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
"I made a sketch of our guide after he was arrayed in his underground
costume and ready to start. Fred sketched the inspector-general while
the latter was talking to the Doctor. The portrait isn't a bad one, but
I think he has exaggerated somewhat the rotund figure of the affable
official.
"From the office we went to the entrance of one of the shafts. It is in
a large building, which contains the hoisting apparatus, and is also
used as a storehouse. Sacks and barrels of salt were piled there
awaiting transportation to market, and in front of the building there
were half a dozen wagons receiving the loads which they were to take to
the railway-station. The hoisting apparatus is an enormous wheel turned
by horse-power; the horses walk around in a circle, as in the
old-fashioned cider-mill of the Northern States, or the primitive
cotton-gin of the South. Our guide said there were more than twenty of
these shafts, and there was also a stairway, cut in the solid earth and
salt, extending to the bottom of the mine. We had proposed to descend by
the stairway, but the commissioner strenuously advised against our doing
so. He said the way was dark and the steps were slippery, as they were
wet in many places from the water trickling through the earth. His
arguments appeared reasonable, and so we went by the shaft.
"The rope winds around a drum on the shaft supporting the wheel, and
then passes through a pulley directly over the place where we were to
descend. The rope is fully two inches in diameter, and was said to be
capable of bearing ten times the weight that can ever be placed upon it
in ordinary use. It is examined every morning, and at least once a week
it is tested with a load of at least four times that which it ordinarily
carries. When it shows any sign of wear it is renewed; and judging from
all we could see, the managers take every precaution against accidents.
"Smaller ropes attached to the main one have seats at the ends. There
are two clusters of these ropes, about twenty feet apart, the lower one
being intended for the guides and lamp-bearers, and the upper for
visitors and officials. Six of us were seated in the upper group. It
included our party of four and two subordinate officials, who
accompanied us on our journey and received fees on our return; but I
suppose they would scorn to be called guides.
"There is a heavy trap-door over the mouth of the shaft, and the rope
plays freely through it. The guides and lamp-bearers took their places
at the end of the rope; then the door was opened and they were lowered
down, and the door closed above them. This brought the upper cluster of
ropes in position for us to take our places, which we did under the
direction of the officials who accompanied us. When all was ready the
signal was given, the trap-door was opened once more, and we began our
downward journey into the earth.
[Illustration: THE SHAFT.]
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