Abstract
THE article in NATURE, vol. xxiii. p. 525, on Aryan villages and other Asiatic communities reminds me of what I saw in 1843 in the course of a journey through Greece. On St. George's Day, a high festival with the Greek peasants, when crossing the range of Mount Cithæron between Thebes and Eleusis, I saw my companion, who was about half a mile ahead surrounded by a number of men, and then pulled from his horse The man we had engaged as interpreter, guide, and protector, the “dragoman,” bolted as a matter of course, thinking we had fallen upon a nest of brigands; but when I reached the scene of action I was surprised to find that the yelling and uproar heard in the distance were not murderous nor at all malignant, but purely hilarious. I was dragged from my horse also, and surrounded by about twenty young fellows with shaven heads and long scalp locks, half stripped, half drunk, and very dirty, but perfectly good humoured.
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