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0307 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 XII

THE UNEXPLORED SALT DESERT OF LOP

SIX hundred years ago, Marco Polo found one of the worst
parts of his great journey from Italy to China in the desert
of Lop east of Charklik. For thirty days, so he tells us, he
traveled northeastward, over sandy plains and sterile moun-
tains, through a desert inhabited only by evil spirits, which
were said to lure travelers to destruction with extraordinary
illusions. If, during the day, the Venetian says, any one
should remain behind till the caravan had passed out of
sight over a sand-hill, he would unexpectedly hear himself
called by name in a familiar voice. Thinking the call to
come from friends, he would follow it away from the road,
and soon be left to perish of thirst. In the night, which,
especially in warm weather, is the best time for journeying,
travelers might hear the march of a huge cavalcade close at
hand. Believing it to be their own party, they would follow
it, only, at daybreak, to find themselves lost in the desert.
Sometimes the spirits were said to assume the appearance
of a body of armed men, who filled the air with the sound of
musical instruments, drums, and the clash of arms, frighten-
ing the timid travelers so that they fled helter-skelter into
the desert, to lose themselves and die of hunger and thirst.
The Chinese, also, tell wonderful tales of the desert of
Lop. They speak especially of a part consisting of boundless
muck, which swallows up man and beast. And the Lopliks,
or people of Lop, who live at the western end, tell sterner