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0059 Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1
Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1 / Page 59 (Color Image)

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which I shall ever associate the happiest recollections of my
Kashmir researches. But still more cheering, perhaps, was
the thought of the new field of exploration that awaited me
northward, far beyond the ranges I had viewed from my
'Marg.' Undisturbed by intrusion of any kind, these three
short weeks afforded leisure for concentrated work which, after
the preceding "rush," seemed almost as enjoyable as if it had
been a period of rest.

On the 23rd of May I completed the last of the tasks for the
sake of which I had retired to my peaceful camping-ground.
The date fixed for my start was drawing near, and with it
came the necessity for returning to bustling Srinagar for the
last preparations. Thanks to the convenient water-way pro-
vided by the Anchar Lake and the ancient Mar Canal, a
single night passed in boats sufficed to bring me into the
Kashmir capital. I found the grounds usually occupied by
European visitors more crowded than I had ever seen them.
Lines of house-boats along the river-banks and endless rows
of tents in all the 'Baghs' seemed to leave no room for a
new arrival. Fortunately, in years gone by I had had ample
occasion to study the topography of Srinagar, in its modern as
well as its ancient aspects, and thus I discovered at last a
spot for my camp, on the narrow strip of ground which lines
the west foot of the Takht-i-Sulaiman hill towards the Dal
Lake. Hidden behind willow plantations and "floating
gardens" peculiar to the lake, the little Bagh of Buchvor
offered the needed quiet to complete my arrangements.

Busy indeed were the days I passed there. All details of
the camp outfit had to be revised; the freshly arrived stores
to be sorted and packed into loads for pony transport; survey-
ing and other instruments to be tested and protected against
damage; and amid these preparations there were accounts
to be settled and farewell visits to be received. Numerous
were the questions of my Pandit friends which I had to answer
as to the place and object of my journey. More conversant