of Grapes upon it; thus with a Lay of Grapes, and a Lay of grinded Mustard-Seed, they fill it up to the Top; and, when the Vessel is full, then they pour in new _Must_, as much as will fill all the Interstice; then they shut it close, and so let it stand till the hot Time of the next Year, when Men stand most in need of Drink. Then these Vessels are broach’d, and the Grapes, with its Liquor, are set to sale. The _Turks_ like the Liquor as well as the Grapes; but I did not so well like the Taste of the Mustard-Seed, and, therefore, I caused the Grapes to be washed, and then, when I was most thirsty, they gave me great Relief. I hope you will give me leave to commend a Food to you, that did me so much good, seeing the _Egyptians_ esteemed their Herbs and Plants, which were contributory to their Health, as so many _Deities_. But ’tis Time for a Wanderer to return back into the Way. From the Bank of the River _Halys_, which the _Turks_ call _Aitoczu_, we came to _Gonkurthoy_; from thence to _Choron_, and from thence to _Theke Thioi_, where the _Turks_ have a stately Monastry for their _Priests_ and _Monks_, called _Dervises_. Those _Dervises_ told us a great Story of a certain Man, called _Chederles_, of an huge Stature, and graveness of Mind answerable thereto. They suppose it was the same with our St. _George_, and ascribe the same Exploits to him; as the saving of a Virgin by the Slaughter of a huge and terrible _Dragon_. To which they add many Fables and Imaginations of idle Brains; as that he travelled over several Countries far and near, and at last came to a River, whose Waters made those that drank them immortal; but in what Part of the World this River is, they cannot tell us; they say, moreover, that it lies somewhere in a great Cloud, or Mist of Darkness, and that never a Man saw it since _Chederles_. As for _Chederles_ himself, he was made Immortal, and so was his Horse, by drinking the same Water, who now, both do invisibly travel over the World, delighting in Wars, and appearing therein to the most Valiant, or to those who implore his Aid, of what Religion soever they be: Such ridiculous Fancies do they please themselves with! To which we may add, other Things as absurd as those before-mentioned, That he was one of the Friends and Companions of _Alexander the Great_. For, the Truth is, the _Turks_ keep no just Account either of Times or Ages, but makes a confused Hodge-podge of all History. When they have a Mind to it, they scruple not to say, _That ~Job~ was Master of the Horse to King ~Solomon~, and that ~Alexander the Great~ was General of his Army_; with such-like Stuff.