IIIFカラー高解像度
国立情報学研究所 - ディジタル・シルクロード・プロジェクト
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| Overland to India : vol.2 | |
| インドへの陸路 : vol.2 |
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引用情報
98 OVERLAND TO INDIA
. CHAY.
we know only too well, but now have to take in the reverse
order that we may remember them still better. We have
a strong feeling of being in an unknown land, where even
the guide has never found his way. At length we are at
the mouth of the valley which we ought never to have
left, and then we mount slowly to the flat crest of the
range, near which we encamp in the valley at a height of
3763 feet.
We had seen the trail of the hunter going both forwards J
and backwards, but why had we not met him ? Well,
when he at length turned up he informed us that he had
turned back to warn us that the spring where we were to
encamp was dry. Had not the Seid lost his way we
should have received instructions from the hunter in time,
but now the former had needlessly led us into difficulties,
and as a punishment and warning he should receive no
pay for the lost day. The i3th of March was of course
a critical day.
The poor fowls, which had been tied and shaken up for
such a long distance in their basket on a camel's back,
fluttered earlier than usual up on to my tent, and there
crowded into a close flock. But there was fearful trouble
before they could get settled, for each wanted to be the
lowest, and while I sat writing my notes I heard them 111
cackling and scratching above my head. The day con-
cluded with a great battle between the dogs. Nevengk
was persuaded that my tent and its immediate surround-
ings belonged to his sphere of interest, and when the
black dog ventured too near he seized him by the hair.
In the middle of the night I was awakened by another
uproar, the squeal of a camel, yells, and shouts, and a
camel came prancing towards my tent and pulled up one
of its four corner-ropes. Fortunately, I escaped the pole
as it fell, but the candlestick and the fowls came down on
my head, so I was thoroughly waked up. The tall black
stallion had been displeased with a neighbour and had
bitten him. I lighted my candle, while the tent was
propped up again ; the clock indicated ten minutes to
twelve, so it was still March 13.
But then there was no silence, for after a while the
t
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