The shock lasted quite ten seconds.
Every moment I expected to see the house fall bodily over.

I left poor E---- busily engaged in removing his instruments into the garden.
"Another night like the last would turn my hair grey," he said, as we bade him good-bye.

Truly the lot of a Persian telegraph official is not always a bed of roses.
A gradual descent of over two thousand feet leads from Konar Takta to the village of Dalaki, which is situated on a vast plain, partly cultivated, the southern extremity of which is washed by the waters of the Persian Gulf.

There is a comfortable rest-house at this village, the population of which is noted as being the most fierce and lawless in Southern Persia.

Rest, though undisturbed by earthquakes, was, however, almost out of the question, on account of a most abominable stench of drainage, which came on at sunset and lasted throughout the night.