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312 ACROSS ASIA MINOR ON FOOT<br />

many times the load was dragged from his back, and<br />

the pyramid of gear had to be built up again : our<br />

progress was so slow that in six hours we did not<br />

advance as many miles. We had become altogether<br />

weary of camels and camel-men and everything pertaining<br />

to caravans while still on the wrong side of<br />

the summit. And yet there was the deep ditch of<br />

our labour winding on towards the still distant<br />

summit—though not much more of height was to be<br />

made—and still filled with ungainly panniered beasts<br />

coming against us. In the telling our difficulties<br />

may sound trivial, and yet in experience they made<br />

this day the most exhausting and trying of any<br />

during the journey. A camel goes straight forward<br />

and swerves from the footsteps of its leader not a<br />

hand's-breadth. Not a foot of grace could we win<br />

from them, and we were the only travellers going<br />

this way. Had the depth of snow been a little<br />

greater, or had the caravans followed each other a<br />

little more closely, we should have been as effectually<br />

stopped as if a wall had crossed the road.<br />

In the midst of our exasperation, when for the<br />

tenth time, perhaps, the horse was lying half-buried<br />

in snow, Ighsan managed to produce a laugh. Kicking<br />

at a mass of mouse-coloured fur embedded beside<br />

the fallen horse, he exclaimed with unmistakable satisfaction<br />

: ''Dave!" (A camel!), and then, in a lower<br />

voice, as if making his own heartfelt personal comment,<br />

he added '' Mashallah!" (God be praised!). It<br />

was only one carcase of dozens that appeared subsequently,<br />

for the blizzard which overtook us at Ulu<br />

Kishla had played havoc with the caravans up here.<br />

But when this plague of camels seemed at its worst,<br />

and kept us still struggling on the ascent, the end<br />

appeared—actually a rearmost camel, none following<br />

behind, and a long empty space of track already in<br />

sight. I now could look about me. I could take in<br />

the mountains and pine-woods and glittering snow.<br />

I could notice that here and there upon the slopes<br />

were yailas; for this high valley is a summer resort

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