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ZILLEH AND JULIUS C.ESAR 95<br />

country. During the afternoon I travelled in a wide<br />

fertile valley, with gentle slopes and bold scrub-covered<br />

mountains in the south. It was an open country of<br />

flocks and herds, with scattered beech -trees beside<br />

the valley stream. Far in the distance the road now<br />

and then lifted itself into view, as it went winding<br />

and undulating up the valley ; and from each stretch<br />

thus visible rose the dust of traffic.<br />

The sun was high above the mountains when I<br />

came to Yeni Bazaar, my halting-place for the night.<br />

It was not even a villao^e—no more than a little khan<br />

built of sun-dried brick, and a guard-house occupied<br />

by two or three zaptiehs. These lonely buildings<br />

conveyed the idea of standing in a remote valley of<br />

silence and sunlight ; Amasia of the morning became<br />

a dream, and cities to come seemed an infinite distance<br />

away. I seemed to have arrived at the edge<br />

of some wide, unknown, vacant region.<br />

To reach my room at the Ichan it was necessary to<br />

step carefully on the unbearded joists of the upper<br />

floor which had long been left unfinished. Underneath<br />

were quarters for goats and cows, for the Mrt?i-keeper<br />

was farmer as well. But the room was clean, and had<br />

a matting of reeds on the floor and projecting nails<br />

in the walls ; and altogether I was as comfortable in<br />

this place as one could expect to be at a khan.<br />

This evening I found myself oddly surprised, for in<br />

the oppressive silence and remoteness of the valley<br />

I had so lost my wider bearings, as it were, that in<br />

restoring them the map took me aback. My surprise<br />

across the moun-<br />

was in discovering that fifteen miles<br />

tains bounding my southern view lay the little town<br />

of Zilleh, scene of Caesar's victory, which produced<br />

his veni, vidi, vici. It was near enough to impress<br />

the understanding with the wide extent of Caesar's<br />

operations. I had seen his farthest north, had lingered<br />

on various of his battlefields, and here he<br />

had cropped up once more. It was, I supposed,<br />

his farthest east. Becollection of one battlefield in<br />

particular came to mind and figured in curious<br />

contrast with Zilleh, as I hung over the map this

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