_Híyokto bijéy, lamayi_ Yet my soul is in fear, oh my beloved child, [literally: oh my sacrifice] _Ardàm Dolója yujéy_ To snatch [conquer] Doloja[24] is [yet necessary = has yet to be done]. _Translation._ “The bullet of Kashiru sends many to Paradise. He has gone to the wars, oh my child and mother of Sahib Khan! Will the sun ever shine for me by his returning? It is true that he has taken by assault the ravine of Mutshutshul, but yet, oh beloved child, my soul is in fear for his fate, as the danger has _not_ passed, since the village Doloja yet remains to be conquered.” 4. THE SHIN SHAMMI SHAH. OLD NATIONAL SHINA SONG. _Shammi Shah Shaîtingêy mítojo._ Shammi Shah Shaíting, from his courtyard. _Djálle_ _tshâye_ _dûloe_ _dên_. The green fields’ birds promenade they give. _Nyé_ _tziréye_ _tshayote_ _kóy bijéy_. They (near) twitter birds who fears?[25] _Tómi tom_ _shiudóke_ _dên_. From tree to tree a whistle they give. _Alldátey_ _pótskeyn_ _mítojo_. Alldát’s grandson’s from the courtyard. _Djalle_ _tshaye_ _dúloe_ _dên_. The green fields birds promenade give. _Nyé_ _tziréye_ _tshayote_ _kóy bijey_. They twitter birds who fears?[25] _Tomi tom_; _shiudôke_ _den_. From tree to tree; a whistling they give. Shammi Shah Shaíthing was one of the founders of the Shín rule. His wife, although she sees her husband surrounded by women anxious to gain his good graces, rests secure in the knowledge of his affections belonging to her and of her being the mother of his children. She, therefore, ridicules the pretensions of her rivals, who, she fancies, will, at the utmost, only have a temporary success. In the above still preserved song she says, with a serene confidence, not shared by _Indian_ wives. _Translation._ “In the very courtyard of Shammi Sha Shaîting. “The little birds of the field flutter gaily about. “Hear how they twitter; yet, who would fear little birds, “That fly from tree to tree giving [instead of lasting love] a gay whistle? “In the very courtyards of Alldat’s grandson these birds flutter gaily about, yet who would fear them? “Hear how they twitter, etc., etc., etc. 5. A WOMAN’S SONG (GILGITI). [THE DESERTED WIFE AND THE FAITHLESS HUSBAND.] _The Wife_: _Mey_ _kukúri_ _Patan_ _gayta_ _béyto_ _djék tòn_? My kukuri Pathán going he sat what am I to do? _Pípi_ _batzísse_ _garáo_ _dên_; _múso tshûsh_. Aunt! from the family he absence has given; I cocoon. _Gá_ _sikkìm_ _qatì_ _bring_ _báleo_ _dês_; And coloured silk spinning animal bind do = could. _Mió_ _dudélo_ _tshût_ _biló_! My milk-sweet late has become! _The Husband_: