The Siberian Overland Route from Peking to Petersburg,: Through the Deserts and Steppes of Mongolia, Tartary, &c.Michie, Alexander
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The Siberian Overland Route from Peking to Petersburg,: Through the Deserts and Steppes of Mongolia, Tartary, &c.
Michie, Alexander
China -- Description and travel; Siberia (Russia) -- Description and travel
At noon a white column of wood-smoke on the horizon announced the
approach of the steamer, and in a couple of hours she came-to off
the port, dropped a barge which she had towed across, and proceeded
to Pasoilské to embark mails and passengers. Her return was expected
at 4 o'clock, but she did not appear till 6. It was then getting
dark, and to our surprise it was unanimously pronounced too stormy
for us to embark that night. It was even hinted that the steamer
might run across to the other side of the lake where there was good
shelter, and return next day to take us across. It was vain for us
to remonstrate against this folly, though the wind was so light that
we really could hardly tell which way it was blowing--with a chorus
of bawling Russians all speaking at once. We had but to wait, and
it was some consolation to us to hear the steamer's cable rattling
through the hawse-pipe. She had dropped anchor in the offing, and,
unless the "gale" increased, would remain there till morning.
The rates of passage by steamer across the lake are eight roubles
first class, and five roubles deck passage, say twenty-four and
fifteen shillings respectively. Distance about seventy miles. No
table is kept on board. The freight on our tarantass was twenty
roubles. Freight on general cargo is thirty kopeks per pood,
equal to sixty shillings per ton. There seems to be no fixed rule
as to passengers' baggage, but the agent is always open to an
"arrangement." We were to pay the regular freight on ours, and the
agent, to save himself the trouble of weighing it, asked us how much
we had. I forget what the quantity was, but say it was ten poods.
"Oh, then we will call it fifteen," said the agent. Our indignation
was of course roused at this. We appealed to the Russian officer
before mentioned, who laid it on so smartly to the agent for first
asking us for the weight, and then assuming that we were necessarily
trying to cheat him, that the wretch got frightened, and took our
baggage free. This afforded the officer an opportunity, which the
higher classes in Russia never let slip, of commenting on the low
state of Russian morality, that is, of the merchant and moujik
class, as distinguished from _nous autres_.
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