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Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1 |
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of Khotan with the system of the Indian Surveys, on which
the determination of its exact longitude depends, had long
been sought for in vain. Yet here a position within a few days'
march from Khotan, to which luck and, perhaps, a little topo-
graphical instinct had guided us, gave the desired opportunity.
It only remained to pray for a clear sky on the morrow.
The sunset on the grand chain of the south was a sight of
incomparable beauty. Long after the serrated crests of the
intervening ranges had sunk into blueish shadows, the icy
peaks beyond the glaciers which feed the western tributaries
of the Yurung-kash continued in brilliant sunlight. Then
one after the other shone in rosy tints until the glow became
a deeper and deeper red, to pass away into purple and dark-
ness. At last, only the grand dome of 'Muztagh,' with its
highest pinnacle shaped like a Phrygian cap, and our newly
discovered Kuen-luen Peak No. I reflected the light of the sun
that had long before set for us.
The changes of colour in the tints of yellowish haze over
the plains were delightful to watch. But the increasing cold
and the wind that sprung up from the east soon drove me
down to the tent. There a cup of tea boiled from the water I
had brought up in my water-bottle was for hours the only
refreshment my establishment could offer. There was no
trace of Islam Beg and his water supply. But I cheerfully
put up with the prospect of not eating my dinner until next
morning, in view of the result which to-day's work promised.
The glorious sight of the full moon rising below us soon drew
me outside the tent. Her light was as clear at our altitude as
I had ever seen it in India, and showed up every crag and
recess in the withered conglomerate ridges eastwards. She
looked as if rising from the sea when first emerging from the
haze of dust that hid the plains, and her light shimmered on
its surface. But when she climbed high up in the sky it was
no longer a meek reflection that lit up the plain below. It
seemed as if I were looking at the lights of a vast city lying
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