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The heart of a continent : vol.1 |
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sparkling in the rays of the sun—and the mist had encrusted
everything, all the trunks of the trees and all the delicate
tracery of their outlines, with a coating like hoar frost. The
earth, the trees, and everything in the scene was glistening
white, and the whole air was sparkling in the sunlight. It lasted
but a short time, for as the sun rose the mist melted away,
but while it could be seen one seemed to be in a very fairyland.
We passed through many villages and thriving little towns,
and at length, after covering the last ninety miles in two
days, we arrived at Mukden and found ourselves among our
own countrymen again. We drove up to the Scottish mission
established here, the members of which had been particularly
kind to us on our previous visit to Mukden, and had pressed
us to stay with them on our return. Messrs. Ross and
Webster and Dr. Christie came running out of the house as
they saw us driving up in the cart, and it was only as we
were shown into a cosy drawing-room, where the ladies were
having tea, that we realized how rough we had grown on the
journey. We had each of us developed a beard, which, as
well as our hair, now, in the light of civilization, seemed
very unkempt. Our faces were burning red from the exposure,
and our clothes—especially our boots—were worn out and
torn with the rough wear they had undergone. We had had
many trials on the journey, but this facing a ladies' tea-party
in a drawing-room in our disreputable condition was the
hardest of them all. As soon as, by the light of comparison,
we had discovered our unpresentable state, we begged to be
allowed to go and do the best we could for ourselves. Mr.
Webster then produced every manner of luxury for us—clean
white shirts and, what to me was most acceptable of all, some
socks. For some time past my own had been worn to shreds,
and as my boots too, as well as a pair which Mr. James had
very kindly given me, were all in pieces, my feet had been
sadly galled and blistered.
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