uttering a wailing yell, indescribably barbaric. A few moments later they came back in full run, beating their horses and wailing even louder. The winner was led by two old mingles to the rows of yellow flowers before whom he knelt three times, while the men around a beautiful yellow flower its bowels in front of them. Then the scattered broadcast as he was conducted ceremoniously to the opposite semicircle of the earth where he was again knelt carried away by booping returned with palms shining with bits of cheese. The most interesting part of it however, was at once when all the men stop all lined up on their horses facing the towers and each one chanting singing a numinous chant. Then forming in line they circled about the towers, slowly at first, then faster faster until their horses were in a full run. After the race came wrestling contests, which as themselves were of little interest. The contestants separated for holds and when finally no grips endure to them each other by grasping the waist bands of their trousers suddenly hearing it was practically the same as the Japanese manner of wrestling.