally occupied and had piles of<br />

saddles and goods standing round the drovers' tent,<br />

with the beasts kneeling or grazing not far away as<br />

the only cattle of the landscape.<br />

A few miles out of the city I came in sight of a<br />

rocky knoll from which, seemingly from the earth,<br />

smoke was rising in various places. I thought of<br />

lime-kilns and tile-burners, but was altogether astray.<br />

I had come, in fact, upon a colony of rock-dwellers,<br />

with people running in and out of burrows like rabbits<br />

in a warren. Many children were in this colony, all<br />

of them beggars of the most pertinacious sort, who<br />

recognised in me, a foreigner on foot, a victim more<br />

promising than any they had seen before. They came<br />

swarming from their holes like excited bees, and ran<br />

beside me crying incessantly, " Baksheesh, effendi<br />

Baksheesh ! " They were so numerous, indeed, and<br />

pressed me so closely, that I found it difficult to go<br />

on until they turned upon each other, and those in<br />

front were pulled away or thrown down by those<br />

behind. Scrimmaging in this fashion they accom-

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