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0059 Tibet and Turkestan : vol.1
チベットとトルキスタン : vol.1
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doi: 10.20676/00000231
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Here about three years ago ten thousand human
lives—and some dogs and horses—were suddenly
snuffed out because of something which a solar-
system physician might diagnose as being merely a
mild case of Asiatic colic. Our Mother Earth was
indisposed, and she swallowed ten thousand of her
children while shaking herself to rights. The death
of each one of us, however regularly and decorously
it befalls, does exemplify this singular appetite of
the great mother, but an Andijan earthquake-feast
advertises it, proclaims aloud the universal requiem
"to dust returnest," and changes the ever-sorrowful
"why" of our yearning race into the groan of one
who is stunned to black unconsciousness.
In the general ruin one sees the broken cross that
crowned a Christian church, and there the muezzin
tower, scattered now into mere fragments, that, fall-
ing, crushed the roof of its mosque, consecrated by
generations of prayer—cross and crescent alike gone
down in helpless confusion. But whate'er betide
the dead, we know that the faith of the living faints
but for a moment, and the yearning for help never
dies. So it is, that now in fallen Andijan, until the
mason shall again lift the graceful dome, we hear
the prayers of the believers go up from the enclosure
of hasty earthen walls, through a roof of thatch,
half open to the sky. And I am awakened by the
early chant of a Russian priest who, in his chapel—
on wheels—blesses the union of two young moujiks.
They have come, ere the sun is fairly up, from
among the long line of railway carriages which
shelter hundreds of their kind. They are wed-
ded; and leaving the churchly car, while still the