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BELIEF IN THE EVIL EYE 139<br />

these people get away at dawn and do not halt till<br />

late forenoon but here they were camped by the wayside,<br />

their cattle still uncoupled, and no preparation<br />

for setting out apparent. I could not help connecting<br />

these dallying folk with the affair in the town.<br />

They were gathered or halted here in the desire<br />

of securing Armenian plunder, and like others on<br />

the same business had not yet given up hope of<br />

securing it. They could not readily believe that<br />

this time the authorities were in earnest to prevent<br />

massacre. They argued by past experience. But<br />

their patience, I heard afterwards, had met with no<br />

reward.<br />

I wished to photograph one of these picturesque<br />

halted groups, but found the men unwilling— not<br />

hostile, but disliking the camera, and doubting what<br />

the effect of facing it might be. However, they put<br />

their objections aside after drawing revolvers—taking<br />

this course as a precaution, and not with the vain<br />

idea of exhibiting their weapons. Like most people<br />

of the country. Christian as well as Moslem, they<br />

believed in the Evil Eye and the ever-present need<br />

of guarding against its influence. Some think that<br />

blue beads confer the necessary protection, others<br />

have the beads in doubt, and believe the Eye may<br />

be averted or disturbed more effectively by an act<br />

of definite opposition ; all agree, however, that the<br />

fatal thing is to be caught by the Eye unawares.<br />

There is no saying where the Eye may lurk ; but a<br />

camera looks a likely hiding-place, so when I pointed<br />

the apparatus these Circassians fired a few warning<br />

shots, and in this way ensured safety.<br />

During the day's journey my road lay for a good<br />

part over naked undulating uplands in which it had<br />

more of rise than descent. The sun was bright, but<br />

the wind cold. It was a bleak, high-standing, cheerless<br />

country, without sign of dwelling, without so<br />

much as a bush to break the monotonous brown of<br />

coarse sun-dried grass. About noon I came upon a<br />

sight entirely and characteristically Mohammedan.

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