ers--some smoking strong tobacco in the coffeehouses of Berlin,
or leaning gracefully (like the Chinese Admiral Kwang) against the
pillars of the Junior United Service Club in London--or driving a
heavy curricle in the Prado at Vienna--or reading powerfully for
honours at the Great Go at Oxford--or climbing Albanian hills--or
reclining in the silken recesses of a harem at Constantinople--all
were thrown together in such unexpected groups, and found themselves
so curiously banded together, that the tame realities of an ordinary
campaign were thrown completely into the shade. The following
introduces us to another member of the foray, whose character seems to
have been such a combination of the gallant soldier and light-hearted
troubadour, that we read of his after fate, in dying of the plague at
Damascus, with great regret:--

"My troop had not yet cleared a difficult pass close to
the khan, running between an abrupt face of the hill and
the river, when the advanced guard came back at full
speed with the announcement that a body of the enemy's
infantry was near at hand. Closely jammed in a narrow
defile, between inaccessible cliffs and the precipitous
banks of the Jordan, with nothing but cavalry at my
disposal, I was placed in rather a disagreeable
position. There remained, however, no alternative but to
put spurs to our horses, push forward through the pass,
deploy on the level ground beyond it, and then trust to
the chances of war. Having explained these intentions to
the Sheikh and Aga, we lost no time in carrying them
into effect; and on taking extended order after clearing
the pass, saw immediately in front of us what we took to
be an advanced guard of the enemy, consisting of some
twenty or thirty soldiers, whom their white
foustanellis" (the foustanellis is that part of the
Albanian costume corresponding with the highland kilt)
"and tall active forms immediately marked as Arnouts, or
Albanians. Seeing, probably, that we had now the
advantage of the ground, they hastily retired,
recrossing a ravine which intersected the path, and
extending in capital light infantry style, were soon
sheltered behind the stones and rocks on the opposite
bank, over the brow of which nought was to be seen but
the protruding muzzles and long shining barrels of their
firelocks. All this was the work of a few seconds, and