ARRIVAL AT KIUTAHYA.
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the vicinity of the city. Soon, however, a line of tiled roofs appeared along the slope of a hill on our left, and turning its base, we saw the city before us, filling the mouth of a deep valley or gorge, which opened from the mountains.
But the horses are saddled, and François tells me it is time to put up my pen. We are off, over the mountains, to the old Greek city of Œzani, in the valley of the Rhyndacus.
