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320 ACROSS ASIA MINOR ON FOOT<br />

road has known, one likes to glance at a notable sight<br />

in the year 843. During certain sjn'ing days the<br />

Arab army of the Khalif Motassem marched by this<br />

road— 130,000 horse and foot in brilliant colours, going<br />

with cries and dust and trampling, and the word<br />

"Amorium" painted large upon their clanging shields.<br />

For so they openly announced their purpose—achieved<br />

before the year was out— of capturing far-ofl Amorium,<br />

that city and great inner fortress of the Byzantine<br />

Empire whose ruins may still be traced fifty miles<br />

north-west of Afium Kara tlissar. Visions of this<br />

sort enter a traveller's mind as in leisurely fashion, in<br />

sunlight and mild air, he comes down the CilicianPass<br />

towards the present Turkish town of Tersoos.<br />

At Gulek Boghaz Khan snow had been light,<br />

but<br />

in a mile or two it disappeared altogether. And<br />

now the turning road, rising a little sometimes, but<br />

only to make a longer dip of descent, became most<br />

excellent under foot. It kept to the widening valley<br />

of the river—a tributary of Antony and Cleopatra's<br />

Cydnus—through a broken, falling country covered<br />

with open pine- woods. Sometimes the river wandered<br />

off and lost itself in a deep gorge, and<br />

sometimes it flowed beside the road, and I looked<br />

down on plane-trees growing from its shingle banks<br />

and carrying a line of driftwood twenty feet high<br />

among their branches.<br />

There was always something<br />

to draw the attention along this sunlit road descending<br />

from mountain snow through air which grew<br />

softer with every mile. Now a gushing spring<br />

so great as to make a small river at once. Then<br />

a piece of Roman way taking its uncompromising<br />

course, while the modern road went curving to keep<br />

its gradient, and left the other to display its<br />

patterned surface on a rise. And next came a homelike<br />

sight— a stony knoll crowned by a group of<br />

sister pines, so like the knoll and trees on Milton<br />

Heath that were the two magically exchanged scarce<br />

a soul could swear to the difference. But presently<br />

appeared beside the road a sacred bush, with its

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