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0123 Tibet and Turkestan : vol.1
チベットとトルキスタン : vol.1
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kol, and a collection of Begs escorting us to a big
surburban bazaar about five miles from the town.
Then came horseback good-byes, our hearts quite
upset at leaving the good priest behind us, and we
were away to struggle with the desert, the mount-
ain, the deathly cold, and with Achbar.

Think of it—your comfort, and, as befell us ere
many moons, your life, depending on the painful
marshalling together of about fifty words over the
empty parade-ground of a boy's mind! That we
came out alive has been a marvel to us—that Achbar
lives, is a double marvel.

'T was a week to Polu, much like the earlier desert
march, except that the oases became narrower as we
entered the rougher foot-hill country, and the human
type became also rougher and more sturdy. Those
whom we met en route were shepherds driving
sheep, goats, and inferior yaks down to the Khotan
abattoir. The yak of moderate altitudes is doomed
to slaughter. His usefulness as a moving machine
is in the high places. In every village we were hos-
pitably received, plenteous food was purchasable;
often there were offerings of fruit, apparently with-
out thought of pay. No Chinese, either official or
private, were seen after leaving Khotan, but the
Amban's messenger announced our coming and gave
directions as to our privilege of travel. The general
kindly conduct of the people toward us seemed,
however, to be wholly unofficial.

In Polu we hurried our final preparations for ascent
to the plateau, spurred by fear of some complication
with the authorities, and by desire to cover as much
ground as possible before being forced to make for
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