The combatants fought hand-to-hand with rustic weapons, and in some cases tore each other limb from limb.

When all was done, the victors were themselves so sorely wounded that they were able to do nothing but lie down and die.' 'How many do you think there were ?' I asked, believing.
'To judge by scent alone, not one or two; but, Allah knows, perhaps a hundred!' said Rashid reflectively.
'It is strange they should have lain there undiscovered.' 'Not strange, when one remembers that the spot is far from any village and probably as far from the right road,' was his reply.
This last conjecture was disquieting; but we were both too much excited for anxiety.
'It is an event to be set down in histories,' Rashid exclaimed.

'We shall be famous people when we reach the village.

Such news is heard but once in every hundred years.' 'I wish that we could reach that village,' was my answer; and again we fell to picturing the strange event.
At length we heard the barking of a dog in the far distance, and gave praise to Allah.

A half-hour later we saw lights ahead of us.