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| India and Tibet : vol.1 | |
| インドとチベット : vol.1 |
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152 DARJILING TO CHUMBI
comforters, thick jerseys, and warm socks, were provided
for both fighting men and followers. If the Government
of India does a thing at all, it does it well, and nothing
was spared—except the mules—to make the movement a
success.
The local authorities were also extremely helpful.
Mr. Walsh, the Deputy Commissioner of Darjiling, on
account of his knowledge of the frontier, and because he
spoke Tibetan, was to accompany me as an Assistant
Commissioner ; and Mr. Garrett, who took his place at
Darjiling, put his whole energies to collecting coolies,
ponies, and supplies. The local engineers got the road
along the Teesta Valley—which with unfailing regularity
falls into the river in the rainy season—into proper work-
ing order again. Mr. White, in Sikkim, set to work to
raise a coolie corps for work on the passes. And in a
month from the date of receiving the sanction of the
Secretary of State, General Macdonald was able, in spite
of the blow which had befallen him in the loss of the
yaks, to make the start towards Tibet.
It was a sad day when I said good-bye to my wife and
little girl to plunge into the unknown beyond the mighty
snowy range which lay before us. To me there was
nothing but the stir and thrill of an enterprise which
would ever live in history ; before her there lay only long
and dreary months of sickening anxiety and suspense, for
which my eventual success might or might not be a
sufficient recompense. A little knot of visitors assembled
at the Rockville Hotel on the morning of December 5 to
bid us good-bye and good luck, and Mrs. Wakefield, the
manageress, patriotically waved a Union Jack. Then we
were off—as it turned out, to the mysterious Lhasa itself.
The first night I passed with Mr. James, a nephew of
my old travelling, companion in Manchuria, at a most
charming little bungalow in a tea-plantation, and on the
way met other tea-planters, all very anxious that my
Mission would have the result of opening up Tibet for
their produce. I once more rode through all that glorious
tropical vegetation in the Teesta Valley. I passed the
camp of the 23rd Pioneers, and first made the acquaintance
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