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Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1 |
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The sand-dunes seemed to grow in height as we slowly
approached the previously mentioned ridge to the south-west.
But at last the patches of hard loess became larger and larger
as the level rose and the ascent became perceptible. The
ridge which had looked so high from a distance through the
haze proved only about 300 feet above the sandy plain. Its
pebble-strewn slopes bore a curiously scarred and withered
look, testifying to the force of long-continued erosion by wind
and sand. No stone or distinct formation of conglomerate
appeared on the slope, swept clean as if with a brush.
On the top of the ridge a number of high staffs serve as a
directing mark for the pilgrims. So the place bears appro-
priately the name of Ulugh-Nishan ("the High Standard").
Arslan Padshah is believed to have addressed from there his
last prayer to the holy Beg, his adviser, who lies buried at
Hazrat-Begim ("My Beg of holiness"). The latter shrine
was visible to the south-west, and as the slope is far steeper
on that side and quite clear of drift-sand, we soon reached it.
Hazrat-Begim has little to detain the traveller, for around
the modest mud-built quadrangle enclosing the saint's tomb
there are only a few wretched huts of Mujawirs and a sandy
plain strewn with bones and refuse. The camels were, how-
ever, tired by the ten miles' march through the deep sand,
and Kizil, the next inhabited place, was too far to be reached
that day. So my tent was pitched on what I suppose to have
been an old burial-ground near the shrine. The water from
the well close by tasted extremely brackish, and neither
filtering nor the lavish use of "Sparklets" could make it
palatable.
On the morning of the 15th of September I resumed my
march across the plain, which gradually turned into a scrub-
covered Dasht of hard loess. At Saduk-Langar, some four
miles off, I hailed with pleasure a little green oasis, created
by a small watercourse. It is a Waqf or endowment for the
benefit of pilgrims; so we could with a good conscience allow
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