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0208 The Pulse of Asia : vol.1
アジアの鼓動 : vol.1
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doi: 10.20676/00000233
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CHAPTER VII

AMONG THE CHANTOS AT THE BASE OF THE
MOUNTAINS

Forty miles northeast of Pujiya lies the large and fer-
tile oasis of Khotan, with a population of perhaps a hundred
and fifty thousand people. On the night before my arrival,
an official interpreter in a dark blue jacket and skirt came
out to the cool native house where I was quartered, and
asked me to set out late the next morning. There was much
excitement as we got ready to start; my men put on their
best clothes; and three or four local officials clad in silk and
mounted on horses which put ours to shame accompanied
us. Five miles from the bazaar at the centre of Khotan a
crowd of fifteen horsemen appeared, and when we came
up dismounted, as did the six or eight men with me. I was
about to do likewise, when Rasul called out in English:—
"No, no! You staying on horse. You big man to-day.
These all little men. Every time to-day you must staying
on horse."
The men were merchants from India, who regard a white
man from that country as a friend and protector. We shook
hands all around, and cantered on, a company of twenty-
five. Two miles from the bazaar, an official in a mushroom
hat with a big red plume met us, and asked us to stop a
minute under the trees. There was the sound of great confu-
sion around a bend in the road just ahead. When a signal
was given, we moved forward, and found beyond the bend