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0144 The heart of a continent : vol.1
The heart of a continent : vol.1 / Page 144 (Color Image)

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The guide says they keep away from the caravan tracks and
stay up in the mountains. The Mongols follow them and
catch their young, which they use for riding only, as they will
not carry a pack. The guide says they will travel eight
hundred li in a day—probably an exaggeration. Their legs
are thin, and the hair smooth. At three years old they are
said to be of the size of a horse; at five years, the size of a
small tame camel.

The guide also says that there are wild horses and mules
about here and westward. On to-day's march I saw some
of what the guide calls wild mules, through my telescope.
They are the kyang of Ladakh and Tibet, and are in size
about thirteen or fourteen hands, and in colour a light
bay, being brightest under the belly. The head and tail
were like a mule's, the neck thick and arched. They trotted
fast, with a free, easy motion. The guide says the horses
go about in troops of two or three hundred.

We started at 3.45, and passed over a gravel plain in a
west-by-south direction. This plain is bounded on the south
by a range at a distance of about eight miles. The range
runs in a general easterly by westerly direction, and is about
six hundred feet high on the average.

We camped at twelve amongst some low hills, with water
three miles to westward. The camels are very poor; one of
the new ones has gone lame, and another can hardly move
along with a very light load.

June 14.—A fine, bright day. The sun was very hot,
but a cool breeze blew from the east.

We started at 4.20, still passing over the plain, and at ten
entered some low hills. I had a long conversation with my
boy in Chinese, helped out occasionally by English. His
brother is an importer of racing ponies to Shanghai, and he
says they all come from Jehol-Lamamiau. They are driven
down to Tientsin and shipped in foreign steamers at fifteen