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 wood, is tugging its long burden up the long heights.

"Look," said the colonel, "there is Angora."

"That little village perched on a hill?"

"It is not a village," he corrected, "it is a town."

Yet somehow I felt this was not what I had expected "such a tiny speck of a place to bear so great a name!"

Well, I had my first peep at that which I had come so far to see—the cradle of the New Turkey. Soon I shall meet the hero of the Nationalists!