On being told of its use, he scrawled with the pencil on the beyur-haldeh, an autograph, for which I have a peculiar value. The mystery of this was, that he restored the pencil, with a grin of self-righteousness, to Mr. Marsh." After waiting some time in suspense, the travelers were suffered to leave, in charge of a Kurdish guard: "It soon became evident that we were not on the road to Oroomiah.