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0244 Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1
Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1 / Page 244 (Color Image)

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On the 8th of October an easy march of fourteen miles over
a gravel-covered Dasht with scanty patches of scrub brought
me to Zanguya. The bed of the stream, which is crossed imme-
diately before entering the fields of Zanguya, was entirely dry,
the water being at this season used up for irrigation. Zan-
guya is a fairly large oasis, counting over five hundred houses
in its several hamlets. I crossed through a long covered Bazar
and found beyond it, near the eastern end of the village, a
pleasant camping-ground in a field of lucerne. In the evening
I visited an old village site, called Kul-Langar, some two miles
to the north-west on the edge of the desert. Besides old
pottery and the like I here found the remains of two large
tanks still clearly traceable.

On the 9th I marched to Pialma, some 19 miles from
Zanguya. The first couple of miles of the road lies through
irrigated land ; but as the water supply is scant, cultivation
shifts every year in turn to one of the four great plots into
which the land on this side of the oasis is divided. Were it
possible to secure more water by storage or otherwise, no
doubt most of the barren Dasht which lies towards Pialma
could be brought under cultivation. Light dunes of sand
appeared again about the middle of the march, and continued
up to the strip of raised ground appropriately known as
Bel-kum ("the top sand"). Some miles beyond I sighted the
ruined mound of Karakir, which proved to be an ancient
Stupa, much decayed but still holding its own among the high
dunes of the surrounding drift. The base of the structure
when intact must have been about 65 feet square. The size
of the bricks agreed closely with that observed in the Stupa of
Mauri Tim.

At Pialma, which is quite a small place, counting only
about a hundred houses, I reached the last oasis of the
Karghalik district eastwards. My camp was pitched in a
little fruit garden, the trees of which were still laden with
excellent peaches. For my servants the house of the owner