Russia -- History -- Revolution, 1905-1907; Russia -- Politics and government -- 1894-1917; Russia -- Social conditions -- 1801-1917
and, hanging over the delicate willow-trees, silvery in the half-light
and faintly rustling, a large and misty moon—a moon made of ghostly
fire. The days pass in pleasant monotony; visitors come from other
divisions; but we go to bed about nine in the evening and get up very
early. It is a delicious life. We often visit the Chinese professor in
his peripatetic school. One of the students asked me whether in my
country “you write and a big captain comes to look-see, and if all was
not well, beats you.” I said that practically this was the procedure of
our competitive examinations.
_September 27th._
Autumn has come and it is too cold now for the men to be encamped here
out of doors, so we have moved into quarters in the town.
_October 1st._
I left for Gunchuling, _en route_ for Kharbin, with Hliebnikoff and
another, and bade goodbye to the friends who had so hospitably
entertained me. (Two of them I was never to see again, for they died
shortly after I left, one of typhoid and one of dysentery.) We arrived
at Oushitai at five in the evening. The country is said to be infested
by Hung-Hutzes, and some men were wounded by them yesterday in the
environs of this place. At Jen-tzen-tung I met a merchant, whom I had
known at Liaoyang, who had been caught by the Hung-Hutzes, but—
“As no one present seemed to know
His use or name, they let him go.”
Jen-tzen-tung was on the extreme right flank of the Russian army. The
army therefore extended eighty miles from the extreme right flank to the
centre, and again another eighty miles from the centre to the extreme
left flank. Oushitai was connected with Gunchuling by a kind of
tram-railway drawn by horses.
_October 6th._
In this tram we travelled to Gunchuling, and thence I proceeded to
Kharbin by train.
CHAPTER III
THE STRIKE AND THE MANIFESTO OF OCTOBER (30TH) 17TH
MOSCOW, _November 3rd_.
My return journey from Kharbin to Moscow was entirely uneventful until
we arrived at Samara. At Irkutsk I had got a place in the Trans-Siberian
express, which was crowded with all sorts and conditions of men:
officers, merchants, three Germans, three Americans who had returned
from working a mine in Siberia, a Polish student, and some ladies.
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