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Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1 |
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accompanied by their men and children, but in either case
almost invariably mounted. The large fur caps with peaks of
velvet which the women wear looked more comfortable on
this chilly morning than when I had first seen them in the
heat of early August.
There was little else to occupy my attention after this
stream of market visitors ceased with the advance of the
morning. The broad and fairly straight road, lined with
poplars and mulberries, runs through flat, fertile country. In
the fields of maize the harvest was proceeding; for the rice,
apparently, the return of warmer days was expected. About
five miles from the city I passed the large Bazar of Manglik,
a long row of clean mud huts with booths opening on the
road, but almost completely deserted, as it was not the local
market day. Such Bazars are met at varying distances all
along the route to Karghalik, a sure indication of the thick
population of the fertile belt of land through which it passes.
After a ride of about eight miles we reached the bank of the
Zarafshan or Yarkand River. Fed by the streams which
drain the whole mountain region between Muztagh-Ata and
the Karakorum range, it must carry a mighty mass of water
in the height of the summer. Even now it flowed in three
arms which had to be crossed by boat. The clumsily built
ferry boats could not take the laden animals, so the loads had
to be unpacked and refitted again and again. Each of the
branches was about forty yards broad, and the depth well up
to a camel's girth. It took my caravan three hours to effect
the passage, and all through that time the traffic of laden
ponies and donkeys was sufficient to fill the two or three ferry
boats at each crossing as quick as they could be worked. On
the opposite bank of this river-bed, which has the total breadth
of a mile, we passed the large Bazar of Painap, and by five
o'clock I reached Posgam Bazar, the end of the day's march.
Inside the large inner quadrangle of the Sarai I found my
tent pitched. In the rooms of the spacious rest-house, which,
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