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0520 Ruins of Desert Cathay : vol.1
中国砂漠地帯の遺跡 : vol.1
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322 ALONG THE CHARCHAN RIVER CH. XXVIII

extravagant colonization scheme would require. All my informants agreed that the water-supply available in the Charchan Darya, which drains a number of high snowy ranges, was more than sufficient for an oasis quite as big as Keriya. All that was wanting were fresh settlers, and for these all the land-holding Bais of Charchan were wistfully waiting. The influx of labourers from the Khotan region was steady but slow. Facilities on the long desert route were manifestly needed to quicken it, and to overcome the reluctance which poor cultivators would necessarily feel about migrating to so distant a place.

The geographical position of Charchan, about half-way between Lop-nor and Keriya, was enough to ensure importance to the oasis at any period when the route south

   of the great desert was frequented. Hsüan-tsang and   1

   Marco Polo had not failed to mention Charchan ; and   s

   travelling as I was along the very route which had taken   ti

   them into China, it was a special satisfaction to me to see   ti

   with my own eyes how after centuries of neglect and   ii

   abandonment the vitality of this ancient settlement was   j

   vigorously asserting itself. When on the day after my   ti

arrival I escaped from my quarters and the petty cares about repairs, transport arrangements, etc., which kept me

   busy there, for a ride through the central portion of the   '

   oasis, I was pleasantly surprised by the big crowd which   M

thronged the newly built roomy Bazar. It was not the

   market day nor a particular day of feasting. But Ramazan   q
had ended some four days before, and this, at a season

   when agricultural labour rested, was enough to draw a   ii

   throng of holiday-makers, scarcely less than four or five   1
hundred, before the few shops and booths that were open.

   Just beyond the end of the Bazar street where Wang   I

   Ta-lao-ye, the Chinese sub-magistrate of Charchan, had his   4

   official residence,—modest, indeed, but pleasingly clean and   1

   new,—some crumbling mud hovels were shown to me as   I

the old market. This juxtaposition made it easy to judge

   of the change which is coming over Charchan. It was a   j

   bleak and bitterly cold afternoon with a fog-like dust haze   ;

   hiding all distant views. But there was plenty to see in   o

   close proximity along the lanes by which Sadik Beg, the   1