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0336 The Pulse of Asia : vol.1
アジアの鼓動 : vol.1
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salt plains, old lakes, labyrinthine mesas, and dead cities
was over; ahead of us lay life and the land of fresh running
water, in place of death and the land of scattered salt springs
whose water we loathed. We wondered silently at the con-
trast between the landscapes on the two sides of the great
tamarisk barrier. To the east lay an infinitely varied monot-
ony of intricate mounds and hollows, some composed of
yellow or reddish sand, and others of clay, white, pink, and
pale green — faint, dull colors, broken only by the dark
spots of dead tamarisks and the gaunt skeletons of perished
poplars: to the west, a smooth, rich river plain, extending
as far as the eye could see, orange, yellow, or straw-color in
the reedy portions, dark purple where tamarisks prevailed,
and a delicate grayish brown among the splendid poplars.
"You said there were no people here," was the men's first
comment. "How can that be? There must be people in a
place with all this wood and water and good land." And
I too marveled that what looked so fair should be unin-
habited.
We found a sheep-trail the following morning, but it came
to an end after a mile or two. Most of the day we strug-
gled in a pathless wilderness, making the hardest march of
the whole journey. Occasionally we zigzagged pleasantly
among poplars and tamarisks; often we made vexatious
détours around the frozen shores of rush-filled ponds; but
most of the time we painfully forced a way through thickets
of reeds and tamarisks twelve feet high, and so dense that
at every step we had to force the stiff, dusty stems apart.
Toward evening, we succeeded in getting out of the jungle
into the comparatively open area of dead vegetation between