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0249 The heart of a continent : vol.1
The heart of a continent : vol.1 / Page 249 (Color Image)

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doi: 10.20676/00000247
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ome native biscuits, tea and a lay-
of brandy. The ascent to the pa-
we were now not far from nineteen t-
and at that height, walking uphill b-
lly becomes exhausted. We coul-
any steps at a time, and we woul-
icks and pant as if we had bee-
e tantalized, too, by the apparen-
ything here was on a gigantic sc-
not more than an hour's ride fro-
six hours' climb. It was only at
he top of the pass, and what we sa-
d in the letter quoted above. The
our spectacles, and those first few
hat Mustagh Pass were full of amaze-
ould but get over, the crowning succ-
d be gained. But the thing seem-
bility. I had had no experience o-
had no ice-axes or other moun-
e. I had not even any proper boo-
re were some native boots of oil s-
without heels—mere leather stock-
sort of grip upon an icy surface.
be able to get down the icy slope
saw before me I could not thin-
o me alone, the probability of m-
the pass at all.
ooked our party was holding on t-
as I looked over the pass, and saw
had to say about it. They natur-
mind, imagining that an Englishm-
enterprise he had once started o-
ose that, as I gave no order to go
So they set about their preparat-