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The heart of a continent : vol.1 |
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Turk showed us into a most comfortable room, made of mud
only, but looking clean for all that. A kind of dado of chintz
had been arranged round the walls, which brightened up the
place. On the kang, piles of felts and bedding were rolled up.
There were two fireplaces in the room, but no chimney, the
smoke going out through a hole in the roof. All sorts of
household utensils were hung round the walls, and some mutton
and herbs were hanging from a rafter. Everything was clean
and neatly arranged, and there was no smell. It was a far
superior room to those which are inhabited by the same class
of men in an Indian village. My host bustled about to get
some bedding ready for me, and brought me some tea, after
which I turned in sharp, as I was very tired.
*July 26.*—Early this morning the cart was got out of
the rut. I gave twenty-five cents to each of the five men
who had helped us, and presented my host with some tea,
sugar, candles, and matches. He was delighted, and salaamed
profusely; the old lady of the house bowed very gracefully to
me, too, as the things were brought into the house. They
insisted upon my having some tea, and the lady produced a
tray with some tea, bread, and flowers. The Turk then told
me that another Englishman had also put up at this house a
short time ago. After leaving the house the road was good,
leading over a sandy plain covered with little bushes. At three
miles we passed a small village with the ruins of a barrack.
Halted at forty li from the Turk's house, at Sho-shok, which
only consists of a Turki house and an inn, kept up by govern-
ment, with no one to look after it, and it was almost in ruins.
We dried our things here; my clothes-bag was full of water.
At sunset the mosquitoes came in swarms; and though we
lighted four fires to smoke them off, it had no effect. We were
to start at 1 a.m., and I lay down between the fires, but
could not get a wink of sleep—rather hard luck after having
been up till one the night before.
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