The face of Manchuria, Korea, & Russian TurkestanKemp, E. G. (Emily Georgiana)
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The face of Manchuria, Korea, & Russian Turkestan
Kemp, E. G. (Emily Georgiana)
Asia, Central -- Description and travel; Korea -- Description and travel; Manchuria (China) -- Description and travel
sun began to shine fitfully, and the snow to melt from sunny spots, so we
hastened back to sketch.
Scarcely were we settled when the gorge began to resound with periodic
whistle calls, and then we saw men in a kind of blue uniform, and each
with a scarlet blanket slung across one shoulder, beginning to ascend
the temple steps. They continued to arrive till the whole place was
swarming with them, and finally we saw our little platform invaded. It
seemed time to interfere, so my friend went back and told our servant
we could not possibly have them established in our outer room, which
was already full of their things, and strewn with orange peel; for the
time being remonstrance was effectual, but after a short evacuation they
returned and took fresh possession. I then went to the charge and told
Jim to send them away. He went instead to fetch an official in European
tourist’s dress, with field-glasses slung over his shoulder, and to my
surprise he spoke excellent English. He explained that this was a party
of one hundred students from a commercial college at New Chwang who had
come for an excursion, and were going to spend three days here. I pointed
out that these rooms had been engaged for us before we came, and that
it was impossible for us to have people filling the outer one, our only
means of exit. He asked if we should object to having a party of little
boys in it, and we said we certainly did object, and that for this night
they must sleep elsewhere. He promised to arrange it so, and all their
things were taken away, leaving us in peace and content. Alas! it was
only for an hour; then he returned to say that they had sent to try and
find accommodation in another monastery but in vain; that the carts had
arrived bringing the little boys who were _very_ tired, and he begged
they might have our outer room, promising they should be quite quiet. We
were compelled to give in, though sorely against our will, as the next
day we were starting on a long journey to Kharbin, not to mention the
fatiguing six hours’ cart journey. I must admit that the boys behaved
perfectly: they came in like mice, and were sound asleep before we knew
they had arrived: only gentle snores proclaimed their presence. In the
morning they were up and out by 5.30 in perfect silence. As we started at
6 o’clock we could only admire the excellent discipline and good manners
which they displayed, and almost regret that we had not seen more of them.
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