The Boy Travellers in The Russian Empire: Adventures of Two Youths in a Journey in European and Asiatic Russia, with Accounts of a Tour across Siberia, Voyages on the Amoor, Volga, and Other Rivers, a Visit to Central Asia, Travels among the Exiles, and a Historical Sketch of the Empire from Its Foundation to the Present Time — John Shaqi
The Boy Travellers in The Russian Empire: Adventures of Two Youths in a Journey in European and Asiatic Russia, with Accounts of a Tour across Siberia, Voyages on the Amoor, Volga, and Other Rivers, a Visit to Central Asia, Travels among the Exiles, and a Historical Sketch of the Empire from Its Foundation to the Present TimeKnox, Thomas Wallace
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The Boy Travellers in The Russian Empire: Adventures of Two Youths in a Journey in European and Asiatic Russia, with Accounts of a Tour across Siberia, Voyages on the Amoor, Volga, and Other Rivers, a Visit to Central Asia, Travels among the Exiles, and a Historical Sketch of the Empire from Its Foundation to the Present Time
Knox, Thomas Wallace
Adventure stories; Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Exiles -- Juvenile fiction; Friendship -- Juvenile fiction; Natural history -- Juvenile fiction; Rivers -- Juvenile fiction; Russia -- History -- Juvenile fiction; Voyages and travels -- Juvenile
There is a line of railway to the salt-mines, but our friends preferred
to go in a carriage, as it would afford a better view of the country,
and enable them to arrange the time to suit themselves. The distance is
about nine miles, and the road is well kept, so that they reached the
mines in little more than an hour from the time of leaving the hotel.
The road is through an undulating country, which is prettily dotted with
farms, together with the summer residences of some of the wealthier
inhabitants of Cracow.
[Illustration: OUR GUIDE IN COSTUME.]
On reaching the mines they went immediately to the offices, where it was
necessary to obtain permission to descend into the earth. These offices
are in an old castle formerly belonging to one of the native princes,
but long ago turned into its present practical uses. Our friends were
accompanied by a commissioner from the hotel where they were lodged in
Cracow; he was a dignified individual, who claimed descent from one of
the noble families of Poland, and the solemnity of his visage was
increased by a huge pair of spectacles that spanned his nose. Frank
remarked that spectacles were in fashion at Wieliczka, as at least half
the officials connected with the management of the salt-mines were
ornamented with these aids to vision.
[Illustration: THE INSPECTOR-GENERAL.]
A spectacled clerk entered the names of the visitors in a register kept
for the purpose, and issued the tickets permitting them to enter the
mines. Armed with their tickets, they were conducted to a building close
to the entrance of one of the mines, and ushered into the presence of
the inspector-general of the works. He was also a wearer of spectacles,
and the rotundity of his figure indicated that the air and food of the
place had not injured him.
"The inspector-general received us politely--in fact everybody about the
place was polite enough for the most fastidious taste," said Frank in
his note-book--"and after a short conversation he called our attention
to the robes which had been worn by imperial and royal visitors to the
mines. The robes are richly embroidered, and every one bears a label
telling when and by whom it was worn. The inspector-general treated the
garments with almost as much reverence as he would have shown to the
personages named on the labels. We realized that it was proper to regard
them with respect, if we wished to have the good-will of this important
official, and therefore we appeared to be dumb with amazement as he went
through the list. When the examination was ended we were provided with
garments for the descent. Evidently we were not regarded with the same
awe as were the kings and emperors that had preceded us, as our robes
were of a very common sort. They were like dressing-gowns, and reached
nearly to our heels, and our heads were covered with small woollen caps.
I do not believe they were labelled with our names and kept in glass
cases after our departure.
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