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0225 Among the Celestials : vol.1
天の間で : vol.1
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doi: 10.20676/00000297
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He struck me as a born soldier : strong-willed,
capable, and made to command. He and
many of the traders of the place—Afghans,
Peshawuris, Badakhshis, and others—were with
me nearly the whole day long during my few
days' stay in Kashgar. Tea and fruit were
always ready, and they used to sit round and
talk. The Afghan's conversation was mostly
of fighting, and of rifles and revolvers. Every
kind of firearm he seemed to know, and to have
his own opinion about it as to its efficiency.
The Russian Berdan rifle he preferred to our
Martini, and he thought the Americans made
better revolvers than we did. At the time the
Chinese re-took Kashgar he was in the town,
and said there was practically no fighting.
Yakub Beg had died, or been poisoned,
away westward some weeks before, and he
being dead, there was no one to lead the
defence, and the people of the country were
absolutely apathetic. What soldiers there were,
when they heard the Chinese were close to the
town, hastily threw aside their uniforms or
disguises as soldiers, and, assuming the dress of
cultivators, walked about the fields in a lamb-
like and innocent manner. The Chinese en-