Three days on the road. No news, and no time to write it if there had been, for every moment is precious. We have had only the rest...

It is broad daylight. That good fellow would not wake me. He says it would have been a sin to, for I slept peacefully and was forgetting...

No news all day; we have found nothing of the kind we seek. We have now passed into the Bistritza; and if we are wrong in our surmise our...