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The heart of a continent : vol.1 |
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till nearly sunset for it to abate, but it only seemed to increase.
However, I started. Before long dark clouds gathered, it blew
harder, and finally began to rain heavily. It was now pitch
dark, and the guide was literally feeling the way with his hands ;
so we halted and camped, only having accomplished about
three miles. The caravan from Bautu did not attempt to
march.
In my diary I apparently have merely recorded the fact that
we halted and camped, but I remember well how hard it was
to camp that night. The darkness was so great that we could
not see a yard in front of us, a regular hurricane was blowing,
and heavy bursts of drenching rain kept falling at intervals.
The lantern could not be lighted, on account of the violence of
the wind, and we had to grope about amongst the camels, get
the loads off, feel for the tent, and then get that up as best
we could—which was no easy matter, for the wind blowing
against it nearly blew us off our legs, and it was all we could
do to prevent the whole thing from being carried away.
The following day we continued over the Galpin Gobi, and
it was most difficult to find our way, as the previous day's
storm had obliterated all tracks. The guide, however, found
the well in the most wonderful manner.
May 17.—We continued over the plain, which was covered
with scrub, but there were a few tufts of coarse grass. A good
many herds of camels were seen, and some ponies and sheep.
Quantities of partridges rose from the scrub—many so tame
that I used to chevy them running along the ground. They
were generally in couples.
At eight o'clock a terrific wind blew up and dark clouds
gathered, so that after trying to push on a bit we were obliged
to halt, as it threatened to rain very heavily. Putting up a
tent in a sandstorm is one of the most irritating things I know
of. No sooner do you hammer a peg in than it is pulled up
again by the force of the wind ; the sand gets driven into your
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