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
The Chinese also with whom Huc conversed would readily admit the
superiority of the past. They have a reverence for antiquity, and
whenever they could spare a thought from the stern realities of the
present, they would mourn their hard fate, and exalt the glories of
the past.
The sun had been very hot all day, but when we came to pitch our
tent at night we were shivering with cold, and could with difficulty
hold the hammer to drive the pins into the ground. It is always
chilly at night in Mongolia, even in the hot weather, but we were
not prepared for such a degree of cold on the 26th August, in
latitude 41°. All our blankets were brought into requisition, and we
passed a comfortable night. Next morning the thermometer, which was
under a blanket, showed 35° Fahrenheit.
The morning of the 27th of August was as bright and cheery as the
most lively fancy could paint. The air resounded with the notes of
hosts of skylarks, which one does not often hear in these far-off
regions. The sun warmed up fast, and in a few hours dried up the
heavy dew that lay on the grass in the early morning. The pasture
was exceedingly rich, and sprinkled with "gowans" and other wild
flowers, which imparted a delicious fragrance to the fresh morning
air. Many herds of cattle and horses were scattered over the
plain, the Mongol herdsmen incessantly galloping round their flocks
to keep them together, their shouts audible from great distances
in the still air, and the perpetual movement of vast numbers of
parti-coloured beasts gave an animation to the scene which was quite
exhilarating to the spirits. A small brook trickled tortuously
through the plain, where we managed to kill a few snipe, greatly
to the delight of the straggling Mongols, who rode up to us from
various quarters. The only building in sight was a temple which we
had passed in the night, and which was the last brick-and-mortar
structure we were to see for many days. We were now fairly among
the dwellers in tents, and began to realise what it was to be cut
off from civilised life; for, whatever may be the various opinions
of Chinese civilisation in its higher developments, you can at all
events obtain in China every necessary and many luxuries for money.
In the "Land of Grass" we had to depend on our own resources, but
with the comfortable assurance that these were amply sufficient for
us. Our introduction to nomad life was under happy auspices, and we
were at the outset favourably impressed with the Mongols and their
country, an impression which never entirely wore out, even under
very adverse circumstances. I never till that morning experienced
the consciousness of absolute _freedom_. Many Mongol visitors rode
up to our encampment, bringing plentiful supplies of new milk,
cheese, and other preparations from milk very like Devonshire cream.
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