An hour later the bazaar is untenanted, save for the watchmen and pariah dogs.

The latter are seen throughout the day, sleeping in holes and corners, many of them almost torn to pieces from nightly encounters, and kicked about, even by children, with impunity.
It is only at night that the brutes become really dangerous, and when, in packs of from twenty to thirty, they have been known to attack and kill men.

Occasionally the dogs of one quarter of the bazaar attack those of another, and desperate fights ensue, the killed and wounded being afterwards eaten by the victors.

It is, therefore, unsafe to venture out in the streets of Teheran after dark without a lantern and good stout cudgel.
From 11 to 12 a.m.is perhaps the busiest part of the day in the bazaar.

Then is one most struck with the varied and picturesque types of Oriental humanity, the continuously changing kaleidoscope of native races from Archangel to the Persian Gulf, the Baltic Sea to Afghanistan.
Nor are contrasts wanting.