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The heart of a continent : vol.1 |
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good time then." The Afghans spoke of the conduct of the
Chinese as very zabardast (oppressive), and said the Turks
were like sheep in submitting to it. One of the Afghans
had known Sir Douglas Forsyth, and had heard of his
death.
The Turk Kotwal came to see me, to report to the Chinese
who I was, and what I was doing. He was the most good-
natured old gentleman, and took down my answer as if it were
a most unnecessary business to satisfy Chinese curiosity. I
said I was returning to India, where I lived. Kuché town and
district has, probably, sixty thousand inhabitants. The Hajji
told me that numbers of people went up into the hills during
the hot weather. The Chinese town is some seven hundred
yards square, with a wall twenty-five feet high, with no
bastions, and no protection to the gateways, but a ditch
some twenty feet deep. The interior is filled with houses,
and has a few bad shops. The houses of the Turk city run
right up to the ditch. About eight hundred yards north of
the Chinese city are barracks for five hundred men; I estimate
the whole garrison at one thousand five hundred; they are
armed with old Enfield rifles, with the Tower mark. There
are remains of the walls of the old Turk city south-east of
the Chinese, but the greater number of houses and all the
shops are outside of this. The shops are small, like those in
India, and nothing of native manufacture is sold, excepting
sheepskins, which are very cheap. My boy bought two for his
parents, seven taels each; he says in Peking they would cost
twelve or fifteen taels. I also bought one. Silks and cotton
goods come from Andijan, Russia, and China.
August 2.—Started at 7.30 p.m., passing through the Chinese
city, and afterwards through a well-cultivated country for three
miles, when the desert began again. We now gradually
ascended towards a range of hills, up the bed of a stream.
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