females of the family rush into an inner apartment to the eldest lady of the place. The man then assumes sulkiness and refuses to advance, when the repenting wife launches into the following song:— ORIGINAL:— _Mù tútè shábilès, wó rajó tolyá._ I of thee glad am, oh Rajah’s presented with tolahs! _Mù tútè shábilès, wó ashpa panu._ I of thee glad am, oh steed’s rider. _Mù tútè shábilès, wó tumák ginu._ I of thee glad am, oh gun-wearer. [Evidently a modern interpolation.] _Mú tútè shábilès, wó kangár ginu._ I of thee glad am, oh sword-wearer. _Mú tútè shábilès, wó tshapàn banu._ I of thee glad am, oh mantle-wearer. _Mú tútè shábilès, shá mul dé ginum._ I of thee glad am, pleasure’s price giving I will buy. _Mú tútè shábilès, wó gúmy tshino._ I of thee glad am, oh corn-heap! _Shábilès shá mul de ginum._ Rejoicing pleasure’s price giving I will buy. _Mú tútè shábilès, wó giéy loto._ I of thee glad am, oh ghee-ball. _Shábilès sha mul de ginum._ Rejoicing pleasure’s price giving I will buy. TRANSLATION:— Thou hast made me glad! thou favourite of the Rajah! Thou hast rejoiced me, oh bold horseman! I am pleased with thee who so well usest gun and sword! Thou hast delighted me, oh thou who art invested with a mantle of honour! Oh great happiness! I will buy it all by giving pleasure’s price. Oh thou [nourishment to us] a heap of corn and a store of ghee! Delighted will I buy it all by giving pleasure’s price! “Then the husband relents and steps over the partition beam. They all sit down, dine together, and thus end festivities of the ‘Nôs.’ The little domestic scene is observed at Gilgit; but it is thought to be an essential element in the celebration of the day by people whose ancestors may have been retainers of the Gilgit Raja Azru Shemsher, and by whom they may have been dismissed to their homes with costly presents. “The song itself is, however, well known at Gilgit. “When Azru had safely ascended the throne, he ordered the tyrant’s palace to be levelled to the ground. The willing peasants, manufacturing spades of iron, ‘Killi’, flocked to accomplish a grateful task, and sang whilst demolishing his castle: ORIGINAL:— _Kûro téyto Shiri-ga-Badàt djé kuró_ [I am] hard said Shiri and Badatt![14] why hard? _Demm Singéy Khotó kúro_ Dem Sing’s Khotó [is] hard _Na tshumáre kille téy ráke phala thèm_ [With] this iron spade thy palace level I do _Tsháké! túto Shatshó Malika Demm Singéy_ Behold! thou Shatshó Malika Dem Singh’s _Khotó kuró na tshumare killéyi_ Khotó hard; [with] this iron spade _Téy rake-ga phalatém, tshaké_ Thy palace very I level, behold!” TRANSLATION:—