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Title: Across coveted lands : or, A journey from Flushing (Holland) to Calcutta, overland
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Landor, Arnold Henry Savage, 1865-1924
Subjects: Asia, Central -- Description and travel Iran -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : C. Scribner's sons
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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cts—-Natures freaks—Children—Elongating influence of the desert—Violentw^omen—Beasts of burden—Photography under difficulty—Admirable teeth of the natives—Mens weak chests—Clothing—A farewell demonstration—Fired at. I CLIMBED up to the village, accompanied by oneof my camel men, but our friend the giant hadpreceded us and given the warning that 2,ferenghihad arrived, and we were met on the road by anumber of boys and men who were running downthe hill to see the new arrival. The people werenot particularly respectful, and freely passed re-marks, not always complimentary—in fact, mostoffensive; but as I was bent on seeing all thatthere was to be seen, I paid no heed and continuedto go up. The camel man, who was getting quite alarmed—especially when a stone or two were flung atus—begged me to return to camp, but I wouldnot, and as I had my rifle with me I thought Icould hold my own, and certainly did not wish thenatives to think that an Englishman feared them.
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CH. VIII A WARM RECEPTION 6i It appears that a European had visited thisspot some time previously, and they had somegrievance against him, but although it seemedrather hard that I should come in for the punish-ment which should have been meted to my pre-decessor, I well knew that the only way out ofthe scrape was to face the music. To run awaywould have been fatal. So we entered the village by a narrow path,while men, women and children collected on thehouse-tops and in the doorways and gesticulatedand spouted away as fine a collection of insults asone may expect to listen to in ones life. TheNaiband people may certainly be congratulatedon the possession of a most extensive and com-plete vocabulary of swear words. Pretending unconcern, but keeping a watchfuleye on what was taking place all round, I stoppedhere and there to examine the small water-skinshanging in couples or more outside each door-way, and halted in the small square of the villageto admire the wretched buildings all rou

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