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Identifier: transhimalayadis02hedi (find matches)
Title: Trans-Himalaya; discoveries and adventures in Tibet
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Hedin, Sven Anders, 1865-1952
Subjects: Tibet (China) -- Description and travel
Publisher: London : Macmillan and co., ltd.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ame to an expansion of the valley wherethere were stretches of ground swept bare by the blast.On the right appeared a slope where Abdul Karim thoughthe saw blades of grass sticking up out of the snow, and heasked permission to camp. It was difficult to set up thetents that evening. At dusk the two sick men came up,their faces blue and swollen. A miserable camp ! The storm increased to a hurri-cane, and nothing could be heard but its howling. WhenI looked out of my tent I could see nothing that was notwhite, and there was no difference between the ground,the mountains, and the sky—all being alike white. Noteven the mens tent could be distinguished in the drivingsnow. The fine particles penetrated into the tent andcovered everything with a white powder. It was impos-sible to look for fuel, and at three oclock the temperaturein the tent was 1.^^. I could see nothing living outside,and I might have been quite alone in this wilderness. My trusty Gulam comes, however, at length with fire,
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IN THE SNOW 269 for Lobsang and Sedik have found some brushwoodGulam says that Sonam Kunchuk is ready to lay himselfdown on the snow and die, but I advise him to take agood dose of quinine instead. Late at night the tones ofthe hymn to Allah reach my ears, sounding softer andsadder than usual amid the raging of the storm. We aremoving towards a dark destiny, I have attempted too much,and any moment the catastrophe may come. We aresnowed up here, the animals must die of starvation and Imyself—well, it is but a question of time. A little below the camp the valley made a turn to theright. Thither the animals had gone at night, but cameback as there was no grazing. A grey mule had stayedbehind to die. It lay in a curious position, as though ithad died in the act of getting up—on its knees with its nosepressed against the ground, and was frozen hard in thisposition. Yet the temperature fell only to - 16.4. The storm continued with undiminished violence onJanuary 31. We loaded the ninet

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