bread is made.  The Lichnitza, which runs through it, is a mere stream.  It takes its rise near the Austro-Bosnian frontier, and loses itself in the hills which surround Blato.  The plain is porous and full of holes, from which, in the late autumnal months, the waters bubble up.  This continues until the river itself overflows, covering the entire plain to a considerable depth, in some parts as much as thirty-six feet.  The original passage under the hills, by which the water escaped, is said to have been filled up at the time of the Turkish conquest.  If such be true, it might be reopened with little cost and trouble, and the plain would thus be rendered most valuable to the province.

Arrived at the scene of operations, we lost little time in getting to work.  A still evening, and a moon obscured by light clouds, promised well for sport; and we should doubtless have made a large bag had ordinary precautions been taken.  These, however, were not deemed necessary by the majority of the party, who walked down in the open to the river’s edge, smoking and chattering as though they expected the ‘dilly-dills to come and be killed’ merely for the asking.  The result, I need not say, was our return almost empty-handed.  Late in the evening we assembled round a large fire, to eat the dinner which our servants had already prepared; after which we courted sleep beneath the soothing influences of tales of love and war as related by our AEsculapian friend, who undeniably proved himself to have been a very Don Quixote.  Early the following morning we were again afoot, and a few partridges, hares, and quail rewarded our exertions.  Amongst the hills, where most of the game was shot, I noticed several old Roman tombs.  Many of these were merely large shapeless blocks of stone, while others were of the proper sarcophagus form, ornamented with sculptures of considerable merit.  On some were depicted men in armour, with shields and long straight swords, while others had two men with lances aimed at a deer between them.  The absence of anything like moulding on the sides proves their great antiquity.  In its place we find a rather graceful pattern, vines with leaves and grapes predominating; or, as in other cases, choruses of women holding hands and dancing.  In no instance did I detect anything denoting immorality or low ideas, so prevalent in the sculptures of intermediate ages.  Amongst these tombs, as also on the sites of the ancient towns, curiosities and coins are found.  Of the last, small Hungarian silver pieces, and large Venetian gold pieces, are the most numerous; although Roman copper coins are by no means rare.  Stones engraved with figures of Socrates and Minerva were shown to me, as having been found in the province, and it is only two years since, that two golden ear-rings of fifteen drachms weight, and about the size of pigeons’ eggs, were dug up in the neighbourhood of Blato.  About the same time a ring was found, of which the Pacha obtained possession.  It was of iron, set with a stone only three tenths of an inch in diameter, on which were most beautifully engraved no fewer than nine figures of classical deities.