to start boiling a pot of stew with the aid of horse litter lying about: in the middle of our cooking, however we were bundled into the train, pots and all, and our meal was finished in the train. After much blowing of penny trumpets, yelling and shouting we started off for KONIA. which we hoped to reach <on the evening of> the next day, 18th June; but, like most things in Turkey, the engine continually broke down, so that by daybreak we had only travelled 6 kilometres. Then an unpleasant rumour got round that the luggage van containing all our kits was not attached to the train! This rumour proved correct, and many of us, including myself, who were apt to distrust our hosts with articles of kit out of our sight, were sore distressed and very pessimistic as to our things eventually turning up.
We reached KONIA in the evening where we disembarked from the train: we were met at the station by the Kaimah Kham of the town and his staff, a very civil old gentleman, who assured us that our kit would overtake us at Eskichehir. Our Hindu Indian officers, numbering about twenty, were marched away under a strong guard, quite three times as numerous as their prisoners, with fixed bayonets. We dined at a very clean Hotel kept by a French