The _Turks_ have a Tradition, that the _Hyæna_, which they call _Zirtlan_, understands what Men say one to another. The Antients affirm’d, that they could also imitate Man’s Voice, and thereupon Hunters catch them by this Wile. They find out her Den, which they may easily do by the heap of Bones lying by it; and then one of them goes in with a Rope, leaving the other End of the Rope in the Hands of his Fellows without; and when he is creeping in, he cries with a loud Voice, _Joctur, Joctur, Ucala!_ i. e. _She is not here, She is not here!_ or, _I cannot find her!_ whereupon, the _Hyæna_, thinking she is not discovered, lies close, and he ties one end of the Rope about her Leg; and then he goes forth, still crying, _I cannot find her!_ but when he is escaped quite out of the Hole, he cries out aloud, _She is within, She is within!_ which the _Hyæna_ hearing, and understanding the meaning of it, leaps out, thinking to escape; but then they hold her back by the Rope, tied to her Leg, and either kill her, or, if they use Care and Diligence, lake her alive, for she is a fierce Creature, and defends herself desperately. I found abundance of Old Coins all up and down this Country, especially of the later Emperors, _viz._ the _Constantines_, the _Constantius_’s, the _Justin_’s, the _Valens_’s, the _Valentine_’s, the _Numerian_’s, the _Probus_’s, the _Tacitus_’s, and such like. In many Places the _Turks_ use them for Weight, _viz._ of a Drachm, or half a Drachm; and they call it _Giaur Manguri_, i. e. the Money of the _Pagans_ or _Infidels_. The like Coins I found in the neighbouring Cities of _Asia_, as at _Amysus_, at _Synopis_, at _Cumana_, at _Amastris_, and _Amasia_ itself, whither we were going. There was a Brasier of that City which grieved me very much; for demanding of him, whether he had any Old Coins to sell? He answered me, That a few Days ago, he had a large Room full of them, but had melted them down to make Brass Kettles, as thinking them of little Value, and fit for no other Use. When I heard this Story, it troubled me much to lose so many choice Monuments of Antiquity; but I paid him back in his own Coin, by telling; him, That I would have given him a hundred Guilders for them; so that my Revenge was suited to his Injury; for I sent him away as sorrowful, as he did me for losing the Coins. As for Plants, I saw very few in my Journey in those Parts, which were unknown to us in _Europe_. They were almost all of the same Kind; only they were more or less flourishing, according to the Richness or Poverty of the Soil. The _Amomum_, which, _Dioscorides_ says, grows near _Pontus_, I very diligently sought for, but in vain; so that I knew not whether that Plant did not fail in that Country, or else was transplanted into another.