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beautiful and sacred lotus. It is called Sar-abi-nilu-fir—the spring
of the lotus fountain/’ We are informed that it is celebrated for the
mermaids that wanton in its waters, and much astonishment was expressed
at our incredulous looks. They nevertheless assure us, with all the gra
vity imaginable, that mermaids have not only been seen here, but have
actually been combated with. The lake is stated to be fathomless, but
this statement we can place as much reliance on as in the tale of the fair
mermaids. A spring issuing from the foot of the undulating hills keeps
the lake plentifully supplied with water; and close, too, are the remains of
some ancient buildings, denoting, in all probability, the former existence
of a fire-temple upon this spot.
Our halt here was enlivened by the performance of a man on stilts,
who bestrode a hobby horse. He amused us with dancing, throwing the
jerid, and singing, in extempore verse, the praises of the Elchi-Bashi from
Frangistan, and really displayed much agility in his various feats.
Refreshed with our halt, we re-mounted at 2*30, and crossed a small
stream running from the lake, which must be supplied also from copious
springs in its bed. Continued the former direction through the plain,
which is highly cultivated, and is watered from the Kara-Su. The black
tents and encampments of the Zangani Kurds serve as a contrast to the
rich verdure of the extensive plain. At 4*30 a party of merchants from
Kirmanshah, connected with Baghdad and India, met us about four miles
from the town. These worthy people, in paying their respects to the
Resident, had prepared in a secluded spot some excellent cool melons, of
which we partook, and found very refreshing after the hot ride we had
undergone: thanking them for their consideration, the journey was con
tinued. When about two miles from the town, a cloud of dust announced
the arrival of an escort of honor sent by the Amir. Our negligent line
of march was now restored to order, so as to make as imposing an
appearance as the circumstances would admit of; and the indefatigable
Rejib failed not to place, in conspicuous array, the captured culprits of the
Kamr-zard. Poor Sarkies, now divested of his martial bearing, and
shorn of his arms, looked a very Sarkies indeed ; and, instead of seeking
for new honors in the advance, contented himself with his humble posi
tion in the rear. Both parties neared each other, but the dust would
scarcely permit our distinguishing the head of the procession. It turned
out, however, to be the son of the Amir, with a numerous retinue o
mounted officers, and some Sirbaz on foot. On meeting, the youn-,
prince in courtesy dismounted to offer the greeting and congratulations