Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1905-07-28
CHAPTER XII.

owing to the making Of the Transca pSian
to unite Samarkand and Tashkend. We
left Tashkend ut precisely IL O'Clock in
the morning.
As soon as we are on the move / be-
gin to think Of Kinko. His little love
romance has touched me to the heart
this sweetheart who sent himself Off
this other sweetheart who is going to
pay the expenses. / am sure Major Mol
titz would be interested in these two
turtle doves, one of which is in a cage
he would not be too hard on this de-
frauder Of the company. he would be in
capable of betraying him. Consequently
have a great desire to tell him Of my
expedition into the baggage van, But
the secret Is not mine. / must do moth
Ing that might get Kinko into trouble.
And so l am silent, and tonight / will
If possible, take few provisions to my
packing case-tO my snail in his shell,
let us srX, And Il not the young Rou-
manian like a snail in his shell, for it is
as much AZ he can do to get out Of It'll
We reach Khodjend about three in the
afternoon. The country is fertile, green,
carefully cultivated. 1t is a succession
Of kitchen gardens, which seem to be
well kept, Immense fields sown with
clover, which yield four or Ave crops
year. The roads near the town are
bordered with long rows of mulberry
trees, which diversity the view with &C.
centric branches.
Beyond kokhan we shall run due east
and by Marghelan and Och pass through
the gorges of the Pamirs, so as to reach
the Turkesto-C Chinese frontier.
The train had only just started when
the travellers took their seats at the Ia
BILE, where l failed to notice any fresh
arrival.
Ephrinell Is in his usual place. With
out going as far as familiarity, it is
Obvious that a close intimacy, founded
on similarity in tastes and aptitudes,
exists between Miss Horatia Bluett and
the Yankee. There is no doubt, In our
opinion, but what it will end in a we'd
ding as soon as the train arrives. Both
win have their romance Of the rail.
Frankly, like that Of Kinko and Zinca
Klork much better 1t is true, the pref
ty ROumanian is not here.
The dinner lasted till rather late, and
terminated in an unexpected manner by
an offer from Caterna to recite mono
lcgue.
Our train more and more resembled a
small rolling town. 1t had even its
casino, this dining car in which we were
gathered at the moment. And it was
thus in the eastern part of Turkestan,
four hundred kilometers from the Pamir
plateau, at dessert, after our excellent
dinner served in saloon of the Grand
Transasiatic, that the "Obsession" was
given with remarkable talent by Mon
sieur Caterna, grand premier comique,
engaged at the Shanghai theater for the
approaching season.
Monsieur" said Pan Chao, ''my sin
cere compliments / have heard young
COquelin-"
"A master, monsieur; masterp' said
Caterna.
Whom you approach"
"RespectfullY-very respectfully
The bFavos laFished on Caterna had
no effect on Sir Francis Trevellyan, who
had been occupying himself with enoma-
topic explanations regarding the dinner,
which he considered execrable He was
not amused. And yet nobody took any
notice of this grumbling gentleman's re
ordinations
Baron Weissschnitzerdorfer had not
understood a single word of this little
masterpiece, and had he understood it,
be would not have been able to appreciate
this sample of Partisan mOnOlogO-mania.
AS to my lord Faruskiar and his in
separRble Ghangir, it seemed that, In
spite of their traditional reserve, the sur
prising grimaces, the significant gestures,
the cOmical intonations, had interested
them to certain extent
The actor had noticed 1t, and appre-
ciated this silent admiration. AS he rose
from the table he said to me:
"He Is magnificent, this signeur. |
What dignity What presence! What
a type of the furthest eastl l like his |
companion less-a third-rate fellow at
the outside"
During dinner the train had passed
KastakOs Station, situated in the center
of mountainous region. The road curv-
ed a good deal, and ran over viaducts
and through tunnels, as we could tell by
the noise.
We enter Kokhan Station at o'clock
in the evening. The stoppage is to last
two hours. We get out on to the plat
form. As we are leaving the car l am
near Major NOltitz, who asks young Pan
Chao;
''Have you ever heard of this man
DARN Yen Lou, whose body is being TAX
en- to Pekin?''
"Never, Major"
''But he ought to be a parsonage of
consideration, to be treated with the
honor he gets"
'That Is possible" said Pan Chao;
shut we have so many personages of CON
sideration In the Celestial Empire"
"And so this mandarin Yen Lou-?'
IT never heard him mentioned"
Why did Major Noltitz ask the China
man this question: What was he think
ing about2
CHAPTER XIII.
Kokhan, two hours to stop. It is
night. The majority of the travellers
have already takeR Up their aleeping |