The side of the river was covered with ice, and there was snow about a mile and a half along the top of it. I was happy to see my fellow countryman and walked along it with admiration: he was solid, and my leg often broke off at the top. I measured the height of the mountain with my hygrometric thermometer, and found it to be just 40 thousand feet above the horizon of the sea. The cold at the top is the deepest and the temperature is quite pleasant. The shepherds told me that the ice and snow would be completely free in half a month. Having admired the lovely view from Olympus, I slowly went down. Kavas Davud, beloved to me by Tsasha, walking with me in the snow, often, raising his eyes, said quietly and to himself: Deli, Deli Pashcha! I didn’t ask him until the time why he called me a fool or crazy, but I guessed him well, and decided to return to the Turkmens and talk to him about it. On the site where the Turkmen roamed, I found everything prepared for dinner. Convoy my n translator sfli vs® in circle. I invited the old one. 'Turkman, but he refused. They served a whole cauldron of pilaf with lamb; then roasted mutton, and finally a variety of fruits of all kinds, Pofvia, I lit a pipe, called Davud, and told the translator to ask him why, when we were on the mountain, he called me a fool? because I heard very well how he said: Delhi Moscow Pasha! Davud was rude at first, but I told him that I wasn’t angry, but just wanted to know: what did I do to deserve such a name? “Here’s what, Lasha,” he said then, “you are a noble man: we see it all, because you are constantly with our Pasha, sitting and hanging out; Yes, we heard that you and Sudtan were there. - Let it be so, Davud, but it doesn’t show that I’m a fool. - You are a rich person: you pay money for everything when you could get the Internet for free. Now, for example, you ate a small piece of lamb, but you pay for a whole lamb, which we sell. What was the need for you, needlessly, to climb with such difficulty to the top of this terrible mountain, and get stuck in the sifga, where I, following you involuntarily, got my feet wet. Wow, have you already gotten yours wet? - “I got wet, Davud.»
“So wouldn’t it be better for you to sit quietly at your place, or at our Pasha’s, and look at this mountain from there?” You could have seen her from there, but calmly ate and smoked. And you decided to get tired in vain. It is up to you to have all the pleasures without labor, and you voluntarily torture yourself. We are not wolf Fzdim: the bosses order; and no one here can give you orders. “I tried in vain to convince Davud that it was necessary to accurately measure the height of this mountain, and that I determined its position relative to other mountains. He shook his head and just said: “What’s that for?” - Having rested a little, we got on the horses, and through the same chestnut and orph tree we returned to Brussa, quite late in the evening.
Here, by the way, I’ll say two words about the Turkmen. They are a nomadic people, very similar in their way of life and household management to the Nogais. They left, like the Turks, from Mongomi, under the leadership of various elders; were, like the Turks, a warlike people, but always nomadic. They still do not mix with other peoples and move from place to place, considering the convenience of pasture. Their wealth consists of livestock: with it they feed, dress, and by selling surplus they obtain everything they need: gunpowder, clothing, and even the accessories of their luxury, which is limited to very little. They are stately and beautiful; their facial features are quite regular. Vez Turkmens reproach the Mohammedan army, but are weakly attached to it; They are hospitable, like nomadic peoples, and are especially prone to theft. Their women do not cover their faces; like 'Turkish women; This people has no harems. In Asia Minor, the Turkmens move from one place to another, in agreement with the landowners and with the permission of Pasha.