General Gatacre: The Story of the Life and Services of Sir William Forbes Gatacre, K.C.B., D.S.O., 1843-1906 — John Shaqi
General Gatacre: The Story of the Life and Services of Sir William Forbes Gatacre, K.C.B., D.S.O., 1843-1906Gatacre, Beatrix Wickens Davey, Lady
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General Gatacre: The Story of the Life and Services of Sir William Forbes Gatacre, K.C.B., D.S.O., 1843-1906
Gatacre, Beatrix Wickens Davey, Lady
Gatacre, William Forbes, Sir, 1843-1906; South African War, 1899-1902
It was not till May 23 that he got really started, and even then the
road was still deep in snow, or the melting snow was flooding over the
road in many places. Under date May 25 we read:
"Passed some dead men in the pass; they were men going to Yarkand
(eight men and a woman) several days ago, when they were overtaken with
snow and smothered, all their bedding, clothes, etc., lying about."
Next day, writing from Dras, he notices the great change that has come
over the country; and here he spent three days, partly because his
servant had fever, and partly because he finds so much to sketch that
he cannot tear himself away. The same motive kept him at Lama Guru, of
which he gives an excellent description. He reached Leh on June 9,
having accomplished the 250 miles from Reval in seventeen days, or
deducting four halts, thirteen days; which works out at an average of
over nineteen miles every marching day.
[Sidenote: At Hemis]
The following day he started off for Hemis, where there was a great
gathering for the visit of the Burra Lama: this involved a stony and
arduous march of twenty-four miles, but he was {21} up early next
morning and was very much interested in what was going on.
_June_ 11, 1867.
"Went all over the Monastery and gained a little information--not much,
as the monks keep no records, only from year to year. The place is
about 1,300 years old, well built of stone with a whitening on it, on
the side of a rock. There are several halls of worship (Gompas) hung
round with splendid silk flags and banners, all Chinese silk. There
are a few idols, but very small ones, magnificently woven pictures of
gods on silk being the chief things. About 10 o'clock the tamasha
began, monks dressed in the most magnificent silk garments and quaint
tall hats and masks dancing; the costumes were varied about every
quarter of an hour and every one equally grand as the former. They
each held in their hands a drum like a warming-pan and either a bell or
a rattle. They danced a sort of war-dance in a circle, occasionally
singing and drumming. Under the verandah of the Quadrangle were seated
about thirty monks dressed in red and yellow silk gowns, with
fan-shaped hats on their heads; some with drums, some with cymbals, and
some with long trumpets, silver and copper, formed the band; they
played from music and it went very well with the wild dance. One dance
was performed with bears, another was supposed to be a wild man's
dance: about ten monks--dressed in hideous masks, yellow embroidered
silk jackets, on the shoulders of which tigers' heads were embroidered,
and round whose waists were strings of bells, from which were suspended
strips of tiger skins--danced in a circle, beating drums and ringing
bells. The figure of a man {22} bound hand and foot was placed in the
centre. After they had danced round the figure some time, one of them
cut off his head with a sword. One of the side walls of the
Quadrangle, about 30 ft. high and 12 ft.
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