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Journey Down the Valley The Plague of Grasshoppers A Defile The Town of Taushanlue The Camp of Famine We leave the Rhyndacus The Base of Olympus Primeval Forests The Guard-House Scenery of the Summit Forests of Beech Saw-Mills Descent of the Mountain The View of Olympus Morning The Land of Harvest Aineghioel A Showery Ride The Plain of Brousa The Structure of Olympus We reach Brousa The Tent is Furled.
We jogged on as fast as we could urge our weary horses, passed another belt of orchard land, paid more harvest-tolls to the reapers, and commenced ascending a chain of low hills which divides the plain of Aineghioel from that of Brousa. At a fountain called the "mid-day konnak" we met some travellers coming from Brousa, who informed us that we could get there by the time of asser prayer.
Ere long, we saw the two white minarets of Aineghioel, above the line of orchards in front of us, and, in three hours after starting, reached the place. It is a small town, not particularly clean, but with brisk-looking bazaars. In one of the houses, I saw half-a-dozen pairs of superb antlers, the spoils of Olympian stags.
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