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Title: In the forbidden land, an account of a journey into Tibet
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Landor, Arnold Henry Savage. (from old catalog)
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Publisher: New York and London, Harper & brothers
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ter.Though I swam my hardest with my legs, we continuallycame to the surface and then sank again, owing to thedead weight of my helpless mates. But at last, after 2desperate struggle, the current washed us on to the oppo-site side, where we found our feet, and were soon able toscramble out of the treacherous river. We were sometwo hundred yards down stream from the spot at whichwe had entered the river, and such was the quantity ofmuddy water we had swallowed that we all three becamesick. This left us much exhausted, and, as the stormshowed no signs of abating, we encamped (16,320 feet)there and then on the left bank of the stream. Thouo^hwe sadly needed some warm food, there was, of course, 45 IN THE FORBIDDEN LAND no possibility of lighting a fire. A piece of chocolatewas all I had that night, and my men preferred to eatnothing rather than break their caste by eating my food.We were asleep under our little tent, the hour beingabout eleven, when there was a noise outside as of voices
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A TIBETAN DOG and people stumbling against stones. I was out in a mo-ment with my rifle, and shouted the usual Palado / (Goaway!), in answer to which, though I could see nothingowing to the darkness, I heard several stones flung fromshngs whizzing past me. One of these hit the tent, anda dog barked furiously. I fired a shot in the air, whichhad the good effect of producing a hasty retreat of our 46 A FOUR-FOOTED FRIEND enemies, whoever they were. The dog, however, wouldnot go. He remained outside barking all night, and itw^as only in the morning, when I gave him some food andcaressed him in Tibetan fashion, with the usual words ofendearment, Ckoc/m, Ckocku that our four-footed foe

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