As in this race the winner was conducted to the caravan where he made his two obeisances and then went to the Sumundurhi circle to receive his reward of cheese. The scene was in actual parts of themselves were neither remark able or very interesting but the scene as a whole was one of the most barbaric and picturesque that I have ever witnessed. The setting for it was perfect, with the grass covered snowhill on one side & on the other the dark forest clad mountains raising their uprisings in dark green masses. The bay circle of brilliant yellow carvans, faced by the old men of the valley dressed in yellow their brilliant robes & black turban hats, the women in their grotesque hair dress & flashing silver caps on the dark sandh of the jannies ridden by half wild boys; altogether all had a barbaric touch that well was thrilled of animation. I could picture this same scene 6 or years ago in the days of Kublaikhan when his name the mongol empire was the greatest that the world has ever seen. These same peaceful rolling red hills must have gazed down upon just such scenes in the peaceful valley at their foot when the white