_June 4._--We rode briskly over the plain, breathing a purer
air, and soon came in sight of a fair edifice, built by the king
of the country for the refreshment of pilgrims. In this
caravanserai we took our abode for the day. It was more
calculated for Eastern than European travellers, having no means
of keeping out the air and light. We found the thermometer at
110°. At the passes we met a man travelling down to Bushire with
a load of ice, which he willingly disposed of to us. The next
night we ascended another range of mountains, and passed over a
plain, where the cold was so piercing that with all the clothes
we could muster we were shivering. At the end of this plain we
entered a dark valley, contained by two ranges of hills
converging one to another. The muleteer gave notice that he saw
robbers. It proved to be a false alarm; but the place was fitted
to be a retreat for robbers; there being on each side caves and
fastnesses from which they might have killed every man of us.
After ascending another mountain, we descended by a very long
and circuitous route into an extensive valley, where we were
exposed to the sun till eight o'clock. Whether from the sun or
from continued want of sleep, I could not, on my arrival at
Kaziroon, compose myself to sleep; there seemed to be a fire
within my head, my skin like a cinder, and the pulse violent.
Through the day it was again too hot to sleep; though the place
we occupied was a sort of summer-house in a garden of
cypress-trees, exceedingly well fitted up with mats and coloured
glass. Had the kafila gone on that night, I could not have
accompanied it; but it halted there a day, by which means I got
a sort of night's rest, though I awoke twenty times to dip my
burning hand in water. Though Kaziroon is the second greatest
town in Fars, we could get nothing but bread, milk, and eggs,
and those with difficulty. The Governor, who is under great
obligations to the English, heard of our arrival, but sent no
message.
_June 5._--At ten we left Kaziroon and ascended a mountain: we
then descended from it on the other side into a beautiful
valley, where the opening dawn discovered to us ripe fields of
wheat and barley, with the green oak here and there in the midst
of it. We were reminded of an autumnal morning in England.
Thermometer 62°.
_June 6._--Half-way up the Peergan Mountain we found a
caravanserai. There being no village in the neighbourhood, we
had brought supplies from Kaziroon. My servant Zachary got a
fall from his mule this morning, which much bruised him; he
looked very sorrowful, and had lost much of his garrulity.
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