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Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1 |
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observations. It was not long before my apprehensions were
verified. A strong wind, passing from the plains southward,
carried the haze further and further into the mountains; there
was no mistaking the dust of the desert that was threatening
to overtake our work. Luckily the identification of the peaks
to which previously angles had been measured by us, caused
no delay, and though it seemed like a race with the veil of
dust that was steadily rising, the round of theodolite observa-
tions could be carried through with all needful accuracy. The
peaks in the outer range of hills nearest to Khotan, by which
the longitude of the town itself might be determined thereafter,
were first in danger of being wiped from our horizon. But we
were still in time; and when the haze, two hours later, had
also obscured the view of the distant high ranges above the
Kara-kash Valley, all but three out of the twenty-six peaks
requiring triangulation had been safely observed. It was with
a feeling of relief that I saw this task completed; for I knew
how persistent an obstacle the foglike haze of this region can
prove to survey operations. Had I delayed but for a single
day—and, I confess, there had been strong temptation—
the chance of this triangulation might have been lost to
us completely. The triangulated height of the ridge was
10,820 feet.
An hour's scramble down the steep slopes brought me again
into the ravine, where the ponies were waiting. As there was
no water at the camp beyond that which had been brought up
from Langhru on donkeys, I had sent word to my people
earlier in the day to move back to the village. The ponies
which had been left behind for us seemed eager too to get at
water, and hurried down the valley at a good pace. But it
soon got dark and our progress slackened. In the end our
guide missed the track, and in order to make sure of nothing
worse happening, took to the boulder-strewn bed of the dry
stream. It was terribly bad ground for the ponies, and we
all felt thoroughly tired by the time when a big camp-fire
guided us late at night to camp in a field near Langhru.
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