Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1905-08-25

against Chinese covetousness, had not
yet submitted to Russian domination.
Many times numbers of Celestials had
been massacred in the revolts of the
Turkestan chiefs, and the garrison had
taken refuge in the fortress of Yanghi-
Hlssar.
Among these insufgent chiefs there
was one, a certain Ouali-khan-Toulla,
who for a time had become master of
Kachgaria. He was man of great
intelligence, but of uncommon ferocity.
And Faruskiar told us an anecdote Civ
ing us an idea of these pitiless Orien-
tails.
There was at Kachgar," he said,
ian armorer of repute, who, wishing to
secure the favors of Ouali-Khan-Toulla,
made costly sword. When he had fin
isned his work, he sent his son, boy
OF ten, to present the sword, hoping to
receive some recompense from the royal
hand. He received it. The Khan ad-
mired the sword, and asked if the blade
was of the first quality 'Yesp said the
boy. Then approach said the Khan,
and at one blow he smote off the head,
which he sent back to the father with
tho price of the blade he had thus proved
to IF excellent quality"
Inc day passed without incident. The
train kept on at its moderate speed of
forty kilometers an hour, an average
that would have been raised to eighty
had they listened to Baron Weissschnit-
zerdorfer. The truth is that the Chinese
driver had no notion of making up the
time lost between Tchertchen and Tchar-
kalyk
The country is changing as the railway
runs south of the fortieth degree, so as
to skirt the eastern base of the Nan
Chan mountains. The desert gradually
disappears, villages are not so few, the
density of the population increases. In
stead of sandy flats, we get verdant
plains, and even rice fields, for the neigh
boring mountains spread their abundant
streams over these high regions of the
Celestial Empire. We do not complain
of this change after the dreariness of the
Kara koum and the solitudes of Cobb.
Since we left the Caspian, deserts have
succeeded deserts, except when crossing
the Pamir. From here to Pekin pictur-
esque SITES mountain horizons, and deep
valleys will not be wanting along the
Grand Transasiatic.
that of folding screens and porcelain,
i'll the territory of the vast province of
kin-Sou. In three DAYS we shall be at
the end of our journey, and it is not l.
mere special correspondent, vowed to
perpetual movement, who will complain
OF its length. Good for Kinko, shut up
in his box, and for pretty Zinca Klork,
devoured by anxiety in her house in the
Avenue Cha-Coual
We halt two hours at Sou-Tcheou.
The first thing l do is to run to the tele-
graph office. The complaisant Pan Chao
offers to be my interpreter. The clerk
tells us that the posts are all up again,
and that messages can be sent through
to Europe. At once l favor the Twenti-
eth Century with the following telegram;
"Sou-Tcheou, 25th May, 2:25 p. m.
Train attacked, between Tchertchen
and Tcharkalyk, by the gang of the
celebrated Ki-Tsang; travellers repulsed
the attack, and saved the Chinese treas
ure; dead and wounded on both sides;
chief killed by tho heroic Mongol gram
dee, Faruskiar, general manager of the
company, whose name should be the OBJ
ject of universal admiration"
(To be continued)