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[Illustration: PAGODA AND GARDENS OF THE EMPEROR'S SUMMER PALACE,
YUEN-MIN-YUEN.

Photo. by Beato.

(_Frontispiece._)]




  THE
  SIBERIAN OVERLAND ROUTE
  FROM PEKING TO PETERSBURG,

  THROUGH THE DESERTS AND STEPPES OF MONGOLIA,
  TARTARY, &c.

  BY ALEXANDER MICHIE.

  [Illustration: TOMB AT THE DEPOT, PEKING.]

  LONDON:
  JOHN MURRAY, ALBEMARLE STREET.
  1864.




PREFACE.


The following work has but moderate claims, I fear, to public
attention; and it would probably not have seen the light at all but
for the urgent request of friends, who think better of it than the
author does. It has no pretensions to any higher merit than that of
being a plain narrative of the journey, and an impartial record of
my own impressions of the people among whom I travelled.

Although some portions of the route have been eloquently described
by Huc and others, I am not aware that any continuous account of the
whole journey between the capitals of China and Russia has appeared
in the English language for nearly a century and a half. Important
changes have occurred in that period; and, if I may judge of
others by myself, I suspect that many erroneous notions are afloat
respecting the conditions of life in these far-off regions, and more
especially in Siberia. Observation has modified my own pre-conceived
opinions on many of the subjects touched on in the following pages,
and I am not without a hope that they will be found to contain some
information which may be new to many people in this country.

If I have indulged in irrelevant digressions, I can only say that I
have limited myself to those reflections which naturally suggested
themselves in the course of my travels; and the subjects I have
given most prominence to are simply those which happened to be the
most interesting to myself.

My thanks are due to various friends for useful hints, confirming
and correcting my own observations; but I am especially indebted for
some valuable notes on Siberia, its social phenomena, gold mines,
&c., to Edwin E. Bishop, Esq., whose long residence in the country,
and perfect acquaintance with the language and customs of the
people, constitute him an authority on all matters connected with
that part of the world.

  22, BERKELEY SQUARE,
  _October 28th, 1864_.




CONTENTS.


  CHAPTER I.

  SHANGHAI TO TIENTSIN.
                                                                    PAGE

  John Bell--"Overland" routes--Peking a sealed book--Jesuits--
  Opening of China--Chinese jealousy of Mongolia--Errors of
  British policy--Their results--Preparations for journey--
  Leave Shanghae--Yang-tse-kiang-- Changes in its channel--
  Elevation of the delta--Chinese records of inundations--The
  Nanzing--Shantung promontory in a fog--Chinese coasters--
  Advantages of steam--Our fellow-passengers--Peiho river--
  Intricate navigation--Sailors in China--Tientsin--New
  settlement--Municipal council--Improvements--Trade--Beggars--
  Health--Sand-storms--Gambling                                   1

  CHAPTER II.

  TIENTSIN TO PEKING.

  Modes of travelling--Carts, horses, boats--Filthy banks of the
    Peiho--Voyage to Tungchow--Our boat's crew--Chinese distances--
    Traffic on the Peiho--Temple at Tungchow--Mercantile priests--
    Ride to Peking--Millet--Eight-mile bridge--Resting place--
    Tombs--Filial piety--Cemeteries--Old statues--Water
    communication into Peking--Grain supply                      23

  CHAPTER III.

  PEKING.

  Walls of Peking--Dust and dirt--Street obstructions--The model
    inn--Restaurant--Our boon companions--Peking customs--Rule of
    thumb--British legation--Confucian temple--Kienloong's
    pavilion--Lama temple--Mongol chants--Roman and Bhuddist
    analogies--Mongols and Chinese--Hospitality of lay brother--
    Observatory--Street cries--Temple of Heaven--Theatres--
    European residents--Medical mission under Dr. Lockhart--
    Chinese jealousy of Mongolia--Russian diplomacy--Reckoning
    with our host--Ice--Paper-money                              32

  CHAPTER IV.

  PEKING TO CHAN-KIA-KOW.

  Return to Tungchow--Disappointment--Priest conciliated by
    Russian language--Back to Peking--Negotiations--Ma-foo's
    peculation--Chinese honesty and knavery--Loading the
    caravan--Mule-litters--Leave Peking--Sha-ho--Cotton plant--
    Nankow--Crowded inn--Difficult pass--Inner "great wall"--
    Cha-tow--Chinese Mahommedans--Religious toleration--Christians
    in disfavour--Change of scene--Hwai-lai--Ruins of bridge--Bed
    of old river--Road traffic--Watch-towers--Chi-ming-i--Legend
    of monastery--the Yang-ho--Pass--Shan-shui-pu--Coal--
    Suen-wha-fu--Ride to Chan-kia-kow                            56

  CHAPTER V.

  CHAN-KIA-KOW.

  Arrival at Chan-kia-kow--Focus of Trade--Mixed population--
    Wealth--Mongols--Russians--Name of Kalgan--Chinese
    friends--Russian hospitality--Disappointment--Proposed
    excursion to Bain-tolochoi--Camels at last procured--
    Noetzli returns to Tientsin--The pass--Mountains--Great
    Wall--The horse-fair--Dealers--Ox-carts--Transport of wood
    from Urga--Shoeing smiths--Our Russian host arrives--The
    "Samovar"--Tea-drinking in Russia--Change of temperature--
    Elevation of Chan-kia-kow--Preparations for the desert--
    Cabbages--Warm boots--Camels arrive--Leave Chan-kia-kow--
    The pass--Superiority of mules, &c., over camels             72

  CHAPTER VI.

  MONGOLIA.

  Leave China--Mishap in the pass--Steep ascent--Chinese
    perseverance--Agricultural invasion--Our first encampment--
    Cold night--Pastoral scene--Introduction to the Mongols--The
    land of tents--Our conductors--Order of march--Mongol
    chants--The lama--Slow travelling--Pony "Dolonor"--Night
    travelling--Our Mongols' tent--Argols--Visitors--Mongol
    instinct--Camels quick feeders--Sport--Antelopes--Lame
    camels--Scant pastures--Endurance of Mongols--Disturbed
    sleep--Optical illusions--"Yourt," Mongol tent--Domestic
    arrangements--Etiquette--Mongol furniture--Sand-grouse--
    Track-- Wind and rain--A wretched night--Comfortless
    encampment--Camels breaking down--The camel seasons--No
    population--No grass--Mingan                                 83

  CHAPTER VII.

  MONGOLIA--_continued_.

  Visitors at Mingan--Trading--Scene with a drunken Mongol--
    Good horsemen--Bad on foot--Knowledge of money--Runaway
    pony--A polite shepherd--Gunshandak--Wild onions--Halt--
    Expert butcher--Mongol sheep, extraordinary tails--A Mongol
    feast--Effects of diet--Taste for fat explained--Mongol
    fasts--Our cooking arrangements--Camel ailings--Maggots--
    Rough treatment--Ponies falling off--Live in hopes--Dogs--
    The harvest moon--Waiting for Kitat--Lamas and their
    inhabitants--Resume the march--Meet caravan--Stony
    roads--Disturbed sleep--Gurush--Negotiations at Kutul-usu--
    Salt plains--Sporting lama--Ulan-Khada--Trees--Reach
    Tsagan-tuguruk--Lamas and black men--Small temple--Musical
    failure--Our new acquaintances--Horse-dealing--Greed of
    Mongols--Fond of drink--A theft--The incantation--Kitat
    returns--Camel lost--Vexatious delay--Start from
    Tsagan-tuguruk                                               102

  CHAPTER VIII.

  MONGOLIA--_continued_.

  Marshes--Camels dislike water--Chinese caravan--Travellers'
    tales--Taryagi--Looking for cattle in the dark--
    Butyn-tala--An addition to our party--Russian courier--
    Water-fowl--Bad water--Kicking camel--Pass of Ulin-dhabha--
    Mongols shifting quarters--Slip 'tween the cup and the
    lip--Mountains--The north wind--Guntu-gulu--An accident--
    Medical treatment--Protuberant ears--Marmots--Ice--Dark
    night--Bain-ula--Living, not travelling--Charm of desert
    life--Young pilgrim--Grand scenery--Steep descent--Obon--
    Horror of evil spirits--Mongol and Chinese notions of
    devils--Dread of rain--A wet encampment--Snow--The White
    Mountains--The Bactrian camel--Capability of enduring
    cold--   Job's comforters--Woods appear--The yak--Change
    of fuel                                                     122

  CHAPTER IX.

  URGA TO KIACHTA.

  Maimachin in sight--A snow storm--Hasty encampment--Tolla in
    flood--Delay--Intercourse with Mongols--The night
    watches--Tellig's family--Rough night--Scene at the Tolla--
    Crossing the river--the "Kitat" redivivus--His
    hospitality--How Mongols clean their cups--Maimachin--The
    Russian consulate--Russian ambition--Its prospects--The
    Urga, or camp--Kuren--Fine situation--Buildings--
    Horse-shoeing--Hawkers--The lamaseries--An ascetic--The
    Lama-king--Relations between Chinese emperors and the Lama
    power--Urga and Kara Korum--Historical associations--Prester
    John and Genghis Khan--Leave Urga--Slippery paths--
    More   delays--The pass--A snow storm--Fine scenery--Rich
    country--Another bugbear--The Boro valley--Cultivation--
    Khara-gol--The pass--Lama courier--Shara-gol--Winter
    quarters--The transmigration--Iro-gol--Forced march--
    Kiachta in sight                                            141

  CHAPTER X.

  MONGOLS--HISTORICAL NOTES.

  Early history of Huns--Wars with China--Dispersion--Appear
    in Europe--Attila--His career--And death--Turks--Mixture
    of races--Consanguinity of Huns and Mongols--Genghis--His
    conquests--Divisions of his empire--Timour--A Mahommedan--
    His wars--And cruelties--Baber--The Great Mogul in India--
    Dispersion of tribes--Modern divisions of the Mongols--
    Warlike habits--Religions--The causes of their success
    in war considered--Their heroes--Their characters--And
    military talents--Superstition--Use of omens--
    Destructiveness and butcheries of the Huns and Mongols--
    Antagonistic traits of character--Depraved moral
    instincts--Necessity of culture to develop human
    feelings--Flesh-eating not brutalising--Dehumanising
    tendency of war--Military qualities of pastoral peoples--
    Dormant enthusiasm of the Mongols                           166

  CHAPTER XI.

  MONGOLS--PHYSICAL AND MENTAL CHARACTERISTICS.

  Physical characteristics--Meanness--Indolence--Failure in
    agriculture--Hospitality--Its origin--Pilfering--Honesty--
    Drunkenness--Smoking--Ir'chi or Kumiss--Morality--Of
    lamas--Women fond of ornaments--Decency of dress--
    Physique--Low  muscular energy--A wrestling match--Bad
    legs--Bow-legged--Its causes--Complexions--Eyes--Absence
    of beard--Comparison with Chinese and Japanese--Effect
    of habits on physical development--Animal instincts in
    nomads--Supply the place of artificial appliances--
    Permanence of types of character--Uniformity in primitive
    peoples--Causes that influence colour of skin--Mongol
    powers of endurance--Low mental capacity--Its causes--
    Superstition produced by their habits--Predisposed to
    spiritual thraldom--The lamas and their practices--
    Prayers--Knaveries of lamas--Vagabond lamas--The spread
    of Bhuddism--Superior to Shamanism--Shaman rites--Political
    result of Bhuddism--The Mongol kings--Serfs                 185

  CHAPTER XII.

  KIACHTA.

  Approach Kiachta--Maimachin--Chinese elegance--The
    frontier--Russian eagle--The commissary of the frontier--
    "Times" newspaper--Kiachta--Troitskosarfsk--Meet a
    countryman--Part from our Mongols--Their programme--A
    Russian bath--Siberian refinement--Streets and pavement--
    Russian conveyances--Aversion to exercise--
    Semi-civilisation--Etiquette--Mixture of peoples--Wealth
    of Russian merchants--Narrow commercial views--The Chinese
    of Maimachin--Domestic habits--Russian and Chinese
    characters compared--Chinese more civilised than the
    Russians--The Custom-house--Liberal measures--Our droshky--
    Situation of Kiachta--Supplies--Population--Hay-market--
    Fish--The garden--Domestic gardening--Climate salubrious--
    Construction of houses--Stoves--Russian meals--Commercial
    importance of Kiachta--Inundation of the Selenga--
    Travelling   impracticable--Money-changing--New travelling
    appointments--Tarantass--Passports--Danger of delay--Prepare
    to start--First difficulty--Siberian horses--Post-bell      203

  CHAPTER XIII.

  KIACHTA TO THE BAIKAL.

  Leave Troitskosarfsk--Hilly roads--Bouriats--The first
    post-station--Agreeable surprise--Another stoppage--A
    night on the hill-side--Hire another carriage--Reach the
    Selenga--The ferry--Selenginsk--A gallery of art--
    Cultivation--Verchne Udinsk--Effects of the inundation--
    Slough of despond--Fine scenery--A dangerous road--A
    press of travellers--Favour shown us--Angry Poles--
    Ilyensk--An obsequious postmaster--Tidy post-house--A
    night at Ilyensk--Treachery suspected--Roads destroyed--
    Difficult travelling--An old Pole--Baikal lake--Station
    at Pasoilske--A night scene--The Selenga river--And
    valley--Agriculture--Cattle, sheep, pigs, dogs              223

  CHAPTER XIV.

  LAKE BAIKAL TO IRKUTSK.

  Morning scene at Pasoilske--Better late than never--
    Victimised--Russian junks--Primitive navigators--Storms on
    the Baikal--Scene at the shipping port--Religious
    ceremony--A polite officer--Inconvenience of the Baikal
    route--Engineering enterprise--More delay--Fares by the
    Baikal steamer--Crowing and crouching--The embarkation--The
    General Karsakof--A naval curiosity--The lake--Its depth--
    And area--The "Holy Sea"--The passage--Terra firma--
    Custom-house delay--Fine country--Good roads--Hotels Amoor
    and Metzgyr                                                 234

  CHAPTER XV.

  IRKUTSK.

  In sight of Irkutsk--Handsome town--Wrong hotel--Bad
    accommodation--Suffocation--Bad attendance--The cuisine--
    Venerable eggs--Billiards--Meet a friend--Beauties of
    Irkutsk--Milliners--Bakers--Tobacconists--Prison--
    Convicts--Benevolence of old ladies--Equipages--Libraries--
    Theatre--Population--Governor--Generalship--The levee--
    Governing responsibilities--Importance of commerce--
    Manufactures insignificant--Education--Attractions of
    Siberia--Society--Polish exiles--The Decembrists--The
    sentence of banishment--Its hereditary effect--Low
    standing of merchants--Discomforts of travelling--Engage
    a servant--The prodigal--A mistake--Early winter--The
    Angara--Floating-bridge--Parting view of Irkutsk            246

  CHAPTER XVI.

  IRKUTSK TO KRASNOYARSK.

  Leave Irkutsk--Roads and rivers--Capacity for sleep--
    Bridges--Break-neck travelling--Endurance of Russian
    ponies--Verst-posts--Appalling distances--Irregular
    feeding--Tea _versus_ grog--River Birusa--Boundary
   of Irkutsk and Yenisei--Stoppage--The telegraph wires--
   Improved roads--River Kan--The ferrymen--Kansk--A new
   companion--Prisoner of war--Advantages and disadvantages
   of travelling in company--Improved cultivation--A
   snow-storm--Cold wind--Absurd arrangement of stations--
   The river Yenisei--Mishap at the ferry--The approach to
   Krasnoyarsk--The town--Population--Hotel--Travellers'
    accounts--Confusion at the station--The black-book--The
    courier service                                             262

  CHAPTER XVII.

  KRASNOYARSK TO TOMSK.

  Sledges--Sulky yemschiks--Progress to Achinsk--Limit of
    Eastern Siberia--Game--The Chulim--Difficult ferry--
    Government of Tomsk--Bad roads again--Job's comforters--
    Mariinsk--An accident--And another--Resources of a
    yemschik--A drive through a forest--Ishimskaya--A
    day too late--A sporting Pole--Disappointment--Annoying
    delay--Freezing river--A cold bath--Sledge travelling--A
    night scene--Early birds--Arrive in Tomsk--Our lodging--
    Religion of Russians--Scruples of a murderer--Population
    and situation of Tomsk--Fire Insurance--Climate of Tomsk--
    Supply of water--Carefulness and hardiness--Skating--Demure
    little boys--An extinct species--The gold diggings--The
    Siberian tribes                                             273

  CHAPTER XVIII.

  TOMSK TO OMSK.

  Refitting--The optician--The feather-pillow question--A
    friend in need--A dilemma--Schwartz's folly--Old Barnaul
    leaves us--We leave Tomsk--A weary night--A Russian
    dormitory--Construction of houses--Cross the Tom--And the
    Ob--Enter the Baraba steppe--Kolivan--The telegraph--The
    ladies of Baraba--Game--Windmills--A frozen marsh--Kainsk--
    Reach Oms--Outbreaks on the Kirghis steppe--Russian
    aggression--Its effects on different tribes                  290

  CHAPTER XIX.

  OMSK TO OCHANSK.

  Leave Omsk--Recruiting--Cross the Irtish--Tukalinsk--
    Yalootorofsk--Reach Tumen--Improved posting--Snowroads--
    Ekaterineburg--Mint--Precious stones--Iron works--
    Englishmen in Siberia--Iron mines--Fish trade--A recruiting
    scene--Temperature rising--Game--The Urals--Disappointing--
    A new companion--The boundary between Europe and Asia--
    Yermak the Cossack--Discovery and conquest of Siberia--
    Reach Perm--Too late again--Progress of inland navigation--
    Facilities for application of steam--Water routes of
    Siberia--Railways--Tatars--Cross the Kama to Ochansk--
    Dissolving view of snow roads                               305

  CHAPTER XX.

  RUSSIAN AND SIBERIAN PEASANTRY.

  Siberian and Russian peasantry--The contrast--Freedom and
    slavery--Origin of Siberian peasants--Their means of
    advancement--Exiles--Two classes--Their offences and
    punishments--Privileges after release--Liberality of the
    government--Its object--Extent of forest--One
    serf-proprietor in Siberia--Exemptions from conscription--
    Rigour of the climate on the Lena and Yenisei--Settlers
    on Angara exempted from taxes--Improvement of Siberian
    peasants--A bright future--Amalgamation of classes--Slavery
    demoralising to masters--The emancipation of the serfs--
    Its results                                                 320

  CHAPTER XXI.

  KAZAN.--POLISH EXILES.

  Road to Kazan--Polish prisoners--Arrive at Kazan--More
    croaking--Temptations to delay--Sell our sledge--View of
    Kazan--The ferry at the Volga--Ice-boats and icebergs--The
    military--Tatars--Polish exiles--Kindly treated by their
    escort--Erroneous ideas on this subject--The distribution
    of exiles in Siberia--Their life there--The Polish
    insurrection--Its objects--Imprudence--Consequences--Success
    would have been a second failure                            331

  CHAPTER XXII.

  KAZAN TO PETERSBURG.

  A day lost--The moujik's opportunity--Return to Kazan--Hotel
    "Ryazin"--Grease and butter--Evening entertainment--Try
    again--The ferry--A term of endearment--Ferrymen's
    devotions--A Jew publican--"Pour boire"--Villages and
    churches--The road to Nijni--Penance--A savage--A
    miserable night--Reach Nijni--"Sweet is pleasure after
    pain"--The great fair--Nijni under a cloud--Delights of
    railway travelling--A contrast--Reach Moscow--Portable
    gas--Foundling hospital--The Moscow and Petersburg
    railway--Grandeur of Petersburg--Late season--Current
    topics--Iron-clads--The currency--Effects of Crimean war--
    Russian loyalty--Alexander II. as a reformer--Leave
    Petersburg                                                  343

  CHAPTER XXIII.

  RUSSIA AND CHINA.

  Earlier intercourse--Analogies and contrasts--Progress of
    Russia and decadence of China--Permanence of Chinese
    institutions--Arrogance justified--Not really bigoted--
    Changes enforced by recent events--The rebellion--
    Fallacious views in parliament--British interest in
    China--A bright future--Railways--Telegraphs--Machinery
    and other improvements--Resources to be developed--Free
    cities                                                      357

  POSTSCRIPT                                                    401




LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.


                                                               PAGE

  PAGODA AND GARDENS OF THE EMPEROR'S SUMMER PALACE,
    YUEN-MIN-YUEN. (From a Photograph by Beato)     _Frontispiece._

  TOMB AT THE DEPOT. PEKING. (From a Photograph
    by Beato)                                           _Vignette._

  TUNG CHOW PAGODA. (From a Photograph by Beato)                 27

  WALLS OF PEKING. (From a Photograph by Beato)                  32

  PAVILION OF THE SUMMER PALACE OF YUEN-MIN-YUEN. (From a
    Photograph by Beato)                                         37

  THIBETIAN MONUMENT IN LAMA TEMPLE. PEKING. (From a Photograph
    by Beato)                                                    42

  GREAT TEMPLE OF HEAVEN. PEKING. (From a Photograph by Beato)   48

  PART OF THE EMPEROR'S PALACE, YUEN-MIN-YUEN. DESTROYED
    1860. (From a Photograph by Beato)                           55

  THE NANKOW PASS                                                63

  HALT IN THE DESERT OF GOBI                                     104

  FORDING THE TOLLA NEAR URGA                                    147

  VIEW OF EKATERINBURG. SIBERIA. (From a Russian Photograph).    307




[Illustration: A GENERAL MAP OF NORTHERN ASIA.

_M^r. Michie's route ._

_London John Murray, Albemarle S^t_]




THE SIBERIAN OVERLAND ROUTE FROM PEKING TO PETERSBURG.




CHAPTER I.

SHANGHAE TO TIENTSIN.


The charming narrative of John Bell, of Antermony, who, in the reign
of Peter the Great, travelled from Petersburg to Peking in the suite
of a Russian ambassador, inspired me with a longing desire to visit
Siberia and other little-known regions through which he passed.
Having occasion to return to England, after a somewhat protracted
residence on the coast of China, an opportunity presented itself of
travelling through the north of China, Mongolia, and Siberia, on my
homeward journey. This is, indeed, the real "overland route" from
China, and it may as properly be styled "maritime," as the mail
route per P. & O. steamers "overland." The so-called overland route
has, however, strong temptations for a person eager to get home.
There is a pleasing simplicity about the manner of it which is a
powerful attraction to one who is worn out with sleepless nights in
a hot climate. It is but to embark on a steamer; attend as regularly
at meal times as your constitution will permit; sleep, or what is
the same thing, read, during the intervals; and fill up the blanks
by counting the passing hours and surveying your fellow passengers
steeped in apoplectic slumbers under the enervating influence of the
tropics. The sea route has, moreover, a decided advantage in point
of time. In forty-five or fifty days I could have reached England
from Shanghae by steamer: the land journey via Siberia I could not
hope to accomplish in less than ninety days.

But the northern route had strong attractions for me in the kind
of vague mystery that invests the geography of strange countries,
and the character, manners, and customs of their inhabitants.
Ever-recurring novelties might be expected to keep the mind alive;
and active travelling would in a great measure relieve the tedium
of a long and arduous journey. Of the two, therefore, I preferred
the prospect of being frozen in Siberia to being stewed in the Red
Sea. The heat of Shanghae in the summer was intense and almost
unprecedented, the supply of ice was fast undergoing dissolution,
and an escape into colder regions at such a time was more than
usually desirable.

A few years ago it would have been about as feasible to travel from
China to England by way of the moon as through Peking and Mongolia.
Peking was a sealed book, jealously guarded by an arrogant, because
an ignorant, government. Little was known of the city of the khans
except what the Jesuits had communicated in the last century, and
what that prince of travellers, Marco Polo, had handed down from
the middle ages. No foreigner dared show his face there, except in
the guise of a native, and even then at the risk of being detected
and subjected to the greatest indignities. The Jesuits, it is true,
in the face of the prohibition, continued to smuggle themselves
into China, and even into Peking itself, and their perseverance
and tenacity of purpose are entitled to all praise. But they
occasionally paid dearly for their temerity, and not unfrequently
got themselves and their "Christians" into hot water with the
authorities. This received the high-sounding name of "persecution;"
and if any one lost his life for meddling in other people's affairs,
or interfering with the prerogative of the government, he was
honoured with the name of a "martyr." The Jesuits had their day of
power in China, and if they had but used it modestly they might
still have stood at the elbow of the Emperor. They were tried and
found wanting, expelled from Peking, and China was closed against
foreigners, not, it must be confessed, without some reason.

All that has been changed again. The curtain has risen once more;
foreigners are free to traverse the length and breadth of China,
and to spy out the nakedness of the land. The treaty of Tientsin
and convention of Peking, ratified in November, 1860, which opened
up China to travellers for "business or pleasure," was largely
taken advantage of in the following year. In 1861, foreign steamers
penetrated by the great river Yang-tsze into the heart of China.
Four enterprising foreigners explored the river to a distance of
1800 miles from the sea, and many other excursions were set on foot
by foreigners, in regions previously known only through the accounts
of Chinese geographers or the partial, imperfect, and in some
instances obsolete, descriptions of the older Jesuits.

Mongolia, being within the dominions of the Emperor of China, was
included in the passport system; and although the Chinese government
has made a feeble attempt to impose restrictions on foreign
travellers in that region on the ground that, although Chinese, it
is not China, up to the present time no serious obstacles have been
placed in the way of free intercourse in Mongolia; nor can the plain
language of the treaty be limited in its interpretation, unless
the ministers of the treaty powers should voluntarily abandon the
privilege now enjoyed. It is devoutly to be hoped that no envoy of
Great Britain will again commit the error of waiving rights once
granted by the Chinese. However unimportant such abandoned rights
may appear, experience has shown that the results are not so. Sir
Michael Seymour's war at Canton in 1856-7 could never have occurred
if our undoubted right to reside in that city had been insisted on
some years previously. Our disaster at the Taku forts in 1859 would
have been prevented if the right of our minister to reside in Peking
had not, in a weak moment, been waived. What complications have
not arisen in Japan, from our consenting to undo half Lord Elgin's
treaty and allowing the port of Osaca to remain closed to our
merchantmen! We cannot afford to make concessions to Asiatic powers.
Give them an inch and they will take an ell: then fleets and armies
must be brought into play to recover ground we have lost through
sheer wantonness.

Too late to join a party who preceded me, I had some difficulty
in finding a companion for the journey, but had the good fortune
to make the acquaintance of a young gentleman from Lyons, who
purposed going to France by the Siberian route with or without a
companion. We at once arranged matters to our mutual satisfaction,
and proceeded with the preparations necessary for the journey.
Having the advantage of excellent practical advice on this head
from gentlemen who had already gone over the ground, we had little
difficulty in getting up our outfit. A tent was indispensable for
Mongolia, and we got a very commodious one from a French officer. A
military cork mattress, with waterproof sheets, proved invaluable
in the desert. Our clothing department was inconveniently bulky,
because we had to provide both for very hot and very cold weather.
The commissariat was liberally supplied, rather overdone, as it
turned out, but that was a fault on the safe side. The accounts
we heard of the "hungry desert," where nothing grows but mutton,
induced us to lay in supplies not only for an ordinary journey
across, but for any unforeseen delay we might encounter on the way.

We had first to get to Tientsin, six hundred miles from Shanghae,
and two steamers were under despatch for that port. I embarked
on board the _Nanzing_, Captain Morrison, about midnight on the
28th July, 1863. Taking advantage of the bright moon, we steamed
cautiously down the river Wong-poo for fourteen miles, past the
village of Woosung, "outside the marks," and into the great river
Yang-tsze, where we cast anchor for the night. It would be hazardous
to attempt the navigation of the estuary of the Yang-tsze, even in
bright moonlight. Its banks are so flat as to afford no marks to
steer by. The estuary is very wide, but the deep water channel is
narrow, with extensive shallows on either side. The upper parts
of the Yang-tsze-kiang, where the river narrows to a mile or two
in breadth, and flows through a bolder country, are more easy of
navigation. In the broad part of the river, near its mouth, the deep
water channels have a tendency to shift their positions. The surveys
of the river from its mouth to Nanking, made in 1842, were found
inapplicable in 1861. Where shallows were marked in 1842, deep water
was found in 1861, and dry patches were found where the navigable
channels were before. The delta of this noble river is rapidly
growing into dry land; the "banks" are fast rising into islands, and
the channels of the river becoming more circumscribed. The rapidity
with which this process is going on is most remarkable. From a point
nearly fifty miles from the mouth of the river it is divided into
two great branches, called by hydrographers the north and the south
entrances. Twenty years ago extensive shallows lay between, and
many a good ship found a final resting-place on these treacherous
banks. The most dangerous of these are now above water, and are
visible from a distance sufficient to enable the pilot to keep clear
of them. In the small river Wang-poo also, at and below the town of
Shanghae, the land is gaining considerably on the water. An island
has formed and is still growing near the mouth of the Wang-poo,
known to pilots as the "middle-ground." Until a very few years ago
it was entirely under water. In the year 1855 I was aground on the
top of it in a schooner near low water, and the rising tide floated
us off easily. The island is now so high as to remain uncovered
in the highest spring tides. Thus, in the space of eight years,
this island has risen more than twelve, and probably not less than
eighteen feet. The formation is extending itself downwards; the
tail of the island stretching away under water brought up many
vessels in 1862 and 1863, where there was plenty of water a year or
two before. On the south shore of the Yang-tsze-kiang the lines of
embankment mark the different stages of the aggression of the land
on the water. When a dry flat was formed liable to inundations in
high tides, an embankment of mud was built for the protection of
the inhabitants who settled on the reclaimed land. In process of
time more land was made, and another embankment formed. Thus three
distinct lines of embankment, several miles inland from the present
water line, are to be traced from below Woosung towards Hang-chow
Bay, and a very large tract of good arable land has been reclaimed
from the river, or, as the Chinese call it, the sea, within
comparatively modern times. From the causes we see now in active
operation, it is easy to trace the formation of the vast alluvial
plain which now supports so many millions of inhabitants.

There are, indeed, intimations in the Chinese records of some of
these changes. Islands in the sea are mentioned but a few centuries
back, which are now hills in inhabited districts. In the dawn of
Chinese history allusions are made to a great flood which desolated
the land, and the Emperor Yaou has been immortalised for his
achievements in subduing and regulating the waters. Yaou reigned
about 2200 B.C., and the rising of the waters in his time has been
referred by some to the Noachian deluge. But the Chinese empire at
that time extended as far south as the Great River, and included
three great valleys. It is not an improbable conjecture therefore
that there was a large circumference of debateable land barely
reclaimed from the sea. With the imperfect means then at command for
keeping out the water it is easy to suppose that an unusually high
tide would break down the defences and overflow the flat country.
It may also be, of course, that then, as now, the Yellow River
caused trouble by arbitrarily changing its course, and the patriotic
labours of Yaou may have been limited to damming up that wayward
stream, which has been called "China's sorrow." But the chronicles
of the great inundation do not appear to have been satisfactorily
explained, and it may be said of the annals of the reigns of Yaou
and Shun, that the interest which attaches to them is in direct
proportion to their obscurity.

A few hours' steaming on the 29th took us out of the turbid waters
of the Yang-tsze-kiang, but during the whole of that day we
continued in shallow water of a very light sea-green colour. The
weather was fine, and though still extremely hot, the fresh sea
air soon produced a magical effect on our enfeebled digestion. The
voyage was as pleasant as a good ship, a good table, and a courteous
commander could make it. On the 30th a thick fog settled down on
the water, and on the following morning all eyes were anxiously
straining after the Shantung promontory, which was the turning-point
of our voyage. By dead reckoning we were close to it, but there is
no accounting for the effect of the currents that sweep round this
bold headland. The tide rushes into the Gulf of Pecheli by one side
of the entrance, and out at the other. But from the conformation of
the gulf the tidal currents are subject to disturbances from various
causes, of which the direction of the wind is the most potent. A
north-westerly wind keeps the tide wave at bay, and drives the
water out of the gulf, until its level has been lowered several
feet below that of the ocean. Great irregularities in the ebb and
flow are occasioned by this; and when the cause ceases to act, the
reaction is proportionate to the amount of disturbance; the pent-up
waters from without flow in with impetuosity, and the equilibrium is
restored.

In the dense fog, our commander could only crawl along cautiously,
stopping now and again to listen for the sound of men's voices, or
the barking of dogs, take soundings, and watch for any indications
of the near vicinity of land. At length, to our great joy, the fog
lifted over a recognisable point of the promontory, and immediately
settled down again. The glimpse was sufficient however, and the
good steamer was at once headed westward, for the mouth of the
Peiho river, and bowled along fearlessly on her way. As the sun
rose higher the mist was dispersed, and the bold rugged outline of
the Shantung coast was unveiled before us. The clear blue water
was alive with Chinese coasting craft, small and large, of most
picturesque appearance. The heavy, unwieldy junks of northern China
lay almost motionless, their widespread sails hanging idly to the
mast, for there was just wind enough to ripple the surface of the
water in long patches, leaving large spaces of glassy smoothness
untouched by the breeze.

The crews of the northern junks are hardy stalwart fellows, inured
to labour, and zealous in their work. Their vessels are built very
low-sided, to enable them to be propelled by oars when the wind
fails them. The crews work cheerily at their oars, both night and
day, when necessary, keeping time to the tune of their half-joyous,
half-melancholy boat-songs. With all their exertions, however,
they drive the shapeless lump but slowly through the water, and
one cannot help feeling pity for the poor men, and regret for the
waste of so much manual labour. It is to be hoped that this hardy
race of seamen will find more fruitful fields wherein to turn
their strength to account when foreign vessels and steamers have
superseded the time-honoured but extravagant system of navigation
in China. This end has, indeed, been already reached to a certain
extent. China has been imbued with the progressive spirit of the
world, to the great advantage both of themselves and foreigners. The
southern coasts swarm with steamers, and the Gulf of Pecheli, in
this the third year from the opening of foreign trade in the north,
was regularly visited by trading steamers. In all discussions in
England on the subject of the development of trade in China, the
vast coasting trade is generally overlooked, as a matter in which we
have no interest. This is a mistake, however, for foreigners have
a considerable share in that trade directly, and their steamers
and sailing vessels are employed to a very large extent by the
Chinese merchants. All produce is very materially reduced in price
to the consumer by the facilities for competition among merchants
which improved communication affords, and by the diminution in
expenses of carriage, which is the necessary result. The rapidity
with which foreign vessels can accomplish their voyages as compared
with Chinese junks enables the native trader to make so many more
ventures in a given time, that he can afford to take smaller
profits than formerly, and yet on the average be no loser. Or even
if the average results of the year's trade be less profitable to
individuals than before, its benefits are spread over a greater
number, and, in the aggregate, suffer no diminution. The general
interests of the country have been subserved in an important
degree by the extension of the coasting trade, where no disturbing
influences have been at work; and the prosperity of the general
population cannot fail to react favourably on the mercantile class,
through whom the prosperity primarily comes.

Chefoo, the new settlement on the Shantung coast, is frequently a
port of call for steamers trading between Shanghae and Tientsin. We
did not touch there in the _Nanzing_, but passed at a distance of
twelve miles from the bluff rocky headland from which the settlement
takes its name. Before darkness had closed in the view we had
reached the Mia-tau group of islands which connect the mountain
ranges of Shantung, by a continuous chain, with the Liau-tung
promontory at the north of the entrance of the Gulf of Pecheli.
There is not much difficulty or danger in getting through these
islands even at night, but it is always an object to a navigator to
reach them before dark. The course is then clear for the Peiho, and
he has a whole night's straight run before him with nothing to look
out for.

The Peiho river must be an awkward place to "make," except in clear
weather. The land is lower even than that of the valley of the
Yang-tsze-kiang; the shoal water runs out a long distance into the
gulf; and a dangerous sand spit, partly above, and partly under
water, stretches fifty miles out to sea on the north of the approach
to the river. On reaching the outer anchorage, where vessels of
heavy draught lie, the celebrated Taku forts are dimly visible in
the haze of the horizon, and masts may be seen inside the river, but
the low land on either side is still invisible. A shoal bar, with a
very hard bottom, lies between the outer anchorage and the river,
and the _Nanzing_, drawing less than ten feet, was obliged to anchor
outside until the rising tide enabled her to get in.

Our Chinese fellow passengers, who had kept remarkably quiet during
the voyage, as is their invariable custom, became animated as we ran
in between the Taku forts. They were a motley crowd of all classes
of people--mercantile, literary, and military. The students who
go to Peking to undergo examinations for literary degrees travel
now in great numbers by steamer, and doubtless many who, from want
of means, want of time, or from any other cause, might hesitate
before undertaking such a long journey by the old land route, are
now enabled, by means of the coasting steamers, to accomplish the
object so deeply cherished by all Chinese literati. The "plucked"
ones, and there are many such in China, can now more easily renew
their efforts. Men have been known to repair year after year to the
examination-hall from their youth upwards, and get plucked every
time,--yet, undaunted by constant failure, they persevere in their
vain exertions to the winter of their days. The country that can
produce such models of perseverance in a hopeless cause may claim to
possess elements of vitality, and the usual proportion of fools.

Among our Chinese passengers was an athlete from Fokien, who was
bound to Peking to try his prowess in archery. He was a man of great
muscular power, fat, and even corpulent. It is remarkable that the
training system adopted for the development of the muscles should
produce so much fat. I had not observed this before in the Chinese;
indeed, the few feats of strength I have seen performed by them have
been by men well proportioned and free from fat. But the Japanese
wrestlers, who are carefully trained, are generally fat.

The entrance to the Peiho was, as usual, crowded with native and
foreign craft, and so narrow and tortuous is the river that great
care is necessary to work a long steamer through without accident.
Tientsin is distant from Taku, by the windings of the river, between
sixty and seventy miles. By the cart road it is only thirty-six.
The _Nanzing_ made good way up the river until darkness compelled
her to anchor. In the morning the difficulties of the inland
navigation began. The river was actually too small for a steamer
over two hundred feet long, the turns were too sharp, the ordinary
means of handling a steamer were no longer of any avail,--we hauled
round several bad turns by means of anchors passed on shore in
the boats, but were at length baffled after running the steamer's
nose into cabbage-gardens, breaking down fences, and alarming the
villagers, who turned out _en masse_ to watch the iron monster
as she struggled to force a passage out of her natural element.
Partly out of compassion for the men, who were worn out with the
uncongenial toil of trudging knee-deep through heavy mud, planting
anchors and picking them up again, and partly from some vague hope
of a change of tide in the afternoon, the steamer was brought to
anchor and hands piped to dinner.

The crews of steamers on the coast of China are usually of a
cosmopolite character, chiefly Malays, with a boat's crew of
Chinese, the foreign element being reduced to a minimum comprising
the officers and engineers. Asiatic sailors do very well when there
are plenty of them, the estimate of their value being two of them
to one European. They sail for lower wages, but not low enough
to compensate the ship-owner for the additional numbers that are
necessary. But the Asiatics are more easily handled than Europeans;
their regular "watches" may be broken in upon with impunity; they
are easier fed, and less addicted to quarrelling with their bread
and butter than Europeans, and more especially Englishmen. But any
doubt on the part of a shipmaster as to what crew he will employ,
will generally be solved by the sailors themselves, who, if English
or American, will desert at every port the vessel touches at.

Having my saddle and bridle handy I landed at a village, and
borrowing a horse from the farmers, rode to Tientsin, which was
only some eight miles distant by the road. The heat was scorching,
but greatly mitigated by the mass of bright green foliage that
covered the whole country. The soil though dry and dusty is rich to
exuberance, fruit grows in great abundance, and, for China, in great
perfection. Apples, pears, peaches, apricots, loquats, grapes, are
common everywhere in the north, which may be considered the orchard
of China. The waving crops of millet, interspersed with patches
of beans, and here and there strips of hemp, fill up a vast green
ground dotted thickly with villages and pretty clumps of trees. The
houses form a dull contrast to the cheerful aspect of the country.
In most of the villages they are constructed of mud and straw, which
becomes hard enough to be impervious to rain, but the dull parched
colour, the small apertures for doors and windows, and general
cheerlessness of exterior painfully oppress the sight. The dust
of the roads is also an unfavourable medium through which to view
the tame though rich beauties of the country. The north of China
is cursed with dust, the roads generally are as bad as the road to
Epsom on a "Derby day," when that happy event happens to come off in
dry weather.

I got back to the _Nanzing_ in time for the final effort to double
the difficult corner. The first attempt was successful, and we
steamed on gaily through fields and gardens, washing the banks with
the wave formed in our wake, which sometimes broke over the legs
of unwary celestials who stood gazing after the steamer in stupid
wonder like a cow at a railway train. The Chinese take such mishaps
good-naturedly--the spectators are always amused, and the victims
themselves when the shock of surprise passes off laugh at the joke.
The most serious obstacle to our progress had yet to come, however,
the "double," a point where the river bends abruptly like the
figure S compressed vertically. Extra caution being used there,
the appliances of anchors and warps were efficacious, and we passed
the double successfully. The smoke of the _Waratah_, a steamer that
left Shanghae the day before us, and which we had passed at sea,
now appeared over the trees close to us. There were several reaches
of the river between us, however, and we traced the black column
of smoke passing easily round the bends that had caused us such
difficulty. The _Waratah_ was gaining on us fast, and late in the
evening her black hull appeared under our stern, while the _Nanzing_
was jammed at the last bend of the river, unable either to get round
herself or to make room for the smaller vessel. Hours were spent
in ineffectual endeavours to proceed--the tantalised _Waratah_
could stand it no longer--the captain thought he saw room to pass
us, and came up at full speed between us and the bank. But as the
sailors say "night has no eyes" even when the moon is shining, and
our friend paid for his temerity by crashing his paddle box against
our bow. Time and patience enabled us to reach Tientsin at midnight
on the 1st August, after spending half as much time in the Peiho
river as the whole sea voyage had occupied. I have said enough, and
probably much more than enough, to demonstrate the difficulty of
navigating the Peiho river with vessels not adapted to it. No vessel
should attempt it that is over one hundred and fifty feet in length,
for though the risk of loss from stranding is extremely small, the
loss of time to large vessels must be serious.

A marvellous transformation had taken place in Tientsin since
my previous visit to it in 1861. At that time the few European
merchants who had settled there were confined to the Chinese town,
the filthiest and most offensive of all the filthy places wherein
celestials love to congregate. Now in 1863, the "settlement," that
necessary adjunct of every treaty port in China, had been made
over to foreigners, laid out in streets, and a spacious quay and
promenade on the river bank formed, faced riverwards with solid
masonry, the finest thing of the kind in China, throwing into the
shade altogether the famous "bund" at Shanghae. The affairs of the
settlement are administered by a thoroughly organised "municipal
council" after the example of Shanghae, the "model settlement." The
newly opened ports have an immense advantage over the original five
in having the experience of nearly twenty years to guide them in all
preliminary arrangements. That experience shows first--although the
soundness of the deduction has been questioned by some able men--the
desirability of securing foreign settlements where merchants,
consuls, and missionaries may live in a community of their own
entirely distinct from the native towns, within which they may put
in operation their own police regulations, lay out streets to their
own liking, drain, light, and otherwise improve the settlement,
levy and disburse their own municipal taxes, and, in short, conduct
their affairs as independent communities. These settlements have
the further advantage of being susceptible of defence in times of
disturbance with the minimum risk of complication between the treaty
powers and the Chinese government. Much of the importance Shanghae
has achieved of late years is due to the foreign settlement which,
being neutral ground and defensible, has become a city of refuge
for swarms of Chinese who had been ousted from their homesteads by
the rebels. The cosmopolite character of the Shanghae settlement
has entailed various inconveniences, which it is thought might be
obviated in the new settlements by keeping the different foreign
nationalities distinct. Time has not yet pronounced on the success
of this experiment. There will probably be a difficulty in putting
it thoroughly in practice; no arbitrary regulations will be able
to prevent nationalities from fusing into each other to such an
extent as the higher laws of interest and policy may dictate. And
it will be impossible in practice to subject a mixed community to
the laws of any one power. In the meantime concessions are claimed
from the Chinese government by each of the treaty powers separately,
and so far they have been granted. Whether the isolation of the
various concessions be permanent or not, it secures for them at the
outset more unanimity in laying out streets and framing preliminary
regulations for their good government hereafter. This is of great
importance, and the experience of Shanghae is most valuable in
this respect. The narrowness of the streets in the settlement
there--twenty-two feet--is a standing reproach on the earlier
settlers who, with short-sighted cupidity, clung with tenacity to
every inch of land at a time when land was cheap and abundant. This
fatal error has been avoided in the recent settlements.

The municipality of Shanghae established under the auspices of Sir
Rutherford (then Mr.) Alcock, at that time British consul, has
on the whole proved such a success that the same system has been
adopted in the new settlements. The legality of the institution has
often been questioned, but the creation of some such authority was a
necessity at the time, and it has worked so well for ten years that
it has not only subsisted, but gathered strength and influence by
the unanimous will of the community.

Several fine European houses were already built and inhabited on
the Tientsin settlement. The ground had been well raised, so as to
keep the new town dry, and ensure it a commanding position. It is
about two miles lower down the river than the native town, has a
fine open country round it, and plenty of fresh air. It is several
degrees cooler in the British settlement than in the Chinese town,
and altogether the very best site for the purpose has been selected.
The merchants retain their offices in the Chinese town, riding or
sailing to and fro every day. This system will probably continue to
be practised for some time longer, or perhaps altogether, for the
convenience of the Chinese dealers. A small minority of the foreign
merchants would compel all to retain their business premises in
Tientsin, and nothing less than an almost entire unanimity among
them would effect the transfer to the new town.

As a depot of trade, Tientsin labours under certain disadvantages;
the shallow bar outside, and intricate navigation of the river,
prevent any but small craft from trading there. Larger vessels
do sometimes, or rather did,--for I fancy the practice is
discontinued,--repair to the outer anchorage. But the expense of
lighterage, and the detention incurred in loading or discharging
at such a distance from the port, are so great as to drive such
competitors out of the field. The other drawback to Tientsin is
the severe winter, and the early closing of the river by ice. This
generally happens before the end of November, and the ice does not
break up before February or March.

However, Tientsin is the feeder of a large tract of country
containing a large consuming population, and the trade is no doubt
destined to increase. Much disappointment has, indeed, been felt
that the extraordinary start made, chiefly in the sale of foreign
manufactures, in the first year of its existence as a port of
foreign trade, has not been followed up. This may be explained,
however, by the circumstance that in 1860-61 manufactured goods
were extremely depressed by over-supply in the south of China.
These goods were introduced into Tientsin, and sold direct to the
Chinese there, untaxed by the intermediate profits and charges they
formerly had to bear when sold in Shanghae, and thence forwarded
by Chinese merchants, in Chinese junks, to Tientsin and the north.
Prices in Tientsin soon fell so low that the merchants were tempted
into large investments during 1861. The markets of the interior
became overstocked, and, before the equilibrium was restored, the
cotton famine began to be felt, and prices of goods (the Tientsin
trade is chiefly opium and cotton goods) rose so high as to deter
purchasers, and in a material degree to reduce the consumption of
foreign cottons. Another circumstance also operated adversely to a
maintenance of the lively trade that grew up in 1861. There were
no exports in Tientsin suitable to any foreign market. The foreign
trade was therefore limited to the sale of imports, which were paid
for in specie. A heavy drain of bullion was the result, more than
the resources of the country could bear for any length of time. This
of itself was enough to check the further development of trade; for
though the precious metals were merely transferred from one part
of the country to another, no counter-balancing power then existed
by which they could be circulated back to the districts whence
they came. There is no good reason why produce suitable to foreign
markets should not be found in Tientsin. Wool and tallow will no
doubt be obtainable in considerable quantities in process of time,
for the country is full of sheep and cattle, and Tientsin is only
six days' journey from the frontier of Mongolia, where flocks and
herds monopolise the soil.

I must mention a circumstance connected with the Tientsin trade,
which is remarkable among an eminently commercial people like the
Chinese. At the opening of the trade, in the end of 1860, the
relative values of gold and silver varied fifteen per cent. between
Tientsin and Shanghae. Gold was purchased for silver in the north,
and shipped to Shanghae, at a large profit, and a good many months
elapsed before an equilibrium was established.

In and about Tientsin, as almost everywhere else in China, the
population is well affected towards foreigners. The British troops
that garrisoned Tientsin from 1860 till 1862 left behind them the
very best impressions on the inhabitants. Not that these troops
were any better than any other well-disciplined troops would have
been, but the Chinese had been taught to regard foreigners as a
kind of aquatic monsters, cruel and ferocious; so when the horrible
picture resolved itself into human beings, civil and courteous in
their disposition, honestly paying for all they wanted, of vast
consumptive powers in the matter of beef and mutton, fruit and
vegetables, and, on the whole, excellent customers, the Chinese
took kindly to the estimable invaders, and had cause to regret
their departure. Foreign merchants were held in high estimation
from the first. The free hospitals for Chinese, set on foot by the
army surgeons, not only did a great deal of good in alleviating
suffering, but prepared the way for mutual good feeling in the after
intercourse between natives and foreigners. It has been questioned
whether the Chinese, as a race, are susceptible of gratitude. But,
at any rate, the respectable classes are sufficiently charitable
themselves to appreciate philanthropy in others; and, in the
self-imposed and gratuitous labours of the surgeons for the benefit
of the sick poor, they saw an example of pure benevolence, which
could not but excite their admiration.

The population of Tientsin is supposed to be about 400,000, residing
chiefly in the suburbs, for trade is generally carried on without
the walls, not only here, but in all Chinese cities. There is an
unusually large proportion of beggars about Tientsin, and loathsome
objects they are, as they whine about the streets, half clad, in
tatters, starved, and often covered with sores. They never sleep but
on the ground. At night, when the streets are quiet, the beggars
may be discovered huddled together at every corner and on every
door-step. Begging is an institution in China, and to qualify for
the craft, men have been said to burn out their own eyes, in order
to excite compassion for their blindness. A Chinese householder
seldom allows a beggar to go away empty. Charity is cheap; a handful
of rice, one copper cash, value the fourth part of a farthing,
suffices to induce the disgusting object to move on to the next
shop. The beggars have seldom any cause to starve in China, but
they do very often, and it is probable they bring diseases on
themselves in their efforts to excite pity, which carry them off
very rapidly. In winter, especially in the north, they seem to die
off like mosquitoes, and no one takes any notice of them except to
bury them--for the Chinese don't like to leave dead bodies about
the streets. In spring they reappear--not the identical beggars,
certainly--but very similar ones, and the ranks of the profession
are kept filled.

The wealthier natives of Tientsin, traders and shopkeepers, are
fond of good living and gambling. They are robust people, and bear
up well against the effects of late hours and gross dissipation.
The close, filthy atmosphere in which they live and breathe does
not seem to injure their health. Epidemics do make great havoc
among them occasionally; one year it is cholera, another year it
is small-pox; but the general healthiness of the people does not
seem to suffer. The climate is exceedingly dry. Little rain or
snow falls; but when it does rain, the whole heavens seem to fall
at once, not in torrents, but in sheets of water. The peculiar
sand-storms, so common in the north of China, have not as yet been
satisfactorily investigated. They often come on after a sultry day.
A yellow haze appears in the sky, darkening the sun; then columns
of fine dust are seen spinning round in whirlwinds. At that stage
every living thing seeks shelter, and those who are afield are lucky
if they are not caught in the blinding storm before they reach
their houses. But even a closely shut-up house affords but half
protection, for the fine powdery dust insinuates itself through the
crevices of doors and windows, and is palpably present in your soup
and your bread for some time after. The most obvious source whence
these sand-storms come, is the great sandy desert of Mongolia, but
such an hypothesis is hardly sufficient to account for all the
phenomena which accompany the sand-storms. It has been supposed that
they are due to some peculiar electrical condition of the atmosphere.

The Chinese are passionately addicted to gambling, and the endless
variety of games of chance in common use among them does credit to
their ingenuity and invention, for it is not likely that they have
learned anything from their neighbours. The respectable merchant,
who devotes the hours of daylight assiduously to his business,
sparing no labour in adjusting the most trifling items of account,
will win or lose thousands of dollars overnight with imperturbable
complacency. Every grade of society is imbued with the passion. I
have amused myself watching the coolies in the streets of Tientsin
gambling for their dinner. The itinerant cooks carry with them, as
part of the wonderful epitome of a culinary establishment with which
they perambulate the streets, a cylinder of bamboo, containing a
number of sticks on which are inscribed certain characters. These
mystic symbols are shaken up in the tube, the candidate for hot
dumpling draws one, and according to the writing found on it, so
does he pay for his repast. So attractive is gambling in any form
to the Chinese, that a Tientsin coolie will generally prefer to
risk paying double for the remote chance of getting a meal for
nothing. On one occasion I volunteered to act as proxy for a hungry
coolie who was about to try his luck. The offer was accepted with
eagerness, and I was fortunate enough to draw my constituent a
dinner for nothing. I was at once put down as a professor of the
black art, and literally besieged by a crowd of others, all begging
me to do them a similar favour, which, of course, I prudently
declined. Had I indeed been successful a second time, the dispenser
of the tempting morsels would certainly have protested against my
interference as an invasion of his prerogative, which is to win, and
not to lose.

The Chinese gamblers are, of course, frequently ruined by the
practice. They become desperate after a run of ill luck; every
consideration of duty and interest is sunk, and they play for stakes
which might have startled even the Russian nobles, who used to
gamble for serfs. In the last crisis of all, a dose of opium settles
all accounts pertaining to this world.

In games of skill the Chinese are no less accomplished. Dominoes,
draughts, chess, and such like, are to be seen in full swing at
every tea-house, where the people repair to gossip and while away
the evening. The little groups one sees in these places exhibit
intense interest in their occupation; the victory is celebrated by
the child-like exultation of the winner, and any pair of Chinese
draught-players may have sat for Wilkie's celebrated picture.




CHAPTER II.

TIENTSIN TO PEKING.


There are several modes of going from Tientsin to Peking. The most
common is in a mule cart, which is not exactly a box, but a board
laid on wheels with a blue cotton covering arched over it. The cart
is not long enough to enable one to lie down full length, nor is it
high enough to enable him to sit upright in the European fashion.
It has no springs; the roads are generally as rough as negligence
can leave them; it is utterly impossible to keep out the dust;
and the covering gives but slight protection from the sun. A ride
in a Chinese cart is exquisite torture to a European. It is true
that experience teaches those who are so unfortunate as to need
it several "dodges" by which to mitigate their sufferings, such
as filling the cart entirely with straw, and then squeezing into
the middle of it. But then the traveller must have some means of
securing the feet to prevent being pitched out bodily, and he must
hold on to the frame-work of the side by both hands to break the
shock of sudden jerks. With all that he will come off his journey
feeling in every bone of his body as if he had been passed through
a mangle. That the Chinese do not suffer from such treatment I can
only attribute to a deficiency in their nervous system. If they
suffered in anything like the same degree that a European does,
they would have invented a more comfortable conveyance before the
Christian era. But the only improvement in comfort I ever heard of
is in the carts made for the great mandarins, which have the wheels
placed far back, so that between the axle-tree and the saddle the
shafts may have an infinitesimal amount of spring in them.

The next mode of travelling is on horseback, which, if you happen
to have your own saddle and bridle, is very pleasant, provided the
weather is not too hot or too cold. There are plenty of inns on the
road-side where you can rest and refresh yourself; but woe betide
the luckless traveller who, like myself, nauseates the Chinese
_cuisine_, should he have neglected to provide himself with a few
creature comforts to his own liking.

The weather was excessively hot, and judging that there would be
many calls on our stamina before our long journey was done, we
prudently husbanded our strength at the outset. We therefore chose
the slower but more luxurious (!) means of conveyance by boat up the
Peiho river to Tungchow, a walled city twelve miles from Peking.
Boat travelling in the north has not been brought to such a state
of perfection as in the creek and canal country in Chekiang and
Keangsoo. In the latter provinces it is practically the only means
of travelling, and though slow, is most comfortable. In the north
the boats are a smaller edition of those used for transporting
merchandise, the only convenience they have being a moveable roof.
In two such craft our party embarked on the night of 5th August,
1861, and at 11 p.m., by moonlight, we languidly shoved off from
the filthy banks of the Peiho river, the few friends who were kind
enough to see us off, with a refinement of politeness worthy of a
Chinaman, refusing a parting glass, knowing that we had none to
spare. Our sails were of little assistance, so after threading our
way through the fleet of boats that lay anyhow in the first two
reaches, our stout crews landed with their towing line, by which
means we slowly and painfully ascended the stream. Tientsin, as I
have said, is the filthiest of all filthy cities; and the essence
of its filth is accumulated on the banks of the river, forming an
excellent breakwater, which grows faster than the water can wash
it away. The putrid mass is enough, one would think, to breed a
plague, and yet the water used by the inhabitants is drawn from this
river! It was pleasant, indeed, to escape from this pestilential
atmosphere, and to inhale the cool fresh air of the country for
an hour or two before turning in, as we reflected on the long and
tedious journey we had before us, embracing the whole breadth of the
continents of Asia and Europe.

The voyage to Tungchow was monotonous in the extreme. Nothing of
the country could be seen; for though the water was high enough at
the time to have enabled us to look over the low flat banks, the
standing crops effectually shut in our view. Four days were occupied
in travelling 400 li. We had engaged double crews, in order that
we might proceed night and day without stopping, but it was really
hard work for them, and we did not like to press them too much.
There is no regular towing path on the banks of the Peiho, and at
night the men floundered in the wet mud amongst reeds. A youngster
of the crew gave us a great deal of trouble--always shirking his
work and complaining of hunger. He was a wag, however, and kept both
us and the crew in amusement. I have noticed in nearly all Chinese
boat-crews there is a character of this sort, whose business seems
to be to work as little as possible himself, and keep up a running
fire of wit to beguile the toil of the others. A good story-teller
is much valued among them. We had also an old man, whose chief
business was to boil rice and vegetables for the others, and to
steer the boat. His kitchen duties were no sinecure, for the men did
get through an incredible quantity of rice in the course of the day.
Rice is a poor thing to work on; it is a fuel quickly consumed, and
requires constant renewal.

It is the nature of Chinese boatmen to be constantly asking for
money. The custom is to pay about half the fare in advance before
starting, and the other half when the journey is completed. But no
sooner are you fairly under way, than a polite request is made for
money to buy rice. It is in vain you remind them of the dollars you
have just paid as a first instalment. That has gone to the owner
of the boat, of course, but as for them, the boatmen, they have
nothing to eat, and cannot go on. Defeated in your arguments you
nevertheless remain firm in your purpose; the morning, noon, and
evening meals succeed each other in due course. Every one is to
be the last, and is followed by the most touching appeals to your
benevolence--they will go down on their knees, they will whine and
cry, they will beat frantically on their empty stomachs, and tell
you "they are starving" in tones and gestures that ought properly
to melt the heart of a stone. It is in vain that you deride their
importunity; it is in vain that you reproach them with their
improvidence. You sternly order them to their work, but are met by
the unanswerable question, how can they work without food? You--if
you have gone through the ordeal before--know well that you will
have no trouble on this score on the second day out.

Has any one ever tried to arrive at the exact value of a Chinese
measure of distance? Their li has no doubt been reduced to so many
yards, feet, and inches, equal to about one-third of an English
mile, on paper; but on the road it is the vaguest term possible. Ask
a countryman how far it is to Chung-dsz, and he will answer after
a great deal of prevarication ten li. Walk about that distance and
inquire again, and you are told it is fifteen li. This will puzzle
you if you are a stranger, but go on another half mile, and you find
you are at your destination. In the common acceptation of the word,
I am convinced it is more a measure of time than distance, and
100 li is an average day's journey. Our Tientsin boatmen put this
very prominently when questioned, as they were nearly every hour
of the day, as to how far we still were from Tungchow, one of them
answered, "If you travel quick it is about 100 li, but if slow it is
well on to 200!"

[Illustration: TUNG CHOW PAGODA.

  (Page 27.)]

In the first part of our journey we met with no traffic on the
river, but towards Tungchow we passed large fleets of junks bound
upwards and a few bound down. John Bell says of this river, "I saw
many vessels sailing down the stream towards the south-east. And I
was informed there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine
vessels constantly employed on this river; but why confined to such
an odd number I could neither learn nor comprehend." I should say
that during the 140 years that have elapsed since that was written
the fleet is more likely to have been shorn of a few odd thousands
than increased by the odd unit.

On the fourth day, as we were panting for breath, with the
thermometer standing at 97 deg. Fahr., and with anxious eyes
contemplating our almost empty ice-box, the pagoda of Tungchow was
descried over the tall reeds on the river bank, and we soon were
made fast in front of a temple called Fang-wang-meaou.

At this point the Peiho dwindles away into a very small and shallow
stream, and practically Tungchow is the head of the navigation, the
shipping port of Peking, and the beginning of the land carriage to
the north-west provinces of China.

The Fang-wang-meaou is much used by Russians as a depot for their
goods in transit from Tientsin and Shanghae to Siberia. We found
a considerable quantity of tea stored in the temple waiting for
transport. In this temple, therefore, by the favour of the reverend
personages who preside over it, we bestowed our _impedimenta_, and
took up our quarters for the night in a wing of the building.

The Bhuddist priests are in the habit of transacting business for
strangers, and we therefore entered into negotiation with them to
provide us carriage either by mules or camels, from Tungchow to
Chan-kia-kow, the frontier town between China and Mongolia. We
thought by this arrangement we could ride to Peking, do what we
wanted there in the way of getting passports, &c., and return to
Tungchow and take our departure thence. This proved a delusion, and
lost us some valuable time.

There is nothing remarkable about the city of Tungchow. It is
situated on a dead level. From a tower on the wall a view of the
country is obtained, including the mountains north of Peking. There
is a tall pagoda in the city, but as it has no windows in it, it is
useless as a look-out.

I found here two ponies that I had sent from Tientsin, in charge of
a Chinese "ma-foo" or groom, who agreed to accompany me as far as
Chan-kia-kow. My object was to be independent of the Chinese carts
at Peking and on the road, and I looked forward to taking one, if
not both, of my ponies a considerable distance into the desert of
Mongolia. I strongly recommend this plan to any one travelling in
that quarter.

On the 10th of August I rode to Peking, the rest of the party
following in carts. This would no doubt be a very pretty ride at
another season of the year, but in the month of August the millet
crops stand as high as twelve and fifteen feet, completely shutting
in the road for nearly the whole distance. At eight li from Tungchow
we passed the village and handsome stone bridge of _Pa-li-keaou_
or "eight-mile-bridge," which euphonious name gives a title to a
distinguished French general. There are no "high" roads, but many
bye-roads, and it is not difficult to lose one's way amongst the
standing millet. Many parts of the country are very prettily wooded,
and there is a half-way house at a well-shaded part of the road,
where you naturally dismount to rest yourself under a mat shed, and
indulge yourself with hot tea, than which nothing is more refreshing
on a hot day, provided the decoction be not too strong, and is
unadulterated by the civilised addition of sugar or milk. You may
eat fruit here also if you are not afraid of the consequences (but
take care that it is ripe), and some naked urchins will cut fresh
grass for your beasts. This little place, like many others of its
kind, is a "howf" for many loafers, who seek the cool shade, and sit
sipping their boiling tea, and languidly fanning themselves while
they listen abstractedly to the conversation of the wayfarers.

As we near Peking we come to some slight undulations, and notice
some very pretty places with clumps of old trees about them. These
are principally graves of great men, and it is remarkable to
observe how much attention is paid by the Chinese to the abodes
of their dead. Wealthy people will pass their lives in a dismal
hovel, something between a pig-stye and a rabbit-warren, into which
the light of day can scarcely penetrate; the floors of earth or
brick-paved, or if the party is luxurious, he may have a floor of
wood, encrusted with the dirt of a generation. But these same people
look forward to being buried under a pretty grove of trees, in a
nicely kept enclosure, with carefully cultivated shrubs and flowers
growing round. Some of the loveliest spots I have seen in China are
tombs, the finest I remember being at the foot of the hill behind
the city of Chung-zu, near Foo-shan, on the Yang-tsze-kiang. These
tombs, adorned with so much taste and care, were in strange contrast
with the general rottenness around. But armies have since been
there, and it is probable that the angel of destruction has swept it
all away.

I am unable to say from what feeling springs this tender regard for
tombs among the Chinese. It may be that they consider the length of
time they have to lie in the last resting-place, reasonably demands
that more care be bestowed on it than on the earthly tenement of
which they have so short a lease. Or it may arise simply out of that
strong principle of filial piety so deeply engraven in the Chinese
mind, and which leads them to make great sacrifices when required
to do honour to the names of their ancestors. From whatever motive
it comes, however, this filial piety, which even death does not
destroy, is an admirable trait in the Chinese character; and I have
even heard divines point to the Chinese nation--the most long-lived
community the world has seen--as an illustration of the promise
attached to the keeping of the fifth commandment. The greatest
consolation a Chinaman can have in the "hour of death" is that he
will be buried in a coffin of his own selection, and that he has
children or grandchildren to take care of his bones. It is to this
end that parents betroth their children when young, and hasten the
marriages as soon as the parties are marriageable. To this end
also I believe polygamy is allowed by law, or at all events not
interdicted. If a Chinaman could have the promise made to him, "Thou
shalt never want a man to stand before me," he would live at ease
for the rest of his days.

There are no cemeteries in China, that I know of, except where
strangers congregate--when they of a family, a district, or even a
province, combine to buy a piece of ground to bury their dead in.
In hilly countries pretty sites are always selected for tombs. In
the thickly settled parts of the country every family buries its
own dead in its own bit of ground. Thus, when they sell land for
building purposes, negotiations have to be entered into for removing
the coffins of many forgotten generations. The bones are carefully
gathered up and put into earthenware jars, and labelled. This
operation is profanely called "potting ancestors." These jars are
then buried somewhere else--of course with great economy of space. A
house built on the site of an old grave that is suspected of having
been only partially emptied, would remain tenantless for ever, and
if the ghosts of the departed did not destroy the house, the owner
would be compelled to do so.

But I am getting away from the Peking road. Amongst the tombs
of great families, outside the walls of the city, are many old
marble colossal sculptures of men and animals. The same figures,
in limestone, are common in other parts of the country. These
sculptures are all more or less dilapidated; some of the figures are
still erect; many have fallen down and got broken; and many have
been ploughed in. There is nothing remarkable about the workmanship
of these, although the colossal size of some of them is striking.
They are interesting as memorials of departed greatness, and record
their silent protest against the corruption, decay, and degeneracy
that has brought the Chinese empire so low.

Water communicating with the Peiho river goes up to the walls of
Peking, but is not navigable. It forms a quiet lagoon, the delight
of great flocks of the most beautiful ducks and geese. The streams
that run through the city can also be connected with the water
outside through the arches in the wall; and I am told the intention
of those truly great men, who conceived and executed the grand
canal, was to bring the water through the city and into the imperial
quarters by navigable canals, so that the grain-junks from Keangsoo,
which were to supply the capital with food, might be brought in to
the gate of the Emperor's palace. It is not to be wondered at that
this scheme should have broken down, considering the engineering
difficulties attending it.




CHAPTER III.

PEKING.


Nothing of the city of Peking is visible until you are close under
the walls, and then the effect is really imposing. The walls are
high, massive, and in good repair. The double gates, with their
lofty and large three-storied towers over them, and the general
solid appearance, inspire one with some of the admiration which
poor old Marco Polo used to evince when speaking of the glories of
Kambalic, or the city of the Grand Khan.

Once inside the walls you instinctively exclaim, What a hot,
dusty place this is! and you call to mind that that is exactly
what everybody told you long before its threshold was polluted by
barbarian footsteps. Peking is celebrated for its carts, its heat,
and its dust. If it rained much the streets would be a sea of mud.

We pursue our way along the sandy tracks between the city wall and
the buildings of the town for a mile or two, then plunge into the
labyrinth of streets, crowded, dirty and odoriferous. We are being
conducted to an inn which is to be better than any that foreigners
have been admitted to before.

[Illustration: WALLS OF PEKING

From a photograph.

  (Page 32.)]

In our way we crossed the main street which leads from the imperial
city straight to the Temples of Heaven and Earth. This street is
very wide, and has been very fine, but now more than half its width
is occupied by fruit, toy, and fish stalls. The centre of the street
has been cut up by cart-wheels for many centuries, and is full of
holes and quagmires, so that the practicable portion of this wide
thoroughfare is narrowed down to nothing. So it is with all the wide
streets of Peking. They are never made. Filth accumulates incredibly
fast; and the wider the street the dirtier it is, because it can
hold the more.

At last we arrived at this paragon of inns, and passing through the
courtyard, where the horses and mules of travellers were tied up,
we threaded our way as far into the interior of the establishment
as we could get, and then called the landlord. He pretended to
make a great to-do about receiving us, and strongly urged that we
would find much better accommodation at the West-end. This was not
to be thought of, and we soon installed ourselves in a room--but
such a room! and such an inn! and such attendance! and such filth
everywhere! I have slept in a good many Chinese inns of all sorts,
but the meanest road-side hostelry I have ever seen is a degree
better than this swell inn in this fashionable city of Kanbalu.
Our room was at the far end of the labyrinthine passages, and was
evidently constructed to exclude light and air. It was almost
devoid of furniture. We certainly could make shift for sleeping
accommodation, for travellers can manage with wonderfully little in
that way; but we were miserably off for chairs, the only thing we
had to sit upon being small wooden stools on four legs, the seat
being about five inches wide.

There was no getting anything to eat in this establishment, so we
fell in with the Peking custom of dining at a restaurant, and we
found a very good one on the opposite side of the street. This
was a nice cheerful place, with good airy rooms, and comfortable
cushioned seats--much frequented by the Pekingese. Here we always
got a good dinner, and met good society. We could not stomach the
pure native messes, but as they had always abundance of good mutton
and fish (kept alive on the premises till wanted), also rice, clean
and white, with a little preliminary instruction in our manner of
living, the _cuisiniere_ hit off our taste to a nicety. We had our
own knives and forks to eat with, and our own good liquor to season
the repast, so in Peking we may be said to have lived well.

We used to meet a strange mixture of people in this
restaurant--natives of Canton, Yunnan, Szechune, Shansi--in short,
of every part of China; men whose lawful occasions brought them to
the capital. Most of them were merchants, and I presume the students
who flock to Peking in such number form little cliques of their own.
These fellows lead a very jovial life. About seven o'clock, or a
little later, they assemble in parties already made up, and dinner
is laid, each party having a separate room. They eat heartily, and
seem thoroughly to enjoy each other's society. They don't hurry
over their dinner, and they have such an infinity of small dishes,
that their repast spreads itself over several hours. They are very
quiet at the first onset, but as they warm up with their wine, they
get very noisy, and make the whole place ring with the sounds of
merriment. They drink their wine hot, out of small porcelain cups,
and instead of a decanter, a tea-kettle is put on the table. We used
to amuse ourselves by going from one party to another, and joining
for a few minutes in their conviviality. They were always pleased to
see us, and made us sit down and drink with them. We reciprocated
their hospitality, and when we had administered a glass of wine to
one of them, he would sip it with an air of grave meditation, then
slap his paunch vigorously, and, holding up his right thumb, would
exclaim with emphasis "Haou!" "super-excellent."

They have a methodical manner of drinking, which is no less
entertaining to spectators, than agreeable to themselves. The
libations are regulated by a game of forfeits, engaged in by two at
a time. The challenger holds out one or more fingers, accompanying
the action by certain set phrases. The other has to reply promptly
to the word and the pantomime, the penalty for a mistake being to
drink a cup of wine. They begin this process quietly and soberly,
but when an obstinate antagonist is found, who replies to the
challenge five or six times running without a break-down, the
contest becomes exciting. They gradually rise from their seats,
and approach each other across the table, their faces grow red, as
their shouting gets louder, and the repartee more spirited, until
they reach a climax of passion which flesh and blood could not long
sustain, and then explode like a bomb-shell amid tremendous bursts
of unearthly yells from the full company. The loser sips his liquor
with resignation; and the victor generally joins him, by way of
showing himself a generous adversary. I have heard of drinking "by
rule of thumb," in our own country, but this has probably nowhere
been reduced to a science so much as in China.

About nine or ten, a long string of carts (the cabs of Peking),
would be collected at the door, the parties would begin to break
up, and go their several ways to the theatres, or other evening
amusements. They generally make a night of it, and that class of
the Chinese are everywhere late in their habits. I never met a more
robust-looking, or more jovial, hearty set of men, than these, our
boon companions of Peking.

On arriving in Peking, I lost no time in calling on Sir F. Bruce,
our minister there, to get passports put in train. I was fortunate
enough to meet Sir Frederick, as he had just come in for a day from
his retreat in the hills. He has occupied a temple situated on the
hills, some twenty miles from Peking, which forms an admirable
summer residence, free from the putrid smells of the city, and with
a temperature many degrees cooler,--no mean advantage when the
thermometer stands about 90 deg. The building set apart for the English
legation in Peking is, from an eastern point of view, magnificent.
It was a "foo," or ducal palace, has large space for garden ground
round the principal building, while the smaller buildings would
easily accommodate a full regiment of soldiers.

We found that it would take several days to get our papers in order;
for not only was my passport to be got, but my companion had to get
his through the French legation. There was nothing for it but to
make ourselves easy, having done all that we could do to accelerate
our business. Now, at another season of the year, I could have spent
a week in Peking with pleasure, but in the month of August one
cannot go out with any degree of comfort or safety, except in the
morning or evening, and then the streets are full either of blinding
dust, or black mire, in which your horse is always splashing up
to his hocks. However, we tried to make the best of it, and I was
fortunate enough to meet my old friend, Dr. Lockhart, who had lived
long enough in Peking to know the ropes, and who was good-natured
enough to show me round the principal objects of interest in the
city. Another difficulty besets the sight-seer in Peking, and that
is the "magnificent distances" between the various places one wants
to see. However, by sallying forth betimes, we did manage to visit a
few of the many interesting objects in this old city; for there is
nothing really worthy of note in China, except what bears the stamp
of antiquity.

The Confucian temple was the first object of our curiosity. Here the
great sage is worshipped by the Emperor once a year, without the
medium of paintings or images. In the central shrine there is merely
a small piece of wood, a few inches long, standing upright, with a
few characters inscribed on it, the name of the sage, I believe. On
the sides are a number of still smaller wooden labels, representing
the disciples and commentators who have elucidated the writings
of Confucius. The temple contains a number of stone tablets, on
which are engraved the record of honours conferred on literary men,
and to obtain a place here is the acme of the ambition of Chinese
scholars. In the courtyard there are a number of pine trees, said
to have been planted during the reign of the Mongol dynasty, more
than 500 years ago. These trees have been stunted in their growth,
however, from want of room, and considering their age, their size
is disappointing. The courtyard is adorned by a variety of stone
sculptures, the gifts of successive emperors and dynasties. The
present dynasty has been rather jealous of its predecessors in this
respect, especially of the Ming, and has replaced many fine relics
of their time by new ones of its own. There are, however, several
Mongol tablets to the fore in the Confucian temple. A connoisseur
can at once, from the style, fix the date of any of these works
of art, and when in doubt, the inscriptions are for the most part
sufficiently legible to tell their own tale. In another part of
the building there are some very curious old stones, drum-shaped,
dating from 800 years B.C. These have been carefully preserved,
but the iron tooth of time has obliterated most of the writing on
them. The curious old characters are still to some extent legible,
however. The building itself is, from a Chinese point of view, a
noble one, and singularly enough, it is kept in perfect order, in
strange contrast to Chinese temples and public buildings generally.
It has a magnificent ceiling, very high, and the top of the interior
walls are ornamented by wooden boards, richly painted, bearing the
names of the successive emperors in raised gilt characters. On the
accession of an emperor he at once adds his name to the long list.

[Illustration: PAVILION OF THE SUMMER PALACE OF YUEN-MIN-YUEN.

  (Page 37.)]

The hall erected by the learned Emperor Kienloong, although modern
(he reigned from 1736 to 1796), is a magnificent pavilion, not very
large, but beautifully finished, and in perfect good taste. The
pavilion is roofed with the imperial yellow tiles. Round it is a
promenade paved with white marble, with balustrades of the same. At
a little distance from the pavilion stands a triumphal arch, massive
and elegant. The pavilion is intended to be viewed through the arch,
from a stand-point a few yards behind it, so that the arch forms a
frame for the main building. The effect produced is peculiar and
striking, and does infinite credit to the taste of old Kienloong,
who, by the bye, seems to have done everything that has been done
in modern times to beautify the capital. The pavilion stands in the
middle of a large open square, on two sides of which, under a shed,
stand double rows of stone tablets, six or seven feet high. On these
tablets are engraved, in clear and distinct characters, the whole
of the Chinese classics, in such a manner that they can be printed
from. Many copies have actually been struck off from these tablets,
and are held in very high esteem.

The great lamasery is outside the city, but the lama temple or
monastery inside is also well worthy of notice, whether from the
vast quantity of bricks and mortar that go to make the range of
buildings, the extent of the grounds attached to it, including a
fine wooded park, or from the internal economy of the establishment
itself. Two thousand Mongol lamas are maintained here by the
bounty of the Emperor.[1] The other lamaseries are in the same
manner liberally endowed by the government. The Chinese emperors
feel that they have but a slight hold on their Mongol subjects,
scattered as they are over a vast desert, where no Chinese troops
could penetrate, even were the Chinese a match for the Mongols in
a military point of view, which they never were. The independence
of the Mongols would be rather a gain than a loss to China in its
immediate results, but it would establish a warlike race on their
borders, which has been the terror of China from the earliest times.
No doubt, ages of peace have done much to subdue the warlike spirit
of the Mongols, but they retain their ancient habits and lead a life
of privation and hardship from the cradle to the grave. They are
susceptible of the greatest enthusiasm, and at a word from their
chiefs they would be ready to follow them to death or glory. A few
years of fighting would render the Mongol hordes as formidable to
a non-military nation like the Chinese, as they were in the days
of the terrible Genghis Khan. In the present enfeebled condition
of China an irruption of Mongols would be irresistible, and would
sweep everything before it like a flood. The Chinese government are
quite alive to such a possible contingency, and hence the care they
take to conciliate the Mongols. Their forty-eight kings (of whom
San-go-lin-sin is one), nominally tributary to China, are really
pensioned by the Emperor, and every inducement is held out to the
Mongol lamas to settle in the monasteries in Peking. Here they live
in comfort and luxury unknown in their deserts. Their friends have
every facility for visiting them, and carrying back to the "land
of grass" their reports of the goodness of the Chinese Emperor.
The lamas are taken from all parts of Mongolia--we conversed with
several from Dolonor and Kuren (Urga), and many others from the
north and south, the names of whose districts were not included
in my geographical vocabulary. These large Mongol communities,
under the eye and hand of the Emperor, answer the double purpose
of conciliators on the one hand, and of hostages for the loyalty
of distant tribes on the other. The Mongols are as little a match
for the Chinese in craft, as they are superior to them in martial
energy. It is supposed that the Chinese government have a deep
design in supporting and encouraging lamaism, an institution which
makes nearly one-third of the Mongol race celibats--for there are
female as well as male lamas--the object being to keep down the
population of the tribes.

  [1] The first Emperor of the Manchu line originated the scheme, but
it has been greatly extended by his successors.

However, the simple-minded Mongols lead a comfortable, easy life
in Peking, free from care, and with no occupation except chanting
their prayers. I was fortunate enough to witness one of their
religious services in the great temple. The building is raised some
ten feet from the ground, a fine flight of steps running round the
four sides of it. The roof is very high, and the sides are open
all round. The lamas muster leisurely out of their cells, dressed
in dirty red cotton garments, and armed with an enormous yellow
cap, with something of a helmet shape, and crested with a long
fringe made, I think, of camel's hair. They carry the cap for the
most part under their arm, seldom wearing it on the head. About
200 of them assembled in the temple, and sung a chant which lasted
about half an hour. The effect was very striking and solemn, for
the music was good, and one or two of the lamas had the finest
bass voices I ever heard. The apparent earnestness with which the
whole congregation joined in the service, and the deep, devotional
character of the music, riveted our attention with an irresistible
power. So different was it from the ludicrous mockery of sacred
things perpetrated by the Chinese Bhuddists, during whose most
solemn services I have seen a dirty fellow push his way through the
devotees and coolly light his pipe at the candles burning on the
altar.

The analogies between the Bhuddist and Roman Catholic forms
of worship have been so hackneyed by writers that it may seem
impertinent in me to allude to them. But I cannot help drawing
attention to the manner in which M. Huc endeavours to explain them.
The analogies are most complete in the Yellow Cap Lama sect, the
origin of which is described at length by Huc. In the thirteenth
century, in the country of Amdo, bordering on Thibet, a child
miraculously conceived was born with a white beard, and from his
birth gave utterance to profound sayings concerning the destiny
of man. His name was Tsong-Kamba. This prodigy of a child became
an ascetic, devoting himself to meditation and prayer. A holy
stranger from the west visited him, and amazed him by his sanctity
and learning. The stranger was remarkable for his long nose. After
instructing Tsong-Kamba for a few years in the mysteries of religion
the holy man died; but Tsong-Kamba became a great reformer, and
originated the new sect of the Yellow Cap Lamas. Huc clutches at
this tradition, and thinks he sees in the mysterious visitor of
Tsong-Kamba a Christian missionary, many of whom had penetrated
about that period into Tartary. The premature death of the master
left incomplete the instruction of the disciple, who, failing to
attain Christianity, stopped short as a reformer of Bhuddism.

After the service we had some talk with the lamas, who were pleased
to see us, and treated us with every civility. They all speak, and
many of them write, Chinese; and in that language we communicated
with them. The ethnical difference between two races supposed to
be of the same origin could not be more apparent than in the case
of these Mongols and the Chinese by whom they were surrounded. The
Mongols have all an unintellectual cast of countenance, low narrow
foreheads, and a simple and open expression. Their features are not
very different from the Chinese. They have the high cheek-bones,
small eyes, and some other characteristics of their neighbours; but
their noses are on the whole not so short and flat, nor their faces
so rounded. It is not so easy to tell in what the difference between
them and the Chinese consists, but the distinction is so marked that
I hardly believe it possible for any one to mistake a Mongol for
a Chinese. The Mongols have unsuspecting honesty written on their
faces. The Chinese, from north to south, bear the stamp of craft
and cunning, and are much superior in intellect to the Mongols. It
is only necessary to remark the physiognomies of the two races to
understand how the Chinese outwit the Mongols in their dealings with
them, and how the Chinese name has in consequence become a bye-word
among the Mongols for everything that is detestable. It should
not be forgotten of course that it is probably the worst class of
Chinese with whom the Mongols come in contact. They are mostly
adventurers who seek their fortunes among the Tartars, for the hard
life they are compelled to live in these outlying countries is not
at all suitable to the Chinese taste. The better sort of merchants
are therefore not likely to wander so far; and those that do go
are in the first instance below the average moral standard of the
Chinese, and, when liberated from the restraint of public opinion
in their own country, they are likely to deteriorate still more. It
would also appear to be true that demoralisation naturally grows out
of the intercourse between two races, one of whom is in a marked
degree inferior to the other in intellectual capacity. In commercial
dealings the Chinese find it so easy to overreach the simple
Mongols, and the temptation to do so is so strong, that the habit is
engendered, which soon becomes part of the character of the Chinese
in Tartary. The Mongols, on their part, learn to form a low estimate
of the honour of human nature. They know they are victimised by the
Chinese, but they are powerless to escape from it; hence they, by a
very natural process, acquire a settled hatred to the whole race.

[Illustration: THIBETIAN MONUMENT IN LAMA TEMPLE. PEKING.

  (Page 42.)]

But we have not yet seen the great gilt image of Bhudda, which
stands in a separate building erected for the purpose. We failed
in getting in on the first visit, but afterwards succeeded. The
image is seventy-two feet high, well formed, and symmetrically
proportioned. By a series of narrow and steep staircases we ascend
several stories, at each getting a view of a part of the image. At
the top of all we get out on a balcony, from which a good view of
the city and environs is obtained.

The Grand Lama of this monastery is a Chaberon or living Bhudda,
of whom there are several in Mongolia; and as such he is a sacred
person, and a man of great authority among Mongols, whether lamas or
laymen. We had business to transact with this incarnation of Bhudda,
but, on inquiring for him, we learned that he had left on some holy
mission to the great lamasery at Dolonor, a Mongol town a few days'
journey north-west of Peking. We had a letter from the head priest
of the Fang-wang temple at Tungchow, who, though not belonging to
the Lama sect, which so far as I am aware consists exclusively of
Tartars, was nevertheless on easy terms with the Grand Lama. The
purport of the letter was to recommend us to the attentions of
the Grand Lama, and to request him to give us another letter to
the lamas of a monastery in Mongolia, a short distance beyond the
Great Wall at Chan-kia-kow, to enlist their services in procuring
camels for our journey across the desert of Gobi. We anticipated
some difficulty about this, and wished to have as many strings to
our bow as possible. The letter was written in Mongol, and put in
an envelope addressed in Manchu, for the priest at Tung-chow was
a learned man. No one in the monastic brotherhood could be found
who could read the Manchu address, and they had great difficulty
in finding one who could master the Mongol characters in which the
letter itself was written. We were surprised that they should not
be able to read their own language, and on inquiry found that lamas
are not taught to read Mongol as a necessary branch of study. They
all learn the Lama writing, which they call "Tangut," but which
must be Thibetian, as all their books and prayers are written in
that character, and those lamas who live in Peking generally learn
to read a little Chinese for their own convenience. While the
letter was being deciphered we were introduced to the lay brother
of the monastery, the confidant of the Grand Lama, and factotum in
all secular affairs. A fine, hard-headed, swarthy complexioned,
rough-and-ready burly fellow he was, and he received us with his
rude native hospitality, showing us into the room, and making us sit
on the very _kang_ used by the absent Bhudda. Being naturally slow
of comprehension, and his secretary being equally slow and uncertain
in deciphering the missive, the old fellow had many questions and
cross-questions to ask, with many repetitions, which all being
carried on in a very loud tone of voice, as if he had been bawling
to a man on the main-top, began to get rather tiresome. Having
satisfied himself about the contents of the letter, he entered into
conversation with Noetzli, who, having been in Mongolia before,
and in the very monastery of Bain-tolochoi to which we sought to
be accredited, very adroitly led the conversation to that subject,
and soon showed our Mongol friend that he knew all about the
locality and the personal appearance of the head Lama there, whose
chief characteristic seemed to be that he was inordinately fat. No
sooner had our friend convinced himself that Noetzli had actually
been the guest of the fat Lama, than he took us yet closer into
his confidence, ordered the letter to be written, and at the same
time despatched a boy into the street with some money in his hand.
When the letter was finished, and we rose to leave, the old fellow,
on hospitable thoughts intent, protested, seized our hats, and by
main force pushed us back to the seat of the Grand Lama. To keep
us in play he put fruit before us, but we did not know what it was
all about until our breakfast was brought in in a large basin. It
consisted of about twenty pounds of plain boiled mutton, without
bread, rice, potatoes, or vegetables of any kind. All we had to
eat with it was a solution of salt, soy, vinegar, and sugar. Eat
we must, there was no help for it, and we honestly set ourselves
to do as full justice to the unsavoury meal as we were capable
of, although we had a good breakfast waiting us at home, that is,
at our restaurant, our host all the while standing over us like
a taskmaster to keep us up to our work. When no entreaties would
make us eat more, with looks and expressions of pitying regret, our
uncouth friend showed us how Mongols eat mutton by taking out a
good-sized piece with his fingers, and dropping it down his throat.
Then turning to the youngsters who crowded the room he pitched lumps
of mutton to each of them, who, in like manner, gobbled it like
hungry eagles. Our reception at the Lama temple gave us a fair idea
of Mongol hospitality and habits, and impressed us favourably with
the former. A long ride through the dirty streets of Peking, in a
hot sun, was the least agreeable part of our morning's work.

The old Observatory on the Wall is interesting as a monument of
the early astronomical tastes of the Chinese emperors, and of the
ingenuity of the Jesuits. It was first erected by the Ming before
the Jesuits came to China, or, at all events, before they began
to be influential, and afterwards greatly enlarged and improved
under the auspices of the Jesuits. There is even an old instrument
cast out and lying dishonoured in the grass--an orrery, if I
rightly remember, dating from the Mongol dynasty, 600 years old.
It is probable that the Chinese or Mongols were then in advance of
European nations in their knowledge of celestial phenomena. The
great celestial globe made under the direction of Verbiest, is a
superb casting in bronze, and although the instrument sent from
Paris is the finest in the Observatory, Father Verbiest's celestial
globe was the most interesting to me as a specimen of what a clever
man can do under almost insuperable difficulties. Since the fall of
the Jesuits little attention seems to have been paid to, or use made
of, the Observatory, and the teaching of those talented men is well
nigh lost.

The Temple of Heaven, or, as some people call it, the Altar of
Heaven, is situated near the south wall of the city. We had several
miles to go to it from our residence, in a direct line south,
along the main street from the centre gate between the Tartar and
Chinese cities. The street is wide and straight, but very dirty, and
blocked up with trumpery stalls of all sorts, and kept alive by the
incessant shouts of boys and old women. "Apples! fine apples, to be
sold cheap,--those who have no money can't have any," reminded us
of the pathetic story of "Simple Simon." Jugglers also disported
themselves in the street and attracted good audiences to witness
the swallowing and disgorging of huge stones, feats of strength,
and other miracles. The poor juggler does not seem to take much
by his motions, however, for, after swallowing an intolerable
quantity of stone, and throwing up large bricks, and allowing them
to break themselves on his head, thereby creating baldness on the
crown, and otherwise amusing a distinguished circle of spectators
for twenty minutes, he mildly solicits "cash," and has a wretched
pittance thrown into the ring, much as one would throw a bone to
a dog. I could not help wishing him some more useful outlet for
his talents. Another man would stand with a white painted board in
his hand, slightly covered with ink in a half-liquid state, and,
while conversing with the crowd, he would, by means of his thumb
and fingers, throw off such excellent representations of fishes,
birds, &c., with every fin, scale, and feather done to the life, as
one never sees in the most highly finished Chinese paintings. The
talent displayed by these peripatetic artists proves conclusively
that the Chinese do possess the skill to draw after nature. Then
why don't they do it? A question more easily asked than answered.
But we are supposed to be on the road to the Temple of Heaven.
After walking two miles or so down this great street, we suddenly
come to a break in the houses. There is no more street, but a large
open space before us, lying very low, the road being continued on a
raised causeway, on the same level as the street we have left. This
space was originally a parade-ground. It is now a mud-puddle, cut up
in all directions by innumerable cart-ruts, and most unsightly to
behold. But the Temple of Heaven itself is now in sight, the outer
wall stretching from a point abreast of us on the left to the south
gate of the city, which is dimly visible in the distance over the
miscalled parade-ground. The great centre pavilion, with its blue
roof and large gilt top, resplendent in the afternoon sun, shoots
up into the air, the most conspicuous object to be seen in all
Peking. The outer wall alluded to encloses a square mile of ground.
Opposite to the Temple of Heaven, and on our right, is the Temple
or Altar of the Earth, where the emperors of China repair according
to traditional custom on the first day of spring to inaugurate the
happy season by ploughing the first furrow. The little boy who now
wields the sceptres of the khans must be too young to hold a plough,
and I suppose he does it by commission, if indeed he is not too
degenerate to do it at all.

Entering the outer gate of the Temple of Heaven, we are ushered into
a large park, beautifully laid out with avenues of trees, and with
regular well-paved walks. The whole place is terribly overgrown with
long grass, and the neatly paved walks are all but obliterated by
the same. As we proceed we come to a number of rather fine buildings
for the accommodation of the priests. We saw none of these gentry,
however, and the outer gate is kept by a dirty coolie, who takes
a fee for opening it. The great pavilion stands on the top of a
high causeway, the best part of a mile long, with flights of steps
leading up to it at various parts. The causeway is beautifully paved
with square stones, so regular and well fitted that the joinings
can be traced in straight parallel lines along the whole length,
except where the line of sight is intercepted by rank grass shooting
up through them. The altar is in the great pavilion, which is a
circular building of three storys, each story having wide eaves
projecting over it, all covered with bright blue enamelled tiles.
The roof of the building is of the same material, and is rather a
sharply-pitched cone surmounted by a large round gilt ball. The
whole effect is bright and beautiful. The pavilion is ascended from
the causeway by flights of white marble steps, and a promenade of
the same material runs all round it. On the causeway, and at some
distance from the altar, are large massive arches with gates in
them, and beyond the arches, at a great distance, there is another
pavilion of similar construction to the principal one, but much
smaller, being only one story high, where the Emperor comes once
a-year to worship the true God, or, as some call it, the Dragon.
Be that as it may, however, this is doubtless the purest form of
worship known to the Chinese. When the Emperor takes his place in
the small pavilion the gates of the arches are thrown open, and
through them he can see afar off the altar of Heaven, or the Dragon
throne, as you may please to call it. Sacrifices are made on those
occasions; a large house or temple is set apart for the slaughter of
the animals, and another circular tower of green bricks stands near
it, where the remains of the sacrifices are buried. The whole plan
of this splendid monument is nobly conceived, and would do credit
to the most advanced nation in the world. Unhappily, it seems now
to be utterly uncared for. The pavements on which so much care,
labour, and money have been expended, are being rapidly covered up
with grass. The avenues are like a wilderness, and weeds are even
taking root in the beautiful blue-tiled roofs, which, if not soon
ruined by it, will at all events be twisted out of their symmetrical
proportions. It is melancholy to see that what men of large and
enlightened ideas have been at such pains to build, the present
degenerate race do not consider it worth while to hire half-a-dozen
coolies to keep in order. No further proof is necessary of the state
of imbecility into which the Chinese rulers have fallen than this,
that in their own city they should allow such a monument of the
active energy of their ancestors to go to wreck and ruin for want
of a little looking after. I do not see how good government can be
looked for in the distant provinces when the body politic is so
rotten at the core.

[Illustration: GREAT TEMPLE OF HEAVEN. PEKING.

  P. JUSTYNE. DEL         J. COOPER, S^c.

  From a photograph by Beato.

  (Page 48.)]

My opportunities did not allow of my seeing more of the great sights
of Peking, but we have not yet done the theatres. It was, of course,
necessary to patronise some of these establishments, and they afford
great facilities for admitting people whose time is not all their
own. Ours certainly was our own, but we had let it out for other
purposes, and could only steal an hour now and then to give up to
this enjoyment. The theatres are open all day long, and all night,
too, for anything I know. The acting goes on incessantly--one piece
following another without interruption. The favourite pieces with
the actors, and by a natural inference with the audience, are old
historical heroic pieces, which are performed in a wretched falsetto
sing-song voice, and accompanied by the most die-away pantomimic
gestures, even in the chief male characters, painfully monotonous to
European ears and eyes. They are heavy and slow, but afford great
scope for the display of _outre_ costumes, overlaid with fiery
dragons and hideous forms, which delight the eye of the Chinese.
The theatres at Peking are certainly superior, both in the get-up
and acting, to anything else of the kind I have seen in China, and
some comic pieces we saw were so admirably acted that we, knowing
scarcely a word, could follow the story throughout. The houses
were always crowded, and the audience seemed to take more interest
in the performance than is usual in the south of China, no doubt
owing to the language used being the Peking dialect, which is but
indifferently understood by provincial audiences. On our entrance
to a theatre we were always civilly greeted by the officers, and
shown up to the most eligible places in the galleries, where we met
people from all parts of the country, not excepting swell Cantonese,
all dressed in spotless white muslin, as light and airy as if
made from the gossamer's web. We were at once beset by half-naked
peripatetic vendors of fruits, cakes, and comfits, and even cups
of hot tea. The tea was very refreshing in such a hot place, but
our neighbours insisted on giving us little dumplings and other
Chinese delicacies, whose component parts we could not even guess.
It was useless refusing--that was regarded as mock-modesty. We could
only take a quiet opportunity of depositing the suspicious viands
in our pockets, and give them to the first dirty urchin we met in
the street. The Chinese themselves go on crunching ground nuts,
melon-seeds, and rubbish of that sort, the whole time.

Women do not act in China except under very exceptional
circumstances. The female part is acted by men, who, thanks to their
naturally effeminate appearance, make up very well as women, and
the squeaky voice which they practise helps them out. Actors are by
no means held in high repute in China, and they are in general very
ill paid. One of the best actors, who was also highly esteemed as a
singer, that is a squeaker, lodged at our hotel, and he informed us
that he earned on an average about half a dollar a day.

Our lodging being in the Chinese city, was far removed from the
European residents, who all live in the Tartar quarter, and the
gate between the two is closed at sunset. We therefore saw less
of our respective countrymen than we might otherwise have done.
The foreign community in Peking is but small, and foreign trade
being interdicted in the capital, is not likely to be very much
increased. There are the Russian, English, French, American, and I
suppose now the Prussian legations, all well quartered in commodious
official buildings. The Russian is the smallest, because the
oldest. At the time of its establishment it was a great thing to
have a place at all, without quarrelling about the size of it. The
head of the foreign custom-house lives in Peking, and there are a
few student interpreters attached to him, who are in training for
the custom-house service. Two Church missionaries also reside in
Peking, and last, not least, Dr. Lockhart, who has established a
medical mission under the auspices of the London Missionary Society,
on the plan of the one he for many years successfully conducted
in Shanghae. Whatever may have been the past success of medical
missions as an indirect means of introducing Christianity into
China, there can hardly be a doubt that they are of all methods
the best calculated to attain the objects for which they have
been organised. The Chinese are pre-eminently irreligious, I mean
with reference to their own nominal creed--Bhuddism. They are too
keenly intent on minding their worldly affairs to have any thought
to spare for higher considerations. They are entirely free from
the fanaticism which animates other pagan races. Their temples
and priesthood are universally despised and neglected. The only
semblance of religious observances practised by the bulk of the
people, is a very low kind of superstition, and that sits lightly
on them as a rule wherever dollars stand in the way. It is not
unfair to say that they are devoid of the religious faculty, and
are "sunk in material interests." Hence, the didactic inculcation
of strange doctrines is foolishness to them who are indifferent
to any doctrine whatever. Of course I only speak from a secular
point of view, without forgetting that the most impossible things
are easy to the Omnipotent; and he would be a bold man who would
venture to circumscribe the possible results that the future may
develop from the dissemination of the Bible among a reading, and
on the whole not an unthinking people. But the medical missionary
presents Christianity in its most attractive phase, that is,
associated with a noble philanthropy, after the example of the
Founder of our religion, who always accompanied his teaching with
healing the sick. And there is perhaps no form of mere philanthropy
so powerful to exact gratitude from the most unlikely objects, as
that of alleviating pain. The Chinese are probably more open to
this mode of reaching their hearts than to any other. In my rambles
in out-of-the-way places in China, I have frequently been appealed
to for medical aid by poor people who had heard of the repute of
foreign doctors, both for skill and benevolence. And although the
Chinese character is the most hopeless one to expect gratitude from,
still I affirm that if anything can touch them with the sense of an
obligation, it is the ministering to their fleshly infirmities; and
in the case of medical missions, they cannot escape the connection
between them and the religion that prompts them. But I fear I am
getting into too deep waters.

No difficulty was experienced in getting our passports, although
it was intimated to Sir F. Bruce that the passport for Mongolia
was not exactly a thing which could be demanded under the treaty,
and therefore that the issue of such a document might at any time
be refused by the Chinese authorities without infringing any of
the treaty stipulations, the argument being, that Mongolia, though
tributary to China, is not a part of the Chinese empire, in the
treaty interpretation of the word. This is fudge, of course, but
as long as they grant the passports, all right. When they refuse,
it will be time to argue about it. They are no doubt a little
jealous about foreigners poking about in Mongolia: their own hold
on it is so uncertain, and the encroachments of the Russians so
gigantic of late years in other quarters, that is, in Manchuria,
that the Chinese government, who now, if never before, feels its
own decrepitude, does not know which way to turn for security
against aggression. As usual with them, they, in their blindness
to their own best interests, do just the wrong thing. Two schemes
for telegraphic communication from Europe through Mongolia have
been proposed to them, both from English sources: both have
been rejected, from the general and ignorant dread they have of
foreigners establishing stations in Mongolia. Now were their eyes
opened they must see that it is not from England or France they have
anything to fear of aggression in that part of their dominions; but
from Russia alone. But were English or French subjects to settle,
for any purpose whatever, in the Mongolian steppes, under authority
from the Chinese government, no better guarantee could be secured
against Russian aggression. As it now stands, the Russians are
left alone in the field. When they really want to have telegraphic
stations in Mongolia, they will not be refused, and before many
years are over a large slice of Mongolia will be Russian. The
Russians have certain winning ways of their own, altogether foreign
to our system of diplomatic procedure, of getting what they want
from the Chinese. While we are spending millions in sending armies
to fight the Chinese, for questions which are as much or more for
their own interests as for ours, and then as conquerors astonishing
the Chinese by the moderation of our demands, the Russians are in
the most amicable manner possible pushing forward their frontiers,
and slicing off a thousand miles of Chinese coast, all the while
maintaining their position as friendly allies of the Chinese,
in contradistinction to the English barbarians, who are always
blustering and fighting, in utter defiance of the rules of courtesy.
After all it may be as well so. Our interest as a commercial
people is to develop the resources of the world. The Russians will
certainly do this better than the Chinese in those wild northern
regions; at all events, a desert on the one hand, and a wilderness
on the other, cannot be made much less productive than they are. But
the Chinese cannot be expected to view the matter in this light,
and yet they are so infatuated as to nurse the snake in their
bosom to the exclusion of others who would be likely to checkmate
his designs. The Russian government has shown a strange penchant
for annexing vast deserts to its dominions. Much may it make out
of them; but if half the enterprise and money had been expended
in improving the condition of the enormous territory it already
possesses, the Russian empire would have been too powerful for all
Europe. But that is their own affair.

The last thing to be done in Peking was to settle our bills at the
hotel (!) and restaurant, and exorbitant enough they were. On asking
the proprietor of the hotel for his account, he replied, "Oh! pay
what you like." "In that case," said we, "we like to pay nothing."
"All right, as you please," with the most lofty indifference,
answered our host. Driven almost wild by his coolness, we tendered
about six times what we should have paid for better entertainment
anywhere else. The wretch turned up his nose at it with a
supercilious air that nearly roused the British lion. The restaurant
was as unconscionable in its demands, but we had something
substantial for our money there, and did not so much object; but
to pay through the nose for a corner to sleep in, which no gentleman
would think fit for his hounds, did go sorely against the grain. I
cannot imagine what makes things so dear in Peking, nor do I believe
they are so dear to the initiated. One thing is cheap, and that is
ice, and the most refreshing sight we saw during our stay in the
capital, was the cartloads of the precious commodity being carried
about in large square blocks; and how did we pity our friends whom
we had left in Shanghae, sweltering through the worst part of the
summer without this luxury--I ought to say necessary--in such a
climate. No care is taken of ice in Peking. It is collected and
thrown into large pits, and may melt as much as it likes. If there
was any chance of its falling short, it would simply be a question
of a few thousand tons more to be thrown into the heap in the winter.

[Illustration: PART OF THE EMPEROR'S PALACE, YUEN-MIN-YUEN.

DESTROYED 1860.]

The local bank-notes in Peking are a great convenience. They are
issued in amounts from 1000 cash (about a dollar) and upwards, and
are in universal use in the city. The use of them saves the natives
from lugging about huge strings of copper cash, the only coinage
of China, 50 lbs. weight of which are worth about sixty shillings.
These notes are not current outside the city walls, however, and
here is an inconvenience; for whatever cash balance you may have
in that medium must be paid away for something or other before you
leave. It would be possible to change them for copper cash or Sycee
silver, but that would involve delay and perhaps trouble.




CHAPTER IV.

PEKING TO CHAN-KIA-KOW.


On the 14th of August, having arranged all our affairs in Peking, we
set out for Tung-chow, where we had left the priests to provide us
transport to Chan-kia-kow. Disappointment awaited us--nothing was
done. We were very angry, and a hot discussion ensued between us and
the head priest, but we could make neither rhyme nor reason out of
him. Here was a dilemma. Ought we to wait till the morrow, and try
ourselves to hire beasts of burden at Tung-chow, with this shaven
head probably plotting against us? Or ought we to start by break of
day with our whole baggage to Peking, and trust to arranging matters
there? To do that even, we were helpless, unless the priests were
on our side. We resolved, therefore, to conciliate the monk. At
this juncture M. Noetzli, who had kindly volunteered to accompany
us so far, being acquainted with the ways of the road, addressed
the priest in Russian. The effect was marked and instantaneous--the
priest's countenance changed--he opened himself out--explained the
true causes why he had not been able to get the mules, and suggested
that we should get carts to take our baggage to Peking the next
day. He would accompany us himself, and help us to negotiate for
transport in Peking. That settled, we felt relieved, and ate our
frugal dinner in peace and comfort.

I must explain the wonderful effect produced by the use of the
Russian language. I have already intimated that this Fang-wang
temple has been constantly used by the Russians as a depot. Intimate
relations have grown up between the Russians and the priests, and
mutual confidence and kindliness has been the result. Several of
the priests have learnt the Russian language in their frequent
intercourse with the Russians. The priests know no other foreigners.
On our own merits we could do nothing with them; but the moment a
connecting link seemed to be shown between us and the Russians, we
were regarded as belonging to a privileged class.

Next morning, we were again on the road to Peking, bag and baggage.
We rode, Noetzli on a mule, which was quiet and tractable enough
till a straw touched his tail, when he bounded off, kicking and
jumping, floundered in a rut, pitched Noetzli over his head, then
tenderly kicked him. _Mem._--Never ride a mule if you can help it,
they are uncouth, unmanageable brutes.

Our late landlord in Peking greeted us obsequiously on our return,
and our old friends at the restaurant were no less delighted that
their newly acquired art of cooking mutton chops was again in
requisition.

Our clerical friend soon appeared with a large, old-fashioned, blue
cotton umbrella. We at once went with him to a shop where mules and
litters were to be hired, and after the preliminary salutations
and cups of tea, we asked for mules, and were told off-hand that
they had none. This we knew to be untrue, because we had seen them.
We tried several others, but met with the same reply. This looked
hopeful, indeed, and it seemed there was nothing left for us that
day, but to go to the theatre, where we saw some good acting and an
audience thoroughly enjoying it; and so we drowned our own troubles
for a time. The next expedient was to order as good a dinner as our
ingenuity could devise, out of the materials at hand. A good dinner
is a wonderful soother, and has been, perhaps, too much overlooked
by philosophers.

The next day, 16th of August, our priest, worn out in our service,
came and reported himself sick. He had feverish symptoms, for which
we administered quinine.

This break-down of our mainstay was unfortunate, for as we could
not get on with his assistance, how could we manage without it?
The mule-proprietors still maintained in the morning that there
were no mules to be had; but at mid-day they sent to say we could
have as many as we liked, at slightly exorbitant prices. We
thereupon engaged eight pack-mules at four taels[2] each, and three
mule-litters at eight taels each, to convey us and our belongings
to Chan-kia-kow, distant about 400 li, or a four days' journey.
It is difficult to divine why it was that these crafty dealers so
obstinately maintained the non-existence of the mules. They refused
even to listen to an offer on the first day. They were prepared to
demand an extortionate price, and we were equally prepared to pay
it, but they determined to play with us a little, in order to work
our feelings up to the requisite pitch. And when they had reduced
us to despair, they thought we would be in a proper frame of mind
to accede to their demands, however extravagant they might be. But
now everything was satisfactorily arranged, and the mules were to be
sent to us early in the morning. The fare amounted to sixty taels
in all, of which we paid one-third on the signing of the contract,
one-third when the mules were loaded, and the balance on arrival at
Chan-kia-kow.

  [2] 1 tael equal to 6s. 6d.

My ma-foo now made himself very busy. Up to this time he had done
little but entertain me with cock-and-bull stories about his
late master, and his reasons for leaving his service, at every
favourable opportunity appealing to me for my opinion, as to
whether he was a "good man." I always answered in the negative, but
he solaced himself with the reflection that I would find him out
and do him justice when we got to Chan-kia-kow. Now that we were
about starting, we thought of many little things we wanted for our
comfort on the journey, and who so eligible to make the purchases
as "ma-foo." His eagle eye discerned in this a fine scope for his
energies, for nothing tickles a Chinaman so much as to have money
passing through his hands. "Ma-foo" set to work manfully, and was
proceeding very satisfactorily to all parties, bringing the articles
we wanted, and rendering an account of the prices paid, until he
brought me a coarse cotton bag, which he put in at two dollars.
"No," I said, "I won't have it at that price. Take it back to the
shop." By and by, he re-appeared with the bag, and offered it for
a dollar and a-half. I refused it; and sent him back to the shop.
After a while, he returned to the charge with the wretched bag:
told me he could not take it back, but reduced his demand to one
dollar. I asked him how he could afford to sell it for one dollar,
seeing he had paid two for it. "Maskee--you take it." I saw he was
"stuck" with it, and that if he failed to realise, he would be
under the necessity of stealing something from me to make up for
his loss. I therefore accepted it--not without making him confess
that he had paid only one dollar for the bag. It was now my turn to
ask him where his vaunted goodness was, seeing he tried to cheat me
of a dollar. He only grinned, and said, in this instance he was a
"little" bad. He was but an inexperienced knave. A clever Chinaman,
that is, an ordinary average Chinaman, would have managed an affair
of that kind so adroitly as to defy suspicion, except the general
feeling one always experiences that all Chinamen are rogues. But
small peculations are considered by the Chinese as their legitimate
game. When they are intrusted with commissions, they look on it
as a sacred duty to scrape as much as they can out of the affair
for themselves. This runs through the whole race, and every grade
of society, from the highest official in the empire to the meanest
beggar.

In case these remarks should be taken to contain a general
sweeping charge of dishonesty against the whole Chinese race, I
must explain myself a little more fully. The system of peculation
is recognised in China, as a legitimate source of emolument; and
within certain limits, arbitrarily fixed by custom, it is not held
to be inconsistent with honesty. The government connive at it to
an alarming extent, by paying responsible officers mere nominal
salaries, leaving it to their own ingenuity to improve their
fortunes. But with all that, it is a rare thing for a Chinaman to
betray a trust; the best proof of which is that they are trusted,
under the slenderest of guarantees, with large sums of money.
Among the respectable class of merchants, their word is as good as
their bond. A bargain once concluded is unflinchingly adhered to.
Their slipperiness is exhausted in the preliminary negotiations.
Their "cheating" is conducted on certain broad and well understood
principles. But for practical honesty, the Chinese may well excite
the admiration of many who think themselves vastly superior. When
we were at war with the Viceroy of Canton, the European factories
were burnt, and foreigners compelled to abandon the place, leaving
a great deal of property in the hands of Chinese merchants.
Repudiation never occurred to these Chinamen's minds. On the
contrary, they found their way to Hong-kong, during the blockade
of the Canton river, for the purpose of settling accounts with the
foreigners. China contains good and bad in about the same proportion
as other countries. Old John Bell says of them:--"They are honest,
and observe the strictest honour and justice in their dealings. It
must, however, be acknowledged, that not a few of them are much
addicted to knavery, and well skilled in the art of cheating. They
have, indeed, found many Europeans as great proficients in that art
as themselves." A very fair summary of Chinese character.

Bright and early in the morning the mules and litters came, and
we were three hours at work, loading and arranging everything. It
required a good deal of management, as the loads are not lashed on
the mules' backs, but balanced, so that they must be pretty equally
divided on each side of the pack-saddle.

We had somehow nine mules instead of eight. We had under 3000 lbs.
weight of baggage to carry. That did not give a full load to each
mule, for they are reputed to carry 300 catties, or 400 lbs. each.
The loads of our team averaged 325 lbs.

The mule litter, used in the north of China, is a large palanquin
suspended on the backs of two mules, length-wise. Strong leather
bands connect the points of the shafts, resting on the saddles of
the respective mules. An iron pin, fixed in the top of the saddle,
passes through a hole in the leather, and so keeps it in its place.
The shafts are, of course, a good length, to reach from one mule to
the other, and to leave the animals plenty of room to walk. There
is, consequently, a good deal of spring in the machine. The motion
is not at all disagreeable; compared with a cart, it is luxurious.
There is hardly room in the palanquin to stretch out full length,
but in other respects it is very commodious, having room in the
bottom for a good quantity of baggage.

About 10 o'clock on the 17th August our caravan moved slowly out
of the courtyard of the inn, which we left with no regret, and we
slowly felt our way through the dusty, crowded streets of Peking
towards the North Gate, which was our exit from the city. I was on
horseback, intending to get into my litter should the sun prove too
powerful, which it did when we got to the sandy plain a little way
outside the city. The slow pace of the mules was most disheartening,
but I had yet to learn much patience in travelling.

Our first resting-place was at Sha-ho, a village sixty li or twenty
miles from Peking. Here we made ourselves a dinner, and fed the
cattle. There are two very fine old stone bridges at Sha-ho, but the
river that runs under them is only a ditch now. It was drawing late
in the afternoon before we were on the road again, and we had not
gone many miles before darkness came. The country is well cultivated
with cereals, the chief crop being Barbadoes millet, standing from
ten to fifteen feet high. Strips of cotton plants appear here and
there. It is a delicate-looking plant in this part of the country.
The last five miles of the road to Nankow is very rough and stony,
and as the night was dark when we passed it, our animals had great
difficulty in keeping their legs. About 11 p.m. we arrived at the
inn at Nankow, and created a scene of no small confusion by our
entry into the courtyard. It was already filled with travellers'
gear of all sorts, and it was long before we could pick out a clear
space to unload our mules. The fitful glimmer of the dimmest of all
lanterns helped to make the darkness visible, but did not assist
us in clearing the heels of horses, mules, and donkeys that were
straggling all over the place. In the midst of the Babel of tongues,
and the senseless yells of our fellow-travellers, as they one
after another awoke in a nightmare, we were fain to retreat to our
dormitory, and with a scant supper, lay down to rest hoping to find
everything in its place in the morning.

The village of Nankow is at the entrance of the mountain pass of
that name. It is for this pass alone that the mule-litters are
necessary, for it would be impossible to take any wheeled carriage
through. In a Russian sketch of the route from Peking to Kiachta,
it is stated that the road is passable for carriages throughout.
There are several very difficult rocky passes on the road, but this
one at Nankow is, I am certain, impracticable for carriages.

[Illustration: THE NANKOW PASS.

  (Page 63.)]

On the 18th August, early in the morning, we entered the defile. It
is indeed a terrible road, over huge boulders of rock. The pass is
about thirteen miles in length, and for the greater part of that
distance nothing breaks the monotony of the precipitous mountain
wall on either side. The remains of several old forts are seen in
the pass, showing the importance that has been attached to it in
former times. It certainly is the key of the position, and the last
step of an invader towards Peking. But it is so well defended by
nature, that a handful of men could keep an army at bay, if any were
so bold as to attempt to force this thirteen miles of defile. The
care bestowed on the defences hereabouts shows the terror inspired
by the Mongols and other outer tribes in the hearts of the rulers of
China.

Our mules struggled gallantly with their loads, slipping and
tripping at every step, and landed us at the outside of the pass,
without accident of any kind, but not without a good deal of wear
and tear of hoof. They even kept up almost their full travelling
pace of three miles an hour. At the northern exit from the pass
a branch of one of the inner "Great Walls" crosses. It is out of
repair, but still the archway over the port is good, and it would
puzzle anyone to get in or out of the pass without going through the
gate.

At a small walled town, called Cha-tow, just clear of the pass, we
halted for our mid-day meal, at a very good inn. The inns hereabouts
are nearly all kept by Mahommedans, called in Chinese "Hwuy-Hwuy."
The modicum of extraneous civilisation they have acquired, through
the religion of the Prophet, is sufficient to mark them as more
intelligent and enterprising than their fellows. It is not likely
that their tenets are very strictly kept, but they are sufficiently
so to enable the Mohammedans to keep together, and form communities
and associations of their own. Mine host at Cha-tow asked me for
some wine, on which I read him a lecture on the duty of abstinence
inculcated by the Prophet. He admitted this was so, but said they
were not over strait-laced in those parts. The Mohammedans have
their mosques at Tientsin, Peking, and in most large cities in the
north and west of China. They are evidently left unmolested in
the exercise of their religion, and enjoy every social privilege.
The Chinese government is really very tolerant of all religious
opinions, and the Chinese as a race are so supremely indifferent to
religious matters, that they are the last people in the world who
would be likely to work themselves up to fanatical persecution. They
are all too busy to attend to such matters. The Chinese government
has, no doubt, shown itself jealous of the propagation of the
Christian religion, but it is its political tendencies only that
frighten them. They have a wholesome recollection of the ambitious
projects of the Jesuits in their day of influence,[3] and they have
been constantly kept in hot water by the Propaganda. They have to
meet ever-recurrent demands by the self-constituted champion of
religion in the East, for the murder of some French or Italian
priest in some unheard-of part of the country, where he had no right
to be, except at his own proper peril. They see in every native
convert a contingent _casus belli_ with some powerful state, and
very naturally seek to check the spread of such dangerous doctrines
by all indirect means. This unfortunate mixing-up of politics
with religion has been a deadly blow to the real advancement of
Christianity in China. And the abuse of the Christian vocabulary
by the Taeping rebels is not calculated to prepossess the Chinese
authorities in favour of the Western faith. Japan is another
country where the government, and I may say also the people, are
utterly indifferent to religion, but where the Christian religion
has been, and is, tabooed with a vigour unsurpassed in the history
of the world. And who that has read the story of the introduction
of Christianity into that country by the Jesuits, can blame the
government of Japan for its arbitrary exercise of power?

  [3] Father Gerbillon, a Jesuit, was the Chinese plenipotentiary who
concluded the treaty of Nerchinsk with the Russians, in 1689.

Huc laments the low status of the Chinese Christians, as compared
with the Mussulmen, and attributes it to the want of self-assertion.
When a Christian gets into trouble his brethren hide themselves. Huc
would have driven them to the other extreme. He advocated strong
associations by which the Christians might "awe" the Mandarins,
as if there must necessarily be antagonism between the two. The
inference from which must be either that the Christians are
systematically persecuted, as such, or that they are in the habit
of committing offences against society. The Chinese government
and people have a horror of secret societies and of any political
associations whatever. But if Huc's converts had been content
to live like ordinary good citizens, neither shrinking from nor
courting publicity, they would probably have disarmed suspicion and
escaped molestation. Above all, if Huc and his clerical brethren
could have divested themselves of the character of spies who had
crept into China in defiance of the law of the land, for purposes
which the government could not understand, and therefore assumed
to be pernicious, they might have saved their disciples from some
annoyance, or, as they love to call it, persecution.

In the inn at Chatow, and in all the other inns north of Peking,
we found a large cauldron of boiling mutton in a central position
in the kitchen. This is kept boiling from morning till night;
and the broth, which, by itself, is by no means unpalatable, is
always handy as a stock for any messes the wayfarers may fancy. A
youth spends his time in kneading chow-patties, which he does very
skilfully and rapidly. These are torn and thrown in pieces into the
boiling mass, and, when sufficiently done, are served out with a
due proportion of broth, as a savoury dish for a hungry man. The
"steward of the cauldron," as Huc would probably have called him,
has acquired great expertness in serving out his stuff. With a
variety of ladles, all sieves, more or less fine, he will serve up
either the plain broth, or nimbly seize any of the morsels that are
tumbling about in confusion in the pot.

Mutton is cheap and abundant here, and is the staple article of
food. The sheep are pastured on many hill-sides that are not fit for
anything else, and the constant droves of sheep that come in from
Mongolia, for the supply of Peking, pass along this road, and are no
doubt to be had cheap.

We now enter a plain about ten miles broad, bounded on either side
by bold mountain ranges running east and west. We cross the plain
obliquely towards the northern mountain chain. This plain must be
elevated more than 1000 feet. The air was fresher than about Peking,
and a very marked difference was apparent in the fertility of the
soil. The millet and other crops were stunted, the soil was arid and
rather stony. The hills are quite bare, but a few trees are dotted
over the plain.

At Hwai-lai-hien, a good-sized walled town, we halted for the
night. Outside the city is a very large stone bridge, evidently
of the same period as those at Sha-ho. Five gothic-shaped arches
are still standing, and another is detached at a distance of some
200 feet, the intermediate part of the bridge having no doubt been
destroyed. There is no water now in the river, but the bed is still
well marked, and the old embankments remain, about 500 or 600 yards
apart. The old bed of the river is in a high state of cultivation
now.

I find the following notice of this bridge and this river in Bell's
Travels. He does not, indeed, give the name of the town, but,
tracing up his march from stage to stage, between the Great Wall
and Peking, it is evident that Hwai-lai is the station referred to.
He says: "About noon, next day, we came to a large, populous, and
well-built city, with broad streets, as straight as a line. Near
this place runs a fine river, which appears navigable, having across
it a noble stone bridge, of several arches, and paved with large
square stones."

Bell also makes frequent allusion to an earthquake, which did great
damage to this part of the country in July, 1719. Many towns and
villages were half destroyed, and some were wholly laid in ruins,
and "vast numbers of people" were engulfed. "I must confess,"
says Bell, "it was a dismal scene to see everywhere such heaps
of rubbish." The district being subject to earthquakes, makes it
probable that the fine bridge has been destroyed by that agency. But
what has become of the fine navigable river that existed in 1720,
and has now disappeared? Has it also been upset by an earthquake?
The river was probably the Kwei-ho, which now runs in another
direction, but some of the gentlemen of Peking or Tientsin, who
have explored the country, will no doubt elucidate this interesting
question.

On the 19th we made an early start, and went at a very steady pace
towards the northern chain of mountains. On approaching them we
turned slightly to the left, and skirted the base of the hills. We
met a good deal of traffic on the road here, all goods being carried
on the backs of mules and donkeys. Coal formed a conspicuous object,
on its way to Peking, where it is used to a considerable extent.

Immense flocks of sheep are continually passing in the direction of
Peking, and we also met a good many herds of horses bound the same
way. Our mid-day halt was at Shacheng, a walled town.

All over this country are the ruins of old forts; and a line of
square towers, with a good many blanks, runs nearly in the direction
of the road. If these forts could speak they could tell a tale of
many a hard-fought battle before and after the Mongol conquest of
China.

This part of the country was hotly contested by Genghis Khan; and,
in the years 1212 and 1213, the town of Suen-wha-foo, and other
places in the neighbourhood, were several times taken and re-taken.
"A bloody battle" was fought near Hway-lai, wherein Genghis defeated
the Kin, a Manchu dynasty who then ruled Kitay or Northern China.
The pass at Nankow, and its fortresses, were taken by Chepe, one of
Genghis's generals.

A story is somewhere told that, in olden times, when intelligence
was transmitted through the country by beacon fires lighted on
these towers, an emperor was cajoled by one of his ladies to give
the signal of alarm and summon his generals and officers from all
quarters. The word was given, and the signal flashed through the
Chinese dominions. The Mandarins assembled in the capital to repel
the invader, but, finding they had merely been used as playthings to
amuse a woman, they returned in wrath to the provinces. By and by
the Tartars did come; the alarm was again given; but this time no
one responded to the emperor's call for aid.

At Chi-ming-i, another walled town, we had done our day's work, but
it was too early to halt, so we pushed on to a small village called
Shan-shui-pu. At Chi-ming-i we met the Yang-ho, a small river that
seems to lose itself in the sand. Turning northwards we followed
the course of the Yang-ho, and entered another defile. The scenery
at the entrance of the pass, where the opening is wide, with a
number of valleys running into the hills, and snug-looking villages
nestling in cosy nooks, is a relief from the dull monotony of the
plain on the one side, and from the wild rocky barriers on the
other. It is a romantic little spot, full of verdure, and completely
sheltered from the north winds. It has therefore been a favourite
resort for ecclesiastics; for, with all their dullness, the Chinese
priests have everywhere displayed excellent taste in the selection
of sites for their temples and monasteries.

The following pretty legend of the place is given by Bell, and, as
he says, it is a fair specimen of the numerous fabulous stories
which the Chinese imagination delights to feed upon:--"Near this
place is a steep rock, standing on a plain, inaccessible on all
sides, except to the west, where a narrow winding path is cut in the
rock, which leads to a Pagan temple and nunnery built upon the top
of it. These edifices make a pretty appearance from the plain, and,
as the story goes, were built from the foundation, in one night, by
a lady, on the following occasion. This lady was very beautiful,
virtuous, and rich, and had many powerful princes for her suitors.
She told them she intended to build a temple and a monastery of
certain dimensions, with her own hands, in one night, on the top
of this rock; and whoever would undertake to build a stone bridge
over a river in the neighbourhood, in the same space of time, him
she promised to accept for a husband. All the lovers having heard
the difficult task imposed on them, returned to their respective
dominions, except one stranger, who undertook to perform the hard
condition. The lover and the lady began their labour at the same
time, and the lady completed her part before the light appeared; but
as soon as the sun was risen, she saw, from the top of the rock,
that her lover had not half finished his bridge, having raised only
the pillars for the arches. Failing, therefore, in his part of the
performance, he also was obliged to depart to his own country, and
the lady (poor lady!) passed the remainder of her days in her own
monastery."

The Yang-ho had been flooded a few weeks before. It had now
subsided, but still it came down from the hills roaring like a
cataract. It runs through the pass, and falls not less than 200 feet
in a distance of five miles. We followed its course through the
mountains, sometimes close to the river. The noise of it at times
was deafening, and one of my ponies could with difficulty be kept on
the path from fright at the noise. The road became very difficult as
we ascended the pass, and it grew dark long before we reached our
halting-place, Shan-shui-pu. When we got there we found but poor
accommodation. We managed to eat some rice and eggs, and surveyed
the premises to find a decent place to sleep, but without success.
Six Mongol travellers were lying on the ground in the outer yard,
side by side, their sleep undisturbed by the noise our party made in
coming into the hostelry. We slept in our litters.

Coal is worked in this neighbourhood, but in a very imperfect way.
As far as I could detect, it is merely scooped out of the hill-sides
where the seam happens to crop out.

At half-past five next morning we left Shan-shui-pu. The road
continued very rocky for a mile or two, and led through an
undulating country. We then got on to another terrace very much like
the one we crossed yesterday, and bounded by two parallel ranges of
hills.

At Suen-wha-fu, a large walled city, we halted to breakfast in a
very comfortable inn, much frequented by Russian travellers, who had
inscribed their names on the walls as far back as 1858.

Mr. Noetzli and I rode ahead of the caravan in order to reach
Chan-kia-kow early, and see how the land lay. Chan-kia-kow was the
critical point in our journey, and we were naturally anxious to
manage matters there with proper address. If we could but get camels
to carry us across the desert to Kiachta, we were safe from all
annoyance and delay for the rest of our journey. So we innocently
thought; but the sequel will show how short-sighted we were.




CHAPTER V.

CHAN-KIA-KOW.


We reached Chan-kia-kow at 1 o'clock, after a hard ride. It is
a large, straggling town, lying in a valley surrounded on three
sides by mountains, and is bounded on the north by the Great Wall,
which descends precipitously from the brow of the hill, crosses
the valley, and up the other side. The town of Chan-kia-kow has a
character peculiarly its own. It derives its importance from its
being the focus of the trade between Russia and China. All goods to
and from Kiachta must pass this way, whether on the direct route
for the Hu-quang provinces or _via_ Tientsin. The result is a large
"foreign" population--that is, of Chinese from other provinces.
Many of these men have passed most of their lives in Kiachta, and
speak Russian. Most of them are wealthy; indeed, the Kiachta trade
has been the means of enriching both Chinese and Russians, and many
of both nations who have been engaged in it have amassed large
fortunes. There is an outward appearance of wealth in Chan-kia-kow,
and more show of newness than one meets with in other of their
fusty old towns. Some new temples have lately been built by the
merchants, and new archways, of which the paint is fresh and good,
a thing rarely seen in China. This being the frontier town between
China and Mongolia, attracts considerable numbers of Mongols, who
bring in their camels to hire for the transport of goods across the
desert, and drive in their sheep, cattle, and horses for sale,
taking back with them in exchange store of brick-tea and small
articles of various sorts, such as pipes, tobacco, &c. The Russians,
also, have had a factory here for a few years, and altogether a rare
motley crowd is the population of Chan-kia-kow. The Russians call it
Kalgan, a name of Mongol origin, meaning, according to Bell, "the
everlasting wall." But it is more probably a corrupt form of Halgan,
or Khalgan, signifying a gate. The name is quite out of use among
the modern Mongols, who invariably employ the Chinese name.

Mr. Noetzli first endeavoured to hunt up some of his Chinese
acquaintance, and a tedious business it was, in the interminably
long streets, and in a rather hot sun, fatigued as we were with a
long ride. After several false scents, we hit on the establishment
of a Shanse man who had been thirty years in Kiachta. He and his
household spoke good Russian, and he was proud to serve up tea,
European fashion, with cups and saucers, sugar and teaspoons.
This was very acceptable to us; and we rested as long as we could
under his roof, while he entertained us with much interesting
conversation, and many cups of the cheering beverage. Having got
directions by which to find out the Russians, who had lately gone
into new quarters, we soon traced them out in a neat little house
built on the hill-side, out of town, that is, beyond the Great Wall,
in the narrow pass leading into Mongolia. Mr. Noetzli, being already
acquainted with some of them, and speaking a little Russian, we
soon made friends with them, and induced them to invite us to take
up our quarters with them. So, tying up our beasts, we abandoned
ourselves to tea-drinking for an hour or two. The Russians were
exceedingly kind and hospitable to us. We were much more comfortable
with them than we could hope to be in a Chinese inn; but we derived
other advantages from living with the Russians which were of more
importance to us. We were not friendless; the cunning Chinese could
not look on us merely in the light of victims who had come there
to be choused and swindled. Our negotiations for transport would
pass through the hands of our Russian friends, who were accustomed
to deal in such matters. So far all was well. But Mr. Noetzli had
sent an express on some time before to ask the Russians to prepare
us camels. Had they done it? No. This looked black rather, but we
resigned ourselves to circumstances, confidently believing that
things would mend when they came to the worst. We now prepared
to play our last card, which was that Mr. Noetzli should go,
accompanied by Chebekin, the Russian factotum, a most indefatigable
fellow, who speaks Mongol like a native, to a Lama convent, called
Bain-tolochoi, two days' journey into Mongolia. There they were to
discover a certain priest, to whom Noetzli was accredited by the
lamas at Peking, and endeavour to get him to advise some of his
Mongol brethren to give us camels. The simple Mongols reverence
their lamas, and will readily execute their behests, even at great
personal inconvenience. This lama was a man of great influence in
his own circle, and we were a little sanguine about the result,
if only a favourable reception could be had. It was arranged,
therefore, that our two friends should set out on horseback on the
morrow, while we kicked our heels about in idleness and suspense at
Chan-kia-kow.

The next morning, 21st of August, while we were at breakfast, two
Mongols came lounging into the place. One of them was the courier
who carries the post-bag to Kiachta, who was hanging about waiting
for post-day; the other was a friend of his, but apparently a
stranger to our hosts. We took the opportunity of asking about
camels, and Chebekin set to work palavering. In a quarter of an hour
the whole thing was settled, we were to have camels in four days,
and we should be ready to start on the fifth day. The price we paid
for eight camels (we really had twelve) for 800 miles, was 150 taels
(L50), and two bricks of tea to the ferryman of a certain river.
Thus we were once more at ease in our minds; the two scouts were
well pleased to see their horses unsaddled again, and we were all
happy together.

The next day Mr. Noetzli left us to return to Tientsin, and we
were rather in a bad plight, not being able to communicate with
our Russian friends, except in Chinese, a language of which we
were almost wholly ignorant. One of them vigorously rubbed up some
English he had once learned, and in a few days made great progress.

While we are waiting for our camels we have plenty of time to see
Chan-kia-kow, but after all there is not much to see. The view from
the house where we lived was across the pass, and looked straight
on the mountain wall on the other side. So close were we to the
mountain that the sun was several hours up before he was seen
topping the hill. The Great Wall runs over the ridges of these
hills, nearly east and west. This structure is entirely in ruins
here. The rubbish that once composed it remains and marks the line.
Many of the towers are still standing. I doubt if the wall ever has
been so massive in this quarter as near its eastern terminus, where
I crossed it a few years ago. Where the Great Wall crosses the town
of Chan-kia-kow it is kept in good repair, and has a good solid arch
with a gate which is closed nominally at sunset. There is no traffic
from the town except through this port, and all Mongols and Chinese
dismount in passing.

One of our amusements in Chan-kia-kow was to attend the horse-fair
which is held every morning on an esplanade just outside the city
on the Mongol side of the Great Wall. It is a most exciting scene,
and attracts a great concourse of people. Several hundred ponies,
chiefly Mongol, are here exposed for sale every morning. They are
tied up in line on either side, leaving the middle space clear,
and are taken out in turns and ridden up and down the open space
by wild-looking jockeys, who show off their paces to the highest
advantage. The fast ones are galloped as hard as their legs can
carry them from end to end of the course, pulling up dead short,
about ship and back again, the riders all the while holding out
their whip hand at full length, and yelling like infuriated demons.
There are generally half a dozen on the course at a time, all going
full tilt, and brushing past each other most dexterously. They go
tearing through the crowd of spectators without checking their
pace, and yet it is rare for any one to get ridden over. Amongst
these ponies are many extraordinary trotters, and many trained
to artificial paces. These are generally more sought after by
purchasers than the gallopers.

A number of men hang about the horse-fair who act as brokers between
buyers and sellers. These men are invariably Chinese. They soon
attached themselves to us, offering their services, and descanting
on the merits of the various steeds that were constantly scouring
past us. Their mode of making and receiving offers is to pull their
long sleeves down and communicate with each other by the touch of
the fingers. This seems to be more of a traditional ceremony than
anything else, for when they have made a bid with so much show of
secrecy, they frequently continue the bargaining _viva voce_ in
the hearing of the whole multitude. The prices of the ponies sold
varied from five taels to twenty, or say from thirty shillings to
six guineas. We had occasion to make some purchases, and paid about
ten taels each for very good useful ponies. One of mine that I had
brought from Tientsin had got a very bad sore back from the last
day's ride with a badly fitting saddle. He was useless to me in that
condition, and I sold him to a horsedealer for five taels.

Large droves of cattle and sheep came in from Mongolia, but the sale
of these is not carried on with so much ostentation as that of the
horses.

We daily, almost hourly, observed long strings of ox-carts coming
down through the pass loaded with short square logs of soft wood.
The carts are of the roughest description, and have not, I think,
a bit of iron in their construction. This wood is brought from the
mountains near Urga, across the desert of Gobi, a distance of 600
miles, and is chiefly used in the manufacture of coffins by the
Chinese. These ox caravans travel very slowly, a journey of 600
miles occupying forty days or more; but it is a cheap and convenient
mode of conveyance. The animals feed themselves on the way, and cost
very little to start with. Camels could do the work, but a camel is
a wretched object in harness, and is quite unable to drag even a
light cart through a steep pass. Horses or oxen have to do this work
for them. The pass at Chan-kia-kow is very stony for some fifteen
miles, and the oxen have to be shod with thin iron plates. The
Chinese farriers at Chan-kia-kow are very expert at shoeing cattle
and horses. They don't attempt to make a shoe to fit any particular
hoof, but keep a stock on hand, and selecting the nearest size, they
hammer the shoe approximately to the shape of the hoof. They don't
trouble themselves to cut the hoof down much, and you can have your
beast shod on all four feet in a remarkably short time.

The head of the Russian establishment had been absent on a journey
to Peking. He returned while we were in his house, travelling, as
we had done, in a mule-litter. Amongst his travelling gear that
we saw turned out of the palanquin was a small sized "_samovar_,"
or tea-urn, which is the greatest institution in Russia, and as
we were first introduced to it in Chan-kia-kow I must give some
account of it here. _Samovar_ is composed of two Russian words,
meaning, I believe, "self-boiling." It is a very simple and
admirable contrivance for boiling water quickly, and keeping it
boiling, without which it is impossible to make tea fit to drink.
The samovar is an elegantly shaped vase, made of brass, with a
tube about two and a half inches in diameter going down the centre
from top to bottom. A charcoal fire burns in this tube, and, as
the water is all round it, a large "heating-surface" is obtained,
and the water is acted on very rapidly. Samovars are made of all
sizes, the capacity being estimated in tea cups. An average sized
one contains twenty to twenty-five cups, or rather glasses, for it
is customary among the Russians to drink tea out of tumblers. Those
who can afford it drink very good tea, and they are probably the
most accomplished tea-drinkers in the world; our countrywomen might
even learn a lesson from them in the art of tea-making. They use
small earthenware tea-pots, and their first principle seems to be to
supply the pot bountifully with the raw material. The infusion comes
off very strong, and they judge of its strength by the colour in
the glass. They put but a little tea in the glass, and then dilute
it with boiling water from the samovar, in about the proportions
of the whiskey and water in toddy. As a rule, they use sugar and
milk, or cream, when procurable. At Chan-kia-kow it was not to be
had, for the Chinese do not use milk, or any preparation from it;
and it probably never occurred to the Russians that they might keep
their own cow for a mere song. The Russian gets through an amazing
quantity of tea in the course of a day, and I verily believe they
consume more per head than the Chinese themselves. The samovar is
almost constantly blowing off steam--morning, noon, and night it is
to be seen on the table, and they never stop sipping tea while there
is any water left. It is as much a necessary of life with them as
their daily bread, or tobacco to an inveterate smoker, and their
attachment to their own way of making it, is strikingly exhibited
by the fact, that a Russian, travelling among the Chinese, where
every possible facility for tea-making is at hand, should consider
it essential to his comfort to carry his own samovar about with him.

During our stay at Chan-kia-kow, we experienced a considerable
change in the weather. The first two days it was hot, but with a
fresher and more elastic atmosphere than about Peking. This is
probably due to the elevation, and the vicinity of mountains. We
had ascended by successive passes and terraces from Peking about
2500 feet, which is approximately the elevation of Chan-kia-kow. A
thunder-squall on the 21st of August cooled the air so much that
we had to sleep under a blanket that night. Next morning was quite
chilly with the thermometer at 71 deg. At mid-day on the 23rd it stood
at 72 deg., and on the morning of the 24th it was 65 deg. It got warmer
again afterwards, but we began to think there was something in the
Russian warnings of great cold in Mongolia, and we did not regret
being well provided with blankets and furs.

As the time drew near for our departure we seriously set to work to
supply ourselves with necessaries for the journey across the desert.
Our Mongol friends had contracted to carry us to Kiachta in thirty
days, but to provide against accidents we allowed a good deal more.
Although we were well supplied for the desert journey with preserved
provisions, wine, and bottled porter, the opportunity of procuring
fresh vegetables was too tempting to be overlooked. At Chan-kia-kow
we found some of the finest cabbages[4] in the world, carrots, &c.
Potatoes are also to be had in the season, but we were too early.
These and some fresh beef equipped us fully in that department.

  [4] These cabbages are said to have been originally introduced from
Russia.

Then we had to purchase two carts to travel in. The Russians and
Chinese always travel so, for it would be too fatiguing to ride on a
camel all the way, they go so long at a stretch--sixteen to eighteen
hours without stopping. The carts are built on the same principle as
those in use about Peking and Tientsin, but larger. They are drawn
by camels. We essayed to make these purchases, and soon found one
cart in good order, barring the wheels. We then asked a wheelwright
to make a pair of wheels for it, but he would have charged more for
the wheels than the cost of a new cart, completely furnished.

It was evident that we could not manage these matters without being
shamelessly imposed upon, and we therefore begged our good friends,
the Russians, to take our business in hand. Everything now went
smoothly. Two carts were quickly found, second-hand, and at moderate
prices. When we had got them we found they wanted harness, that
is, sundry strips of leather thongs, attached to the points of the
shafts, and which are secured in a very primitive, but effective,
way to the saddle gear of the camels. Then the covers of our carts
looked rather weather-beaten, and it would be cold in Mongolia. New
felt covers had therefore to be obtained, and for extra warmth,
nailed on over the old ones. Our wheels would want oiling. We must
therefore have five catties of oil, cost 500 cash. But how to carry
it? A pot was requisite--cost 150 cash more. There was really no end
to the small things that suggested themselves. We had ponies--extra
felt saddle cloths were wanted to protect their backs. And how were
we to catch them when turned out to graze during our halts? Hobbles
must be got for this. We also took some dry food for our ponies
to eat when the grass was very thin, but they would not look at
it, and we had eventually to throw it away to lighten our camels.
What with extra rope, a bag of charcoal, covers for our baggage in
case of rain, lanterns, and a variety of other things, we made up
a formidable list of odds and ends. The account rendered filled
a sheet of foolscap, but the whole amount of our purchases at
Chan-kia-kow, exclusive of the first cost of two carts, came to less
than six pounds, and this included several pairs of felt boots and a
couple of goat-skin jackets. No one travelling that way (unless it
be in the early summer), should omit to procure a couple of pairs of
these felt boots. There is nothing like them for warmth, and they
can be got large enough to pull over your other boots. I used mine
nearly all the way to Moscow, and rarely experienced the sensation
of cold feet, though exposed in all sorts of carriages, and in
severe weather.

On the 25th of August, the Mongol gave notice that the camels were
at hand, and on the 26th they came into the courtyard, uttering
that disagreeably plaintive cry that is peculiar to the camel, and
more particularly to the juveniles. The camels looked very large
and ungainly in the small enclosure, but the Mongols soon made room
by making them kneel down close together, when they immediately
commenced chewing the cud. The Mongols manage their camels by means
of a tweak passed through the nose, with a thin string attached.
They pull the string with a slight jerk, saying "Soh, Soh," and the
animal, screaming the while, falls on his knees, and with three
oscillating movements he is flat down with his belly on the ground.

The Mongols had already tackled our baggage and arranged it to their
own satisfaction, so as to suit not only the weight each camel was
to carry, but to balance one side equally with the other. Each
package is well lashed up with stout rope, leaving a short loop. In
loading, a package is lifted up on each side simultaneously, the
loops crossed over the camel's back between the humps, one loop
passed through the other, and secured by a wooden pin. The load is
then allowed to fall, the weight comes on the wooden pin, and so
keeps it in its place. The back of the camel is protected by a
series of pieces of thick felt, ingeniously laid round the humps, on
the sides, and very thickly over the hollow between the humps. This
mass of felt is kept in its place by means of a frame-work of wood
on each side, lashed together across the camel's back.

Some hours were occupied in adjusting the camel loads and getting
all ready for the start. We did not hurry, as we could not afford
to forget anything now, as we were about to plunge into the desert,
where we would be as entirely thrown on our own resources as if we
were in a ship at sea.

Horses had to be hired to take our carts through the pass, a
distance of fifteen miles, the camels being unequal to the task.
The camel has little strength in proportion to his size. His
formation peculiarly adapts him to carry weight, his whole strength
being concentrated in the arch of his back; and yet in proportion
he carries much less than a mule, that is, considerably less than
double. For draught purposes, as I have already mentioned, the camel
is ill adapted. His pace is remarkably slow, and in short he is
only fit to work in deserts where, comparatively speaking, no other
animal can live. His faculty of going for many days without food or
water, and of nourishing himself on any sort of vegetable growth
that comes in his way, is invaluable to his nomad masters.




CHAPTER VI.

MONGOLIA.


We left Chan-kia-kow on horseback, escorted by three of our
kind Russian friends, Messieurs Weretenikoff, Iguminoff, and
Beloselutsoff, who accompanied us a few miles up the pass, and bid
us God speed. It took a long time for our camel-drivers to form the
order of march, and we had got far ahead of them. So, coming to
a spot where there was a little grass, we dismounted to give our
beasts a feed, thus putting in practice a maxim which travellers in
strange countries learn by daily experience to adopt for themselves
and their beasts,--to eat when they can.

My pony, being rather sharp in the back, I had over-done him with
thick saddle-cloths in my anxiety to preserve him in ridable
condition; for though very old he was a rare good one, but viciously
inclined, having once before had his paws on my shoulders. As the
camels hove in sight, I essayed to mount, but had not got into my
seat when, what with the pony's capers and bad saddling, I came
to grief, and was left sprawling on my face on the stones, which
spoiled my physiognomy and my temper at the same time, and nearly
obliterated one optic. It was painful to contemplate my brave steed
careering about with my good saddle under his belly, and reins going
all to pieces amongst his legs. The vision of a month's riding
vanished away in a moment. A ray of hope dawned on me as I saw my
favourite settle down in a small enclosure, bearing a poor crop
of under-grown millet, but there was no one near to catch him.
After a little, the husband-man appeared, and stoutly remonstrated
with me for turning my cattle into his field. I was in no mood to
tolerate abuse, for my abraded skin was smarting considerably. I
offered the aggrieved agriculturist the alternative of catching my
pony, or leaving him where he was. The Mongols, and also the Chinese
borderers, are very expert in catching horses--their favourite
dodge is to crawl up to his head on all-fours. My friend tried
this, but he was unfortunately too fat, and when he got his hand
within an inch and a-half of the remnant of my poor bridle, the pony
started off and went straight back at full gallop in the direction
of Chan-kia-kow. My heart died within me at the sight. The camels
having now come up, one of the men went in pursuit, and with the
assistance of the country people brought back the renegade, with the
loss of my bridle and one stirrup--not so bad as I expected.

The pass is a narrow gorge between steep hills, with little
cultivated corners here and there. A small stream trickles down
the side, and the road is strewn with round pebbles, which gives
it the appearance of the bed of a river. The ascent is very steady
and regular, gaining considerably more than 2000 feet in fifteen
miles. The road is tolerable all the way, until about the top of the
ascent, which is very rough and rocky. Rather late in the evening we
got to our halting-place well on to the table land, which is at an
elevation of 5300 feet above the sea.

The Chinese are the most patient and persevering agriculturists
in the world. They have pushed their aggressions through the pass
at Chan-kia-kow--on the hill-sides, where-ever they can find soil
enough to hold together--and into the skirts of the desert itself.
They get but a poor return for their labour, however; their crops
seem to struggle for bare existence, and the farmers must depend
more on their live stock than their crops.

In other parts of Mongolia the Chinese have been more successful
in extending their civilising influence into the prairie. In the
kingdom of the Ouniots, further to the north, Huc tells us that
since the Chinese, following their invariable custom, began to
penetrate into the country of the Mongols, about the middle of the
seventeenth century, the forests have disappeared from the hills,
the prairies have been cleared by fire, and the new cultivators
have exhausted the fecundity of the soil. "It is probably to
_their system of devastation_ that we must attribute the extreme
irregularity of the seasons which now desolate this unhappy land." A
curse seems to have rested on the industrious invaders. The seasons
are out of joint. Droughts are frequent, then sand-storms and
hurricanes, then torrents of rain which wash away fields and crops
together in a general deluge, and the land is thenceforth incapable
of being ploughed. Famines follow, and the people torment themselves
with presentiments of calamity.

That all this is due to the Chinese agriculturists is hard to
comprehend. It is not their practice elsewhere to "exhaust the
fecundity of the soil." Huc propounds the new and strange doctrine
that cultivation of deserts is a system of devastation. The truth
seems to be that Huc, with the strong partiality he always evinces
to the Mongols, was over-credulous of their stories. The Mongols,
very naturally, consider themselves aggrieved by the Chinese. The
latter first bought the right of cultivating the prairie, and, as
their numbers increased, the weaker race necessarily gave way,
moving their tents and their sheep further and further into the
desert. The poor Mongols now see, with feelings of sorrow, the
plough desecrating the ground where their fathers fed their flocks;
they look with hopeless regret on the past as a kind of golden
age, which their fancy dresses in a halo of peace, happiness, and
prosperity. The hated Kitat at once suggests himself as the cause of
these changes, and the Mongols delight to feed their hatred out of
the copious store of their imagination.

A process exactly analogous has been going on in the country of
the Manchus, where the arable soil has been occupied by Chinese
colonists, almost to the entire exclusion of the natives. Hatred is
strongly developed there also; but I can answer for it that there,
at least, cultivation has not exhausted the fecundity of the soil,
nor devastated the country.

The Chinese also with whom Huc conversed would readily admit the
superiority of the past. They have a reverence for antiquity, and
whenever they could spare a thought from the stern realities of the
present, they would mourn their hard fate, and exalt the glories of
the past.

The sun had been very hot all day, but when we came to pitch our
tent at night we were shivering with cold, and could with difficulty
hold the hammer to drive the pins into the ground. It is always
chilly at night in Mongolia, even in the hot weather, but we were
not prepared for such a degree of cold on the 26th August, in
latitude 41 deg. All our blankets were brought into requisition, and we
passed a comfortable night. Next morning the thermometer, which was
under a blanket, showed 35 deg. Fahrenheit.

The morning of the 27th of August was as bright and cheery as the
most lively fancy could paint. The air resounded with the notes of
hosts of skylarks, which one does not often hear in these far-off
regions. The sun warmed up fast, and in a few hours dried up the
heavy dew that lay on the grass in the early morning. The pasture
was exceedingly rich, and sprinkled with "gowans" and other wild
flowers, which imparted a delicious fragrance to the fresh morning
air. Many herds of cattle and horses were scattered over the
plain, the Mongol herdsmen incessantly galloping round their flocks
to keep them together, their shouts audible from great distances
in the still air, and the perpetual movement of vast numbers of
parti- beasts gave an animation to the scene which was quite
exhilarating to the spirits. A small brook trickled tortuously
through the plain, where we managed to kill a few snipe, greatly
to the delight of the straggling Mongols, who rode up to us from
various quarters. The only building in sight was a temple which we
had passed in the night, and which was the last brick-and-mortar
structure we were to see for many days. We were now fairly among
the dwellers in tents, and began to realise what it was to be cut
off from civilised life; for, whatever may be the various opinions
of Chinese civilisation in its higher developments, you can at all
events obtain in China every necessary and many luxuries for money.
In the "Land of Grass" we had to depend on our own resources, but
with the comfortable assurance that these were amply sufficient for
us. Our introduction to nomad life was under happy auspices, and we
were at the outset favourably impressed with the Mongols and their
country, an impression which never entirely wore out, even under
very adverse circumstances. I never till that morning experienced
the consciousness of absolute _freedom_. Many Mongol visitors rode
up to our encampment, bringing plentiful supplies of new milk,
cheese, and other preparations from milk very like Devonshire cream.

About 8 o'clock the camels were got in, and we made a start,
halting again at noon near the "yourts" of some Lama friends of
our camel-drivers. This was a short stage, and we endeavoured to
remonstrate with our conductor, but as at that time we could not
understand a word of each other's language, the broad Saxon merely
provoking a volley of guttural Mongol, we made no progress towards
a mutual understanding. We were again favoured with numerous
visitors, and our conductor had evidently serious business to
negotiate, which occupied the whole afternoon. It ended in his
exchanging his pony for another, and getting a fresh camel. It was
close on sunset before the camels were loaded, and a fresh start
effected. During our halt we had time to make the acquaintance of
our camel-drivers. The chief was a Lama named Tup-tchun, a good,
easy man, with all the native simplicity of his race. He was the
responsible man to us, and I believe owned the camels. He had two
assistants; the first a clansman of his own, Tellig by name, a fine,
good-natured, bullet-headed, swarthy-complexioned, indefatigable
fellow, the equanimity of whose temper nothing could ever disturb.
The Lama placed his whole confidence in Tellig, and we naturally
did the same as we became better acquainted with the excellence of
his character. The other had a name I never could pronounce, so I
will not attempt to spell it. He had some taint of wickedness in his
eye, and showed more craft and cunning than the average Mongol. He
could likewise speak a few words of Chinese, hence we gave him the
nickname of _Kitat_, the Mongol name for Chinese, a word abominated
by all true Mongols. He stoutly rebelled for a long time against his
new name, but it greatly amused his companions, and, as he was never
called by any other appellative, he was compelled at last to answer
to Kitat.

The order of our march was this. One of the Mongols on a camel
rode ahead, leading the next camel by a string from his nose. Half
the caravan followed him in single file, each camel being slightly
attached to the preceding by his nose-string. The other driver, also
on a camel, brought up the rear-guard in the same way. The Lama
was more privileged, for he never took any active part in leading
the caravan, but rode about on a pony, talking now to Tellig, now
to the Kitat, and now to us, then suddenly breaking out into some
of his wild native chants. He had a fine sonorous voice, and his
singing was a pleasant relief from the monotony of the way, and when
Tellig joined in chorus they made the welkin ring. The Mongols sing
with their natural voice, and have far more music in their souls
than the squeaking Chinese. The Lama indulged himself in a gossip
with every traveller he met, and would often be left out of sight,
but with his active pony he could easily overtake the slow-moving
camels. When he descried a Mongol yourt in the distance he seldom
missed a chance of riding up to it, to bestow his benediction on the
inmates, and drink tea with them. Nor was the Lama entirely useless
on the march, for the rearward camels were frequently getting loose,
and dropping into the rear, as Tellig and the Kitat seldom thought
of looking behind them. The moment a camel feels himself at liberty
he stops to graze. I have never seen one voluntarily follow his
leader. Great delay occurred sometimes from this cause, and the
Lama saved us much time by riding after a stray camel, dexterously
catching up the nose-string with his whip-handle, and leading the
straggler up to the caravan. The leading-string of the camel is
fastened to the gear of his leader in such a loose manner that a
very slight resistance is enough to undo it. The reason for this is
that if the string were secured firmly, any check in the rear camel,
or the leading one advancing from a halt before the rear one was
ready, would tear the camel's nose. A nose once broken in this way,
it is difficult to find good holding ground for the tweak, and the
Mongols are therefore very economical of camels' noses.

As for ourselves, we each had two ponies to ride, and we varied
our manner of travelling by alternately sitting in our carts and
riding our ponies. We also walked a good deal with our guns, for
the pace of the camels was so slow that we could range at will over
the country, and still keep up with the caravan. The camel's pace is
slow and sure, the average of a day's march being two miles an hour.
The actual pace is of course quicker, but the frequent stoppages
to adjust loads, and from camels breaking loose, reduce it to two
miles per hour. Sitting in the cart is never very agreeable. The
track is not cut up with ruts like a road in China, and the jolting
is considerably less; but it is difficult to get a comfortable
posture without lying down, and sitting in the front of the vehicle
you are unpleasantly near the odour that exudes from the pores of
the camel's hide, to which it requires a long apprenticeship to get
accustomed. It is most uninteresting, besides, to sit for an hour or
two contemplating the ungainly form of the ugliest of all created
things, and to watch his soft spongy foot spreading itself out on
the sand, while you reckon that each of these four feet must move
700,000 times before your journey is accomplished.

Our ponies were tied behind the carts, and all went quietly except
my old one "Dolonor," who was sagacious enough to break his halter
regularly, and follow the caravan in his own way, which was to trot
a few hundred yards ahead and apply himself vigorously to the grass
until the caravan had passed some distance, when he would trot up
and repeat the operation. With all that he fell off in condition
more than any of the others.

Starting at sunset, as I have said, we proceeded all night without
stopping. It was a fine moonlight night, but an uncomfortable one
for us. Not knowing we were to travel all night, we were unprepared
for sleeping in our carts, and suffered a good deal from cold and
disturbed rest. With every precaution to close them in, the carts
are thoroughly well ventilated; but subsequent experience taught us
to roll up warmly, for most of our nights in the desert were spent
in our carts on the road.

At sunrise on the 28th my thermometer beside my bed stood at 43 deg.
At 8 o'clock we halted and pitched our tents. Our Mongols had a
tent for themselves, made of thin blue cotton stuff, and black
inside with the smoke of years. Their contract with us included
tent accommodation, as also fuel and water; but we congratulated
ourselves daily on being provided with our own commodious and
substantial bit of canvas. The Mongols make their fire in the tent
and lounge round it while the pot is boiling. Some of the smoke
manages to escape through the opening that answers the purpose of a
door, running from the apex of the tent to the ground in the shape
of a triangle. For the rest they don't seem to mind it, although it
is almost suffocating to those who are unaccustomed to it. I noticed
the eyes of the Mongols have mostly a bloodshot hard appearance,
often showing no white at all, attributable no doubt to the argol
smoke in which they pass so much of their time. The tents being
pitched, the next operation is to procure a supply of _argols_, or
more correctly _ar'ch'l_, which is dried cow or horse dung, and is
to be found all over the desert. So long as we were in a populous
part of the country, that is, if there were three Mongol yourts
within as many miles of us, we were saved the trouble of going
out to gather them, for our tents were seldom up for many minutes
before a woman would appear bearing a large basket of the precious
material. This seems to be the ordinary custom of the Mongols, and
is a part of the genuine hospitality they show to strangers. Our
halting-places were selected with a view to water. There is no
scarcity of water in the desert, but a stranger would be sorely
puzzled to find it, for there is nothing to mark the position of the
wells. The Mongols have an instinctive knowledge of the country, and
in order to encamp near good water they make their march an hour or
two longer or shorter as the case may be. When the caravan halts,
one of the Mongols is despatched on a camel with two water-buckets
to fetch water from the well, generally some distance from the line
of march. The buckets have a head to them with two holes in it
stopped with wooden plugs. The water is poured out of the larger
hole at the side, while the smaller one in the centre is opened to
admit the air, to enable the water to pass out freely. In selecting
a halting-place, the Mongols generally contrive to combine a good
bit of pasture with the vicinity of water, for this is naturally
of much importance to them, as the only feeding the animals get
is a few hours' grazing during the halt, and that only once in
twenty-four hours. Before the tent is set up the camels are unloaded
and set free to graze, the horses are taken to water, and then
hobbled and let loose. The camels are not supposed to want water,
and they very rarely get it. Their lips and mouth are peculiarly
adapted to quick feeding, the lips being long and very pliable,
and the incisor teeth projecting outwards. They gather up a good
mouthful of grass in a very short time, even where it is exceedingly
scant, and as their food requires little or no mastication, they are
enabled to take in a full daily supply of food in a few hours.

So far, Mongolia is a succession of plains and gentle undulations,
much resembling the long swell of the ocean, and here and there
the country is a little rough and hilly. The undulations stretch
across our track from east to west. The whole face of the country
looks like the sea. There is not a tree or any object to break the
monotony of the vast expanse, but occasionally the yourt or tent of
a Mongol family. The sunrise and sunset encourage the illusion, and
the camel has been aptly called the ship of the desert.

The sun was hot during the day, but the thermometer in the shade
only showed 73 deg. at noon. Yesterday it was 71 deg. After dinner we went
out with our guns and bagged a few small birds of the curlew kind.
We also came across a flock of wild geese, but, as usual, they were
very wild. We had a chase after a herd of animals which have been
called wild goats. The Chinese call them _whang-yang_, or yellow
sheep: other tribes call them _dzeren_. The Mongols give them a name
of their own, _gurush_, and do not associate them with either sheep
or goats. They are really a kind of antelope (_Procapra gutturosa_),
the size of a fallow deer, and of a yellowish brown colour,
approaching to white about the legs. They are exceedingly swift and
very shy, and as the country is so flat it is almost impossible to
get within shot of them. They are usually found in large herds of
several hundreds. We subsequently tried to stalk them on horseback,
and did get some long random shots at them with a rifle, but to
manage this properly there ought to be three or four people well
mounted and with plenty of time. Our poor tired ponies were not fit
for such work, and we never stopped the caravan for the sake of
sport. Some of the Mongols do hunt the gurush, both on horseback and
on foot. I never witnessed any successes, but they must shoot them
sometimes, to pay for their powder and shot. They use a small-bored
rifle, which has a rest placed about six inches from the muzzle,
by which means they can lie on their face and take their aim, the
muzzle being raised well clear of the ground by means of the rest.

We had a long halt to-day, partly in consequence of a crack being
discovered in one of the camels' feet. This is an infirmity they are
subject to, and if sand and grit were allowed to get in, the animal
would become lame and useless. The remedy, which is always at hand,
is to sew a square patch of stout leather over the part affected,
which they do in the roughest cobbler fashion. With a flat needle
slightly curved they pierce the horny part of the sole, and fasten
the patch by means of leather thongs at each corner. This is only a
temporary measure, and when a camel is taken that way, he must soon
be turned out to grass. The Mongols have no trouble in getting at a
camel's feet. They first make him squat down, and then two of them
go at him with a sudden push and roll him over on his broadside, one
of them keeping his head down while the other operates on the foot.
The animal screams a good deal while he is being turned over, but
once down he resigns himself helplessly to his fate.

We did not get off till five o'clock in the afternoon. The night was
cloudy and no dew fell, and consequently it was not nearly so cold
as the night before. The difference in temperature between a cloudy
and a clear night is very marked in Mongolia.

We were now leaving the good pastures and the numerous herds of
cattle behind, and on the morning of the 29th August we found
ourselves getting into a very desert country with only a little
scrub grass, of which our poor ponies found it hard work to make a
meal. No horses or cattle were seen in this part, and the country
seemed only capable of supporting sheep and camels. About eleven
o'clock we halted, and encamped on almost bare sand. Not a single
"yourt" was in sight, and, for the first time, we had no visitors.
This must have been a relief to our Mongols, for they were compelled
by custom and their natural hospitality to receive and be civil to
all comers, and it was not easy for them to snatch even an hour's
sleep. This must have been a great privation, for their mode of
travelling all night precluded their getting any sleep at all,
except on the backs of their camels while on the march, and in their
tent during the six hours' halt in the day; and as that was broken
up by cooking and eating, pitching and striking tents, loading and
unloading camels, and other necessary matters, and the frequent and
protracted visits from neighbouring yourts, or travellers on the
road, our poor Tartars had often to go for days together with hardly
any sleep at all. But they never complained, and certainly were
never betrayed into any rudeness to their inconsiderate countrymen.

We started again at 4.30 in the afternoon, and continued through
gentle undulations, proceeding, as before, all through the night.
Before morning we passed some rocky places over low hills, which
sadly disturbed our sleep in the carts--in fact, our usual night's
rest, while on the move, was far from being uninterrupted or
comfortable, and it was only our fatigue and exposure to the air all
day that enabled us to sleep at all under such circumstances. The
rough hilly part was again succeeded by low undulations continually
unfolding before us, and which became painfully monotonous to the
eye. Distances are altogether deceptive, partly owing to the smooth,
unbroken surface of the country, and partly to the mirage which is
always dancing on the horizon, making small objects look large, and
sometimes lifting them up into the air and giving them a variety of
fantastic shapes.

About 11 o'clock on the 30th of August we halted, and went through
our usual process of cooking and eating. We began to find that one
meal a day did not suit our habits, and we soon learned to keep
out a certain quantity of biscuit and cold meat when we had it,
so that we could make a breakfast or a supper without stopping to
unload the camels. To these materials we added a handful of tea or
some chocolate-paste, and in the morning rode up on our ponies to
any yourt we happened to see that was smoking, and there made our
breakfast. In the evening we often managed to do the same, but it
frequently happened that we had no opportunity of doing this.

But I have not explained what a "yourt" is. It is simply the
habitation of a Mongol family--a tent, but of a more permanent
construction than the ordinary travelling tent. It consists of a
frame of light trellis work covered with thick felt, is circular
in form, with a conical shaped roof, but nearly flat. A hole in
the apex of the roof lets out the smoke from the argol fire which
burns all day in the middle of the tent. At night, when the fire is
out, and before the inmates retire to rest, the hole in the roof
is covered up. I did not measure the upright part of the wall of
the tent, but it is under five feet, and you cannot enter without
stooping. The tent is about fifteen feet in diameter. A piece of
felt hanging from the top forms a door. The Mongols sleep on mats
laid on the ground, and pack very close. They have no bedding, but
sleep generally in their clothes, merely loosing their girdles. In
addition to the family, I have frequently observed a number of young
kids brought into the tent for shelter on cold nights. When the
owner decides on moving to better pastures, his yourt is packed up
in a few hours and laid on the back of a camel, or, failing that,
two oxen answer the purpose. Although yourt is the name always
used by foreigners, I never heard it from a Mongol. They call it
"gi-rai," as distinguished from a travelling tent, which they call
"mai-chung."

Such are the dwellings of the Mongols, and so much are they attached
to them, that even where they live in settled communities, as in
Urga, where they have every facility for building wooden houses,
they still stick to their yourts, merely enclosing them with a rough
wooden paling. In the whole journey I did not meet with a single
instance of a Mongol living in a house, or in anything else than
a yourt or girai. The Mongols are very superstitious, and certain
rules of etiquette have to be observed in riding up to and entering
a yourt. One of these is that all whips must be left outside the
door, for to enter a yourt with a whip in the hand would be very
disrespectful to the residents. Huc explains this almost in the
words--"Am I a dog that you should cross my threshold with whips
to chastise me?" There is a right and a wrong way of approaching
a yourt also. Outside the door there are generally ropes lying on
the ground, held down by stakes for the purpose of tying up their
animals when they want to keep them together. There is a way of
getting over or round these ropes that I never learned, but, on
one occasion, the ignorant breach of the rule on our part excluded
us from the hospitality of the family. The head of the house was
outside his yourt when we rode up; we saluted him with the customary
_Mendo! Mendo!_ &c.; but the only response we got was a volley of
quiet abuse, in which our salutation was frequently, repeated in
ironical tones, as much as to say, "Mendo! Mendo! you come to my
tent with sugared words on your lips, and disregard the rules of
civility, which a child would be ashamed of doing. Mendo! Mendo!
If you do not know how to conduct yourselves like gentlemen, you
had better go about your business." So we turned and went away, not
in a rage, for we knew we had committed some grave offence against
propriety.

The furniture of a Mongol yourt is very simple. A built-up fireplace
in the middle of the floor is the only fixture. A large flat iron
pan for cooking, or, if the parties are luxurious, they may possess
two such utensils, and sport two fireplaces, by which means they
can boil their mutton and water for their tea at the same time. A
basin to hold milk, and a good large jug with a spout for the same
purpose, and for the convenience of boiling it at the fire while the
big pan is on, comprise all their kitchen and table service. Each
person carries his own wooden _ei-iga_, or cup, in his bosom, and,
so armed, is ready to partake of whatever is going anywhere; and
his small pocket-knife, by which he can cut up his quota of mutton.
A wooden box serves as a wardrobe for the whole family. No tables
or chairs are necessary, and I found no trace of a toilet service.
These, with a few mats on the ground for squatting on by day, and
sleeping on by night, comprise all the actual furniture of a yourt.

To-day, 30th August, we killed some sand-grouse. They were of the
same species as those found about Peking and Tientsin (the _Pallas_
sand-grouse), but were in much finer condition. They were fat, and
of such excellent flavour that they would be considered a delicacy
anywhere. All their crops which we dissected were full of small
black beetles, and the same was the case with the curlew we killed.
We fell in with a herd of gurush, and had some long shots; but we
were never fortunate enough to bag any of these animals.

In leaving the caravan there is always more or less danger of
getting lost. It has happened more than once to travellers. But
still there is a beaten track all the way through the desert, which
is distinctly marked in the grassy parts, and even in the sand it is
traceable. In winter it may be obliterated, but still I think, with
ordinary care, one ought not to lose himself in the desert.

At 6 p.m. we had returned to our caravan and again took the road.
It came on very windy at night, with some rain, and as the winds
were always from the north, and consequently in our teeth, we were
miserably cold and uncomfortable in the carts, so much so that we
ardently hoped that the Mongols, who were more exposed than we,
would propose a halt. We could not do so ourselves, for that would
have given the Mongols an excuse for all manner of delays in our
journey, but we would have been glad to consent had we been asked.
There was nothing for it, however, but to bear our burden patiently.
The few bottles of water and milk we invariably carried with us in
the carts were exhausted, and being much in want of something, we
knew not what, we ordered the Mongols to stop at the first yourt
they saw. This they did at 11 o'clock, and having turned out
an old woman we asked for water. They had none of that precious
beverage (and if they had it might have been bad), but we got some
boiled milk. I did not really want anything, but during the time
the Mongols were negotiating with the lady, our carts were turned
with the backs to the wind, and it seemed that I had never known
what enjoyment was till then. It lasted but a quarter of an hour.
The inexorable camels turned their noses to the wind again, and I
spent the night in manipulating blankets and contorting limbs, but
all to no purpose, for the merciless gale swept under and over and
through me. In the morning as soon as daylight came we got out of
our cold quarters and on to our ponies, stopped at a yourt where
we indulged in a cup of hot chocolate, and warmed ourselves at the
hospitable fire. In this yourt we found a record of the party who
had preceded us on the journey, dated 11th June. Our poor Mongols
and their camels were fatigued, and we did not object to an early
halt on the 31st August. We camped in a very desert place, scarcely
any grass at all; shot grouse for breakfast, and tried to believe
that we were comfortable. But we were not, for if we had no other
annoyance, the impossibility of keeping the blowing sand out of our
food was an evil hard to bear patiently. Everything, even the inside
of our boxes, was filled with sand. Every means was tried in vain to
prevent it from blowing under our tent. We walked about most of the
day and tried to shoot, but the guns were nearly blown out of our
hands, and that resource for the destitute had to be abandoned in
despair.

About 4 in the afternoon we started again, wind still blowing a
gale. The road became very rough, which was an additional reason for
a restless night. We had many stoppages besides, and much shouting
all through the night, which seriously disturbed our fitful naps,
and in the morning it was painfully evident that our poor camels
were breaking down. One of them had several times refused to go
on, and had eventually lain down with his load, and resisted all
persuasion to rise. He had to be unloaded and the extra weight
distributed among the stronger ones, at the risk of breaking them
down also. The truth is the camels were not in condition when we
started. We were too early for them. The practice of the Mongols is
to work their camels hard from the autumn to the spring. Before the
summer comes everything is taken out of them; their humps get empty
and lie flat on their backs; their feet get out of order, and they
have mostly bad sore backs. They are then taken off the road and
turned out to grass. About this time they shed their long hair and
become naked, and all through the hot weather the Mongol camel is
the most miserable object that can be imagined. In the early autumn
they have recruited their strength, their humps are firm and stand
erect, their backs are healed, and they begin the campaign fresh and
strong.

Our progress during the night was very slow, and towards morning
the road became sandy--in some places very heavy. The cart-camels
now suffered most, sweating and struggling with their work in a way
that was far from reassuring to us who had the greater part of the
journey still before us.

The whitened bones of camels are scattered all over the desert,
but in this place they were more numerous than ever. I believe the
camels always die on the road. They are worked till they drop, and
when one of a caravan fairly breaks down, there is no alternative
but to leave it to die on the sand.

Yourts are few and far between, and few cattle are to be seen;
there is barely grass enough to support sheep and camels. We pushed
on till 11 o'clock, and encamped at Mingan, where there were no
yourts actually in sight, but several within a few miles. There
was really little or nothing to eat, and our trusty steeds were
palpably suffering from their long stages and short commons. Serious
misgivings crossed our minds as to the probability of our ponies
carrying us much further, and we were concerned for them as well as
for ourselves, for they had done our work well so far, and we felt
kindly to them as the patient companions of our journey.




CHAPTER VII.

MONGOLIA--_continued_.


Our lama received sundry visitors at Mingan, and had evidently some
business to transact with them, for we soon saw him in earnest
converse with some of the strangers in his tent, passing their hands
into each others' sleeves as if bargaining with the fingers. This
resulted in the sale of one of our camels--the one that had broken
down. Our conductor had more matters to settle than that, however,
but he was prevented by circumstances beyond his control. The fact
is that on such occasions the Mongols consider it indispensable
to imbibe freely of spirits, and our lama had to stand a bottle
of _samshu_, a very ardent spirit made from rice. The Mongols
drink liberally when they have a chance, and the Mingan lama was
no exception to the rule, for in a short time he got so drunk as
to become unmanageable. He began by breaking the tent-poles, no
slight calamity in a country without wood; he soon became helpless,
and lay down on his back, refusing absolutely to move. All idea of
further business was abandoned, and the drunken Mongol's friends
were ashamed, not so much at the exhibition he was making, but at
the mischief he had perpetrated. He could hardly lie on his back,
but they deemed that no valid objection to his riding on horseback.
They therefore caught his pony, by main force lifted him on, and
put the reins in his hands. The pony started off across the plain
in the direction of his home, quietly enough at first; but the
drunken rider began to swing about and stretch out his right hand,
as the Mongols do when they want to excite their ponies to unusual
exertion. The pony went off at full gallop, throwing up clouds of
sand behind him as he went; the rider's motions became more and more
centrifugal until at last he rolled over and sprawled full length on
the sand, apparently with no intention of moving. His friends rode
after his pony, caught it, and hobbled it beside its master, and as
evening was drawing on they left them both to their fate. Another
of the party, not so far gone, was merrily drunk. He tried to work
up a dispute with our Mongols, and promised us some amusement, but
he also was got on his pony by the persuasion of his son, who was
with him. The boy was ashamed of his papa, and did his best to take
him off the field. They made several false starts together, but the
old fellow grew warmer and more excited, again and again turning his
horse's head and returning to our tent to "have it out." At last the
young one prevailed, and they rode off together and disappeared in
the distance. We were now left alone, at sunset, and our poor lama
was left lamenting on his bad day's work, his waste of much good
liquor to no purpose, and his broken tent-poles.

The Mongols are a pitiable set on foot, with their loose clumsy
leather boots, but they are at home on horseback. From their
earliest years they may be said to live on horseback, and the women
are almost as expert as the men, mounting any animal that comes
handiest, whether horse, cow, or camel, with or without saddle. Huc
says he never saw a Mongol unhorsed; but probably he never saw a
dead-drunk lama forcibly put on a fiery steed.

Our lama received Sycee silver for the camel he sold. Silver is
not much in use among the Mongols, their only real currency being
very coarse brick tea. But it is a mistake to suppose, as has been
stated, that they are ignorant of the value of money.

We got away about 7 in the evening. The wind had fortunately
lulled, and we passed a pretty comfortable night on the road,
which was alternately hard and sandy. My "Dolonor" pony, that had
been voluntarily following the caravan, began to find the pastures
getting too poor even for him, who had the privilege of grazing
day and night. The last two days he remained faithful, but on the
morning of the 2nd September, finding matters getting from bad to
worse, he pricked up his ears, about ship, and galloped straight
back by the way we had come. This was not much to be surprised at,
all things considered, and I could not help commending him for his
sagacity. The "Kitat" was despatched on his camel in quest of the
fugitive before I was awake. Had I been consulted I certainly should
not have consented to such a wild-goose chase, but the Mongols
thought themselves bound in honour not to lose anything, although it
was not in the contract that they were to look after ponies on the
journey.

[Illustration: HALT IN THE DESERT OF GOBI.

  (Page 104.)]

It was a very dry morning, but we got water for ourselves and our
horses passing Borolji. The well there was very deep, and we were
indebted to the friendly aid of some Mongols, who happened to have
driven their cattle in to water, for obtaining a supply for our
beasts. The head shepherd had brought with him a small bucket made
of sheepskin, attached to the end of a long pole to enable him to
reach the water. His own beasts were very thirsty and impatient
to drink; the horses especially crowded eagerly round the well,
neighing, biting, and kicking each other in their efforts to gain
the best places. Nevertheless, the polite Mongol drew water for us
first, and allowed us to continue our march. We kept on till 1.30,
when we pitched our tents on the steppe, called "Gunshandak." No
grass at all grows here, but the sand is slightly shaded with green
by a small wild leek, that grows in form much like the Mongolian
grass. We had frequently observed this plant already sprinkled
amongst the grass, but in Gunshandak it flourishes to the exclusion
of everything else. The sheep and camels thrive on it. Our ponies
also ate it freely, perhaps because they could get nothing else, and
when our cattle were brought in from feeding they had a strong smell
of onions about them.

The Kitat not having come up with my pony, we did not hurry away,
and our Mongols availed themselves of the delay to buy and kill
a goat from a neighbouring flock. We also bought a sheep for two
rubles, or about six shillings. The seller, on being asked to kill
it, told us we might do it ourselves. This was not to be thought of,
and our own Mongols were too much occupied with their goat. We had,
therefore, to resort to a little craft, for the sheep must certainly
be put to death before we could eat it. Addressing the man, we said,
how can we lamas kill an animal? This was sufficient. "Oh, you are
lamas!" and he proceeded at once to business. The dexterity with
which these Mongols kill and cut up a sheep is truly marvellous.
They kill with a small knife which they insert into the belly, just
below the breast-bone. Death is almost instantaneous. The object
of this mode of slaughter is to save the blood inside the animal.
Skinning is an easy process and soon done. The sheep is laid on his
back on the sand, the skin is spread out on either side, a strip
down the back being left attached while the cutting up is going on.
The skin thus serves as a table, and so well does it answer the
purpose that they will cut up a sheep into small pieces, and put
everything, including lights and liver, on the skin, without ever
touching the sand. The Mongols have a perfect practical knowledge of
the anatomy of the sheep, and sever every joint with perfect ease,
with only a small pocket-knife, no other instrument being used in
any part of the process. The rapidity with which the whole thing is
done, is astonishing. Our butcher was unluckily called away during
the operation to retrieve a young camel that had been crying for its
dam all the morning, and had now broken its tether, so that I could
not time him accurately. I shall not state the number of minutes
usually occupied from the time a sheep is purchased till the mutton
is ready for the pot, for I could hardly expect to be believed. On
removing the intestines, &c., the blood is found all together in
a pool. It is then carefully baled out and put into the cooking
pan, or _taga_, for nothing is thrown away here. We gave ours to
the butcher, as also the skin and the whole of the inside, except
liver and kidneys. The wandering Mongols scent a sheep-killing like
vultures, and there are never wanting some old women to lend a
hand in making black-puddings, and such like, who are rewarded for
their trouble by a share of the feast; for among the Mongols the
first instalment of their sheep is eaten in less than half an hour
from the time it is killed. The Mongol sheep are generally in good
condition, but there is no fat about them at all, except in the
tail, which is a heavy lump of pure suet, said to weigh sometimes
ten pounds. The condition of the animal is judged by the weight of
the tail. The Mongols use but little water in cleaning their mutton.
The ubiquitous old woman, who instals herself as pudding-maker,
handles the intestines in a delicate and artistic manner. She first
of all turns them all inside out, and then coils them up into hard,
sausage-shaped knots, without stuffing, which take up very little
space in the pot. These and all the other loose things are first
put into the pot, with the addition of as much of the meat as it
will hold. The pot is filled so full that the water does not cover
the meat, but that is of no consequence to the Mongols. It is soon
cooked, and quickly eaten. When sufficiently boiled, one of the
company adroitly snatches the meat, piece by piece, from the boiling
cauldron, with his fingers, and distributes it in fair proportions
to the anxious expectants seated round. They never burn their
fingers by this snap-dragon process. Their manner of eating mutton
is most primitive, and I will also say disgusting. Each person gets
a large lump or two, either in his lap, or on the mat on which
he sits. He then takes a piece in his left hand as big as he can
grasp; and, with the inevitable small knife in his right, he cuts
off nuggets of mutton, using his thumb as a block, in the manner
of cutting Cavendish tobacco. They literally bolt their mutton,
and use no salt, bread, or sauce of any kind in eating it. When
they have got all the meat off, they pare and scrape the bones very
carefully, and when that is done, they break the bones up, and eat
the marrow. Nothing is thrown away, except part of the eye, and the
trotters. The tail is considered a delicacy, and is reserved for the
head lama, or the honoured guest, who generously shares it with the
others. I need only say that this mass of rich suet is eaten as I
have described above.

When the solid part of the entertainment has been despatched, they
put up their knives after wiping them on their clothes, and then
proceed to drink the broth in their wooden cups. If they have any
millet, they like to throw a little into the broth as they drink it.
The millet gets softened a little as the cup is rapidly replenished,
but no further cooking is necessary. When the broth is finished,
they put clean water into the taga with a handful or two of brick
tea, and go to sleep while it is boiling. The tea so made has of
course a greasy appearance, and this practice of cooking everything
in the same pot has probably given rise to the belief that they
boil mutton and tea together, eating the leaves of the tea with the
mutton. There may be Tartar tribes who do this, but the Khalkas
Mongols certainly do not. The tea leaves, or rather stalks,--for
their bricks are made up of tea dust and timber,--are always thrown
away. It is necessary to boil the tea to get anything out of it
at all, and it is of course bitter and ill flavoured. I have drunk
it when hard up; and when it is well diluted with milk it is not
unpalatable, when you can get nothing else.

The Mongol tastes no doubt seem to us very unrefined, but they are
natural. The great esteem in which they hold the fat as compared
with the lean of mutton, is a plain expression of the direction in
which their ordinary regimen is defective. It is well known that
fat and farinaceous foods ultimately fulfil the same purposes in
the human economy; they mutually compensate, and one or other is
absolutely necessary. We thus find fat and oils eagerly sought
after, wherever, as among the Mongols and Esquimaux, the cultivation
of cereals is forbidden by soil and climate.

The value of a scale of diet does not, as might at first sight
be supposed, consist in the prominence of any one article, but
depends on the different ingredients which are necessary to sustain
health, being duly proportioned; and wherever the food of a people
is necessarily composed of one substance almost exclusively, the
natural appetite will always mark out as delicacies those which are
deficient. It is to this want of due proportion in the elements of
diet that we must attribute the comparative muscular weakness of the
Mongols, in spite of the abundant supply of mutton and the bracing
air of the desert. The coolies of China and Japan greatly excel them
in feats of strength, and in power of endurance, because the rice on
which they feed contains a more varied proportion of the elements
that nourish life, the poor quality of the fare being compensated by
the incredible quantities which they consume.

Our Mongols having slept off their first meal and drunk their tea,
put the pot on the fire again, and cooked the remainder of the goat,
on which they had another heavy blow-out late in the afternoon.
The rapacity and capacity of a Mongol stomach is like that of a
wild beast. They are brought up to eat when they can, and fast when
they must, and their digestion is never deranged by either of these
conditions. They very much resemble their own camels in those useful
qualities so necessary to the inhabitants of a desert. Our Mongols
had really eaten nothing since leaving Chan-kia-kow. They had fasted
for seven days at least, and gone almost entirely without sleep all
that time, and yet suffered nothing from the fatigue they must have
endured. They had certainly some millet seed and some Chinese dough,
a little of which they put into their tea as they drank it, but of
actual food they had none. They had now laid in a supply which would
last them another week. They seldom carry meat with them, finding it
more convenient to take it in their stomachs.

Lest it be thought that we also adopted the Mongol way of living, I
must explain that we had a very complete set of cooking utensils,
plates, knives and forks, and every other accessory to civilised
feeding. We certainly had to a great extent to educate ourselves to
live on one meal a day, but that was but a distant approach to the
Mongol habit of eating but once a week.

We made a long day of it on the steppe Gunshandak, hoping every hour
that the Kitat would return. The country was so desert that there
was no population, and only two yourts were near us. Our encampment
was some distance off the track, and we had consequently no visits
from travellers, so we spent a very quiet day. In the afternoon the
camels were brought in, and Tellig and the lama examined them all
narrowly. Their condition was really becoming serious, for not only
were they tired and worn out, but their backs were getting very
bad. They are very subject to this. Nearly all of them had large
deep holes in their backs, which penetrated almost through the
flesh between the ribs. Maggots breed very fast in these wounds,
and every few days the Mongols probe deep into the wound with a bit
of stick, and scoop the vermin out. The animals complain a little
during this operation, but on the whole they bear their ills with
marvellous patience. While the camels are grazing, the crows sit on
their backs and feed on the worms. It did seem cruel to put heavy
loads on such suffering creatures, but what else could be done?

Our ponies were falling off fast from want of food and rest. It was
severe on them to go eighteen hours without eating. But they were,
comparatively speaking, a luxury, and could be dispensed with. The
camels were essential, and could not be replaced in the desert. The
lama betrayed considerable anxiety for his camels, and began to talk
of getting fresh ones at a place called _Tsagan-tuguruk_, where
there is a _sume_ or temple. We gathered from him that his family
lived there, and that he could easily exchange his camels for fresh
ones, if only he could reach that rendezvous. But Tsagan-tuguruk
was four days' journey from us, and our used-up cattle did not look
as if they could hold out so long. But we live in hope, for it is
foolish to anticipate misfortunes.

We have hitherto met no caravans since leaving China, excepting long
trains of ox-carts carrying timber from Urga.

The day wore on and no Kitat appeared. The Mongols strained their
eyes to descry some sign on the horizon, then looked anxiously at
the sun fast sinking in the west, and made up their minds to remain
in the steppe all night. The Mongols have no means of judging of
time except by guessing from the height of the sun or moon. I speak
only of my own experience, for Huc says they can tell the time of
day by looking at a cat's eyes. For my part I did not see a cat
in the whole of Mongolia. Dogs they have in plenty. They are of
the same breed as the common dog of China, but rather larger and
with thicker coats. They are useful to the shepherds and are good
watch dogs, not so thoroughly domestic as their Chinese congeners,
but will run after one a great distance from their yourt barking
ferociously. They are great curs, however, and their bark is worse
than their bite. It is a singular thing that the Mongols do not
feed their dogs; nor do the Chinese, as a rule. They are supposed
to forage for themselves, and in Mongolia they must be put to great
straits occasionally.

The day had been very warm, and, the air being still, in the evening
we slept in the carts. It was always warmer and more comfortable to
sleep in the tent, but our bedding had to be moved, and the oftener
that was done the more sand got into our blankets.

The nights in Mongolia were beautiful, sky very clear, and stars
bright. The "harvest moon," that had been such a boon to us in our
night travelling, now rose late. In a few days it would be over, and
we should have dark nights to travel in.

After a luxurious night's rest, the first we had had for a week,
we awoke to see the sun rise on the steppe, and almost fancied
ourselves at sea. So indeed we were in a figurative sense, for
there was still no appearance of the missing Mongol. We were now in
the humour to take things patiently; and the sheep we had killed
yesterday enabled us to prepare a breakfast that for a desert
might fairly be called sumptuous. The day was passed in idleness,
for not a feather of a bird was to be seen to afford an excuse
for taking our guns out. Visits were paid and received between us
and the Mongols who lived in the two yourts near us, and our lama
fraternised with them, and got the women to bring us argols and
water. The women, as a rule, keep the house and do the cooking and
darning, only going out after the flocks when the men are out of the
way.

The lamas carry their principle of not killing animals to an
extremity that is sorely inconvenient to themselves. They are not
exempt from parasitical connections; in fact, the person of a lama,
considered as a microcosm, is remarkably well inhabited. He cannot,
with his own hand, "procure the transmigration" of any animal, in
case it should contain the soul of his grandfather, or some past
or future Bhudda; but when the population presses on the means of
subsistence, something must be done. In this juncture the services
of some benevolent female are called in, the lama strips to the
waist, and commits his person and his garment to her delicate and
practised manipulation.

We determined to start at sunset, Kitat or no Kitat, and with one
long-lingering look over the vast plain we had crossed, at sunset
we did start. We soon met a caravan of sixty camels, which was
refreshing to our eyes as evidence of the travelling season having
fairly commenced, affording us a better hope of finding fresh camels.

We had again to encounter rough stony roads during the night; in
fact, we seemed just to come to the bad roads as we were going to
sleep. How was it that we did not sometimes by accident stumble on
a bit of soft ground at night-time? The roads were perhaps not so
bad as our nocturnal imagination, stimulated by want of proper rest,
painted them. But whether or no, we had nothing to complain of on
this occasion, having enjoyed a sound unbroken sleep the previous
night; and surely one good night out of two is enough for any
reasonable being.

In the morning, passing over some rather steeper undulations
than usual, and in a very desert country, we came across a herd
of gurush. Some ineffectual shots were fired as usual. It was
tantalising in the extreme not to be able to bag one of these fine
animals when met with in such numbers as would have delighted the
heart of Gordon Cumming. About two o'clock we halted at Kutul-usu,
where we were agreeably surprised to find no less than six yourts
near our encampment, which was remarkable considering the scarcity
of grass. There is no grass at all, in fact, and our beasts return
from their grazing redolent of onions. A large ox-cart caravan was
also encamped at this place.

Our lama had long and earnest conversations with the Mongols of
Kutul-usu, and there was much going to and fro between our tents and
the yourts. There was something in the wind--we could not divine
what--until the lama again broached the subject of _Tsagan-tuguruk_,
the place where he expected new camels. His proposal was that he
should ride ahead on a pony, and get the camels ready by the time
the caravan came up. There were grave objections to this course,
for we were already short-handed from the absence of the Kitat, and
were we to be left with only one camel-driver, we should never be
able to keep the caravan together. The lama was importunate, and
at last we consented to his plan on condition: 1st, that he should
find a substitute to assist Tellig with the caravan; and 2nd, that
he should provide us with fresh ponies at Tsagan-tuguruk. The
substitute was soon found in an active-looking, wiry old man with
very bad eyes. The sun had set some time before the discussions and
preparations were concluded, and we were consequently compelled to
remain till the moon rose, which was not before eleven o'clock--half
the night gone and no progress made.

We had a rough night as usual, but we are getting into a more
broken country. In the morning we passed one of the numerous salt
plains that are spread over the great desert. Sometimes there is
water in them and sometimes not. This one was dry, but had a white
scurf of salt on the ground. A dark-green plant grows in tufts over
these plains, and is eaten by the animals in the absence of grass;
indeed, I am not sure whether the camels don't prefer it. It was
a hot thirsty day, and we were at great trouble to find a yourt in
which to rest and make chocolate in the morning. We did discover
one eventually after riding many miles, and there we fell in with a
sporting lama with two good-looking ponies, riding one and leading
the other. This seemed a good opportunity for business, and my
companion soon concluded an exchange operation, giving a pony with
an incipient sore back and two dollars to boot, for a good old sound
one of the lama's. We were in some doubt about finding our caravan,
having let it get a long way out of sight; but the wandering lama,
having a direct interest in discovering our party to get his two
dollars, soon scented them out by the same kind of instinct that
directs a bee to his distant hive. We took him some miles back out
of his way, but these people seem to care little in which direction
they go, or how much time they may lose in going from one place to
another.

The facility with which our Mongol friends found their way in
the open desert had often excited our admiration. At the end of
a night's march, although interrupted by numerous accidental
stoppages, they were never at a loss to know where they were. They
needed no land-mark to guide them, and in pitching their tent near a
well they never made a mistake as to its position. The explanation
seems to be that certain instincts are developed in proportion to
the want of artificial aids. Thus Chinese sailors cruise about their
dangerous coast by a kind of rule of thumb, and are able to judge
of their position in darkness and fog where scientific navigators
would be at fault. In Australia also it is found that the best
bush-ranger is generally the most ignorant man of the party. The
effect of education being to cause men to trust more and more to
acquired knowledge, the faculty of perception, which is possessed
in a high degree by the lower animals, becomes weakened for want of
exercise. Instinct and education mutually compensate each other;
and the lower we descend in the scale of humanity,--the nearer man
approaches to the condition of the inferior animals,--the more does
his mere instinct predominate over his higher mental faculties. The
senses are very acute in primitive peoples, because of the constant
exercise they get, or rather because of the necessity which compels
them to be guided by the senses in their daily lives. For to hear
or see abstractedly, or for pleasure or instruction, is a different
thing from using these senses with the conviction that the supply of
food perhaps depends on the accuracy of their indications.

As we approached our halting-place, _Ulan-Khada_, we witnessed a
remarkable phenomenon, which was a few dwarf trees, scorched and
scraggy, but still alive, growing in a sheltered nook in a pass over
some rocky hills. A little rill filters through the stone and sand,
and fresh soft grass is found in modest quantity beside the water.
Ulan-Khada is in a hollow surrounded by high ground, and three
yourts were seen from our camp. The wild leek still prevails.

The following day we stopped at Ude, and early on the morning
of the 7th of September, to our great joy, we reached the land
of promise,--the well-watered, grassy plain of Tsagan-tuguruk.
There was something cheering in the very name, associated as it
had been in our minds with the hoped-for end of our troubles and
uncertainties. Vast flocks and herds were seen in all directions,
and yourts in good number, though at great distances from each
other. Our lama, Tup-chun, was not here, but at his family yourt,
said to be six miles off. It was clear we must make a day of it,
at least, at Tsagan-tuguruk, and we at once proceeded to make
acquaintance with the natives of the nearest yourts, who came to
visit us. The next move was to buy a sheep, for we had been out of
mutton for some days, the hot sun preventing our keeping it long. A
Mongol jumped on his pony, and galloped off to his flock, caught a
big, fat sheep, swung it across the pommel of his saddle, and rode
back with it to our tent. That was soon done, but now came the lama
question again. Were we lamas, or Chara-chun? Now, _Chara-chun_
means, literally, "black man," and is the name applied to all
Mongols who are not lamas. To one or other of the two classes we
must belong. But we certainly were not black men, that was clear;
and if not black men, we were necessarily lamas. The Mongols worked
out the conclusion satisfactorily in their own minds, and lent
cheerful aid in killing and dressing our mutton, for that was the
great practical issue of the question.

We had heard much from Tellig and others of the sume, or temple of
Tuguruk, and we took a few Mongols with us and started off to visit
it. It is a neat little house built of stone, but the smallest place
of worship perhaps in the world, smaller even than some missionary
chapels I have seen. A priest came out of a neighbouring yourt, and
opened the door for us. The interior was covered all over with dust,
but we were already so dusty that we did not scruple to sit down.
Half the space was occupied by the materials for making yourts,
apparently new; and no doubt left by some wandering Mongol for safe
custody. A second priest soon joined us, and the two together took
down two old brass trumpets, like the Chinese bagpipes, to give us
some music. These instruments were so dusty inside and out, and
their joints so loose, that no sound of any kind could be produced
from them. The priests puffed and blew as if they would have burst
their boilers, but the rusty old brass would yield no sound.

Among our new acquaintances was a youth of fifteen, called
_Haltsundoriki_, the most active and intelligent of the Mongols we
had met with. He was much interested in us and our belongings, and
during our few days' stay at this place, he came regularly every
morning, and stayed with us till nightfall. He was a most willing
servant to us, collecting argols, lighting our fire, washing our
dishes, taking our ponies to water, and making himself universally
useful. As our visitors increased in numbers, they crowded our tent
inconveniently, especially at meal-times, for they had a nasty habit
of fingering everything they saw. _Haltsundoriki_ was therefore
installed as master of the ceremonies, and vigorously did he
exercise his authority over young and old. It was quite understood
that he might bore us as much as he liked himself, but he was not to
permit any one else to do it. He used the utmost freedom with all
his countrymen who came in his way, riding their horses or camels
without asking leave, and levying contributions on all and sundry
in the shape of tobacco, cheese, or anything they might happen to
possess. He furnished us with amusement by chaffing and playing
practical jokes on his friends, without regard to age or sex. His
wit was in a great measure lost on us, but we made great progress
in the Mongol language under his tuition. Although not a lama, he
was educated, and could read and write both Mongol and Tangut.
He was probably the son of some small chieftain who lived in the
neighbourhood, and had had an opportunity of seeing better society
than the cowherds.

On intimating that we were prepared to do a little horse-dealing, we
at once set in motion several Mongols on their ponies. Armed with
a long light pole, with a large loop at the end of it, they ride
at the drove, and singling out the one they want, they generally
manage to throw the loop over his head without much difficulty. An
old hand, that has been hunted for a good many years, will sometimes
lead them a chase of an hour or two; for though the pony that is
ridden is always the fleetest, the hunted one doubles and dodges his
pursuer in every possible way. My Chan-kia-kow pony was so done up
as to be useless, and I exchanged him for a big, strong beast, with
doubtful feet, but the most likely I could find.

We were much pestered for biscuit, liquor, and empty bottles. It
was useless to tell our persecutors that we were on a long journey,
and required all our supplies. They have no consideration for
travellers, and would eat you up to the last morsel of food you
possessed. We found it a good plan to give them porter when they
asked for drink. The wry faces it produced were most comical, and
they never asked for more. As for the empty bottles, we reserved
them to requite any little services that were performed for us, and
to pay for milk. One old hag, a she-lama, came begging for drink,
and would not be denied. Her arguments were after this sort:--"You
are a lama, and I am a lama, and we are brethren, and our hearts
are in unison; therefore it is right that you should give me this
bottle of wine." The only reply to such an appeal would be:--"True,
I am a lama, and you are a lama, &c., but as the bottle is in my
possession, it is right it should remain so." The old woman would
still go rummaging about the tent, and it would have been rude to
turn her out _vi et armis_. At length she came across a bottle
uncorked, and pouring a little of its contents into the palm of her
hand, she licked it up with her tongue. The effect was remarkable,
her features were screwed up in hideous contortions, she went out of
the tent spitting, and did not ask for any more drink. The bottle
proved to contain spirits of wine which we used for boiling coffee.

The first theft we were conscious of was perpetrated during our stay
at Tsagan-tuguruk. Hitherto we had relied implicitly on the honesty
of the Mongols, leaving all our small things lying about at the
mercy of our numerous visitors. But now a few nick-nacks that our
lama had asked me to take charge of for him, were stolen out of my
cart during the night. We were very angry at this, and proclaimed
aloud that we would allow no Mongol to come near our tent till the
thief was discovered, and the property restored. It was impossible,
however, to stem the tide; and it seemed hard, moreover, to punish
the whole tribe for the misdeed of one who might have no connection
with the neighbourhood. We deemed it quite fair, however, to stop
their biscuit and brandy. On the return of the lama, we reported
the theft, but he received the news with perfect equanimity. In the
evening he got two other lamas to perform the prescribed incantation
for the purpose of discovering the thief. They performed their task
in a Mongol yourt with bell, book, and candle (literally, as regards
the bell and the book), reciting many yards of lama prayers, while
they told their beads. Our lama had asked us for some wine for the
ceremony. This was poured into three small brass cups which stood on
the table (the family box, or chest of drawers) during the ceremony.
It was too tedious to see it out, but our lama informed us next
morning that the incantation had been successful (of course)--that
they had discovered who the thief was, but as to catching him and
recovering the property, that seemed as far off as ever.

On the second day of our halt the Kitat arrived, in company with a
friend, both on camels, and with my pony, "Dolonor." He had managed
to lose his own camel in the chase, and had come up to us on one
borrowed from his companion. The lama gave him a cold reception,
lamenting bitterly over the loss of his camel. As to the pony, he
came full of spirits, but being rather poor when he ran away, the
six days' hard hunting in the desert had not improved his condition,
and I wished they had left him where he was.

We were two days kicking our heels about in the utmost impatience
before our lama deigned to make his appearance with the new camels.
As soon as he came, Tellig started on an expedition to see his
friends, who also lived some six or eight miles off, and did not
return till the next day. The lama, instead of preparing for the
journey, went dilly-dallying about, drinking tea and gossiping with
all the old women in the country, which we considered a wanton waste
of _our_ time, and we exhibited the feelings natural to us under
such circumstances. The lama tried every device to keep us till the
10th, but we were desperate, and forced them to commence packing
late at night, which was no easy matter in the dark, with unwilling
workmen. Tellig was civil and good-natured. The Kitat showed the
cloven foot so disagreeably as to provoke some rough treatment,
which led to his leaving our service. I suspect this had already
been arranged, for a substitute was found at a moment's notice. The
new camels not having been tried in harness, were first put into
the empty carts, and carefully led about for some time, before they
could be depended on for steadiness. All this occupied a good many
hours in a very cold night, and it was midnight before we got away
from Tsagan-tuguruk. Two friends of the lama accompanied us on our
first stage, which was only a few miles, for we were halted before
daylight. The lama's business matters had not been quite settled,
and he had a few more last words with his two friends. The packing,
so hurriedly done in the dark, had all to be done over again.

While these little matters were being arranged, we had time to take
stock of our new establishment. The camels were certainly fat and
fresh, humps full and erect, backs whole, with only the marks of
old scars. The camel department could not be in a better state than
it was. Kitat's substitute turned out to be a lama, a good-natured
looking fellow, whom we afterwards discovered to be well-meaning
but stupid. He could speak a few words of Chinese, and we therefore
christened him, in contradistinction to our chief of the staff,
who was _the_ lama _par excellence_, the "Kitat lama." We further
observed that _the_ lama had somehow got rid of his pony, and now
rode a camel, which looked ominous for the success or even the
preservation of our equestrian stock; for the lama hated camels, and
never rode one himself when he could help it.




CHAPTER VIII.

MONGOLIA--_continued_


The grass was still copiously sprinkled with onions. As we advanced
we crossed some marshy ground with a good deal of water, enough to
make it necessary to pick the way judiciously, for the camel hates
water or slippery mud. Their broad soft feet don't sink into the mud
sufficiently to enable them to get a good foot-hold like a horse,
and their long weedy legs are so loosely knit together, that they
run a great risk of splitting up when their feet slip. A caravan
of seventeen camels, that had accompanied us since morning, took a
wrong road across the marshes and stuck, the camels being unable
to proceed. Our lama took a round-about road, for which we abused
him at the time; but when he saw the other caravan brought up all
standing on the short cut, he merely pointed it out to us with a
triumphant chuckle, and quietly asked, "Who knows the road?"

A 60-camel caravan was passed encamped near the marsh. It was from
Urga, and probably from Kiachta, loaded with merchandise for China,
and for account of Chinese. Two celestials were in charge of the
goods, jolly roystering fellows, with whom we stopped awhile and
held such conversation as to the road, the state of the pastures,
time occupied, &c., as will usually occur to travellers in such
regions. It was curious to notice how untruthful these travellers'
stories generally were. They seemed to say whatever came uppermost
in their minds, as a man of a happy disposition will often say,
"It is a fine day," when it is raining cats and dogs. But yet if
you are to believe _nothing_ of what you hear on the road, you
will deprive yourself of a great deal of information which might
be valuable; and if you believe _all_, you will keep yourself and
your people constantly in hot water. It is difficult to steer a safe
course between too much credulity on the one hand, and too little
faith on the other.

We halted again at 2 o'clock at _Taryagi_, a region unpeopled; but
we were near a shallow lagoon, with thick chalk- water.
It was most unpalatable, but the Mongols seemed to like it. It is
easier for them to draw their water from a pool than to fetch it
from a distant well; and to cover their indolence, they invariably
assure you that the wells are salt. You are of course obliged to
accept their explanations, for if they were to assert that there
were no wells at all, you would not be a bit the wiser. Although the
pastures were pretty fair at Taryagi, our camels were not allowed to
graze, the reason being, that in their condition, they would blow
themselves out in a couple of hours to such an extent, that they
would not be fit to work.

It was pitch dark before we got ready to start. We had difficulty in
collecting the beasts, particularly the ponies, and a young unruly
camel. Our two Chan-kia-kow lanterns were sufficient to make the
darkness visible, but no more. The Mongols, when looking for cattle
in the dark, stoop down to the ground and scan the horizon round. In
a steppe, this plan is very useful, for if the animal is not very
far off, his outline can be descried against the horizon.

At daylight we were in the steppe _Butyn-tala_, where another large
caravan was encamped. This steppe has also a great deal of surface
water in it, and in the small valleys round it. The grass is pretty
good, and cattle abundant. Game was again met with in Butyn-tala.

Our next halt was near _Sain-kutul_, where there were good
pastures, but shocking water. We really could not drink it, and,
as the day was still hot, we had to suffer from thirst. Milk was
of no use, and only aggravated our sufferings. At Sain-kutul, a
strange Mongol (a lama) rode up on a camel, and after the usual
greetings, he undid his camel's load, and took up his quarters in
the tent of our people. On inquiry, we found he was going to _Kuren_
(Urga of the Russians), and gave us to understand we might have
his company if we liked. He had started from his home with his one
camel to perform a long journey, without any of the necessaries
usually carried on such a journey, trusting that Bhuddha would
furnish a table for him in the wilderness, and a covering as well,
by directing him to the tent of some travellers who were better
provided than himself. He was a man of a mean character. Our first
impressions of him were decidedly unfavourable, and subsequent
experience confirmed them. Not that the man ever did anything wrong;
on the contrary, his conduct was regulated by the strictest rules
of propriety. But that merely served to aggravate his offence,
for it gave us no excuse for disliking him. On the first day of
our acquaintance I lent a hand to lash up his gear, not from any
desire to help him, but from the same motive that induces people to
twirl their thumbs for want of some more intellectual amusement; or
children to pull and haul at anything they can lay hands on, more
especially where they have a chance of doing mischief. As I was
pulling at his ropes, the fellow looked up in my face, and, with the
most abject expression, but with great gravity, said, "_Sain chung!
Sain chung!_" Good man! Good man! The Mongols use this expression
in two senses, one with a meaning, and one without. Now, in which
sense soever this individual used it, it was equally bad, and I much
fear I never forgave him for it. Indeed if he had asked forgiveness
(which he did not) I could not have believed him sincere. And this
man was to stick to us like the old man of the sea all the way
to Urga! He affected great learning too--knew all the lama books,
according to his own account, and had been to Tangut. Whether by
Tangut the Mongols mean the old country of Tangut, or whether it
means Thibet, I am unable to say. It is most probably the latter,
and the confusion of names is very likely to have occurred from the
fact that Tangut was peopled with a Thibetian race.

After leaving Sain-kutul, we were joined by a Russian courier, a
lama, mounted on a camel, a very unusual thing, for they generally
ride horses, changing them every twenty or thirty miles. The
courier, knowing Russ, tried to get up a conversation with us in
that language, which we evaded, for we had already discovered the
advantage of passing for Russians. It would, indeed, have been
useless to explain to the lama that we were not Russians. It would
probably have staggered his belief to begin with, for I am persuaded
that more than half the Mongol population believe Mongolia to be in
the centre of the world, with Russia at one end, and China at the
other. The Russian courier or postal service through Mongolia is all
done by lamas, whom an idle roaming life seems to suit better than
it does the black men. They perform the distance from Chan-kia-kow
to Kiachta, 780 miles, in eleven or twelve days easily, by means of
their relays of horses. This seems very fast travelling, compared
with our weary thirty days' journey; but it is really very slow, and
if the courier were pushed, he could do the distance in six days
even, with the same facilities as they have at present, excepting,
perhaps, that the rider should be relieved once. We met several
of them on the road, and they travel as if time were no object to
them; for example, the courier now alluded to kept company with us
at our two mile an hour pace from 6 o'clock in the evening till 10
next day. Others of them on ponies have done the same thing, and I
know they spend their time in yourts, gossiping and drinking tea
for hours together. In short, the couriers to and from Kiachta take
matters exceedingly easy. There are three couriers monthly; one
for the Russian government, starting from Peking, and two for the
Kiachta merchants; the latter go to and from Tientsin. The Russian
government courier is entirely under the control of the Chinese
government, and is also, I believe, at its expense. The merchants'
posts are managed by themselves.

Near _Ichi Khapstil_ we encamped in rather good pastures, and near a
large pond of very dirty water, with wild fowl on it. A large kind
of duck, nearly all white, and dab-chicks, were the tenants of this
pond, but we elsewhere saw many species of wild fowl.

Six of our camels were now allowed to eat and drink, after fasting
for four days, to our knowledge, and perhaps a couple of days before
they were brought to us.

The water from the pond was nauseous. I could not touch it, and
suffered severely from thirst in consequence. In the afternoon, when
we had started the caravan, I rode all over the country on every
side looking for water, but could not find any, except a mere puddle
where horses and cattle had pitted the wet mud with foot-prints.
Into these holes a little water had collected, and we were fain
to stoop down and drink with eagerness the filthy liquid that, at
another time, would have turned my stomach. But we were happily
getting out of the watery region, and before night we got into a
yourt to make tea, and found delicious spring-water.

The camel that was drawing my cart did a very unusual thing during
this evening. He set to kicking so violently that at first I was
afraid he would smash everything to pieces, but, as every blow was
delivered on the solid part of the machine, no damage was done,
except to the camel's own legs. He would not desist until he had so
mauled himself that he could hardly stand on his legs. And when
the pain had a little subsided he would resume the kicking, but
with less and less energy, until he was fairly defeated. During
the fits he was dangerous to approach, for, by the formation of a
camel's hind legs, the lower extremities spread out widely from the
hocks, and the feet, in kicking, project considerably beyond the
perpendicular of the shaft. Tellig did, in fact, get knocked over
in this way. This was the only instance in my experience of one of
these patient animals getting out of temper.

The face of the country was now fast changing its character, being
broken up into irregular elevations, and was more grassy. We hoped
the worst part of the desert had been left behind, as we gradually
got into an inhabited region. Passing _Sharra-sharatu_, where
there were many yourts, we proceeded to _Shibetu_, in the middle
of a hilly country. Our next stage took us to the _Ulin-dhabha_
mountains, the only ones worthy the name we had seen in Mongolia.
The road rises gradually towards the mountains from 3700 feet to
4900 feet, which is the elevation of the pass. The pass is an
easy one, and forms a deep cutting into the mountains. The pass
opens out a fine valley on the north, which was alive with men
and beasts moving about; yourts packed up and laid on the backs
of cows, camels, &c., and on rude wooden carts; flocks of sheep,
and droves of cattle being driven here and there. The Mongols were
moving to winter quarters. In the summer season they spread all
over the desert and find enough food to support their beasts, but
in the winter they try to get into some sheltered place where there
is enough grass to keep their beasts alive during those dreary
months. The few touches of north wind we had lately felt warned the
inhabitants of the steppes of the approach of winter, and of the
necessity of seeking a more hospitable region.

Near _Bombatu_, where we halted, the grass was luxuriant, and our
half-starved ponies enjoyed it thoroughly. But, unfortunately, when
our beasts are in clover our men are fagged out. Tellig especially,
who has had most of the work, is nearly done for want of sleep and
from constant exposure on the back of his camel.

There was no end to the ox-cart caravans that passed us on the way
to China. There are between 100 and 200 carts in each, and they
followed so close on one another that it seemed as if there was a
continuous line of them for the whole length of a night's march.
Their tinkling bells have a strange, but not unpleasant, effect as
they move slowly along.

On the 15th September the lama made an excuse of buying sheep for
himself and us, to halt at 9 a.m. some miles south of the steppe
_Guntu-gulu_. We had been but two days without meat, but the Mongols
had eaten nothing for six days. We had made several ineffectual
attempts to buy sheep, and that very morning we had concluded a
bargain for one, but the owner in catching the sheep missed his
mark as he sprang forward to clutch it, and fell sprawling on his
face. Of course we laughed, in common with the Mongol spectators,
and whether the fellow was angry at being the occasion of merriment
to us, or whether he considered his accident as a providential
intimation that he was to sell no sheep that day, I cannot tell; but
he obstinately declined to have anything more to say to us on the
subject of sheep-selling.

The pony I had got at Tsagan-tuguruk had gone all to the bad with
his feet. The roads had been very stony all the way, and his
hoofs were too far gone to bear rough travelling. I bartered him,
therefore, for two good sheep, and now I had only the skeleton of
Dolonor left.

High mountains appeared fifteen miles east of us (if one may
venture to estimate distance in such a country), and we began to
hope for something like scenery. It blew fresh and cold from S.-W.,
and in the afternoon it came round to N.-W., a regular _choinar
salchin_, or north wind, a word of horrible signification to
Mongols. And if dreaded in September what must it be in January? I
often wondered how the wretches get through their dreary winter.
They are taken very suddenly with these cold northers. The day may
be fine, and almost oppressively warm. A cloud comes over, and drops
as much water as you would get out of a watering-pan. Then the north
wind pipes up, and in a few hours you have made the transition from
a tropical summer to worse than an Arctic winter, for the biting
wind cuts into the bone.

In the face of a sharp norther we entered on the steppe
_Guntu-gulu_, which seemed to be about five miles broad, but it
proved the best part of a day's march, so deceptive are distances
without prominent marks. A scene occurred in the steppe which
delayed us a night, and might have proved serious enough to arrest
our progress altogether. One of our guns went off in the cart (we
always kept them loaded and handy), the charge went through some
bedding, then the wooden back of the cart, and ricochetted from
a wooden bar outside, miraculously clearing the camel that was
following within two yards of the cart, and describing a curve over
the whole line; one of the pellets hit the lama who was bringing
up the rear, at a distance of full sixty yards, and made a groove
on the outside of the flap of his ear. It bled profusely; in fact,
the first notice he had of the injury was the streams of blood that
suffused his neck and shoulders. He roared in terror, thinking
he was _at least_ killed; stopped the caravan; dismounted from
his camel, and committed himself to the care of Tellig and the
Kitat lama. The tent was hastily put up, and all made ready for a
halt. Tellig and the others were greatly alarmed, and disturbed
in their minds, and we were somewhat uncertain of the view their
superstitious fanaticism might lead them to take of the affair.
Luckily we had just got clear of another very large caravan, and
were spared the officious assistance of a crowd of people. There
was a pool of water close by, and we sent for repeated supplies of
it, washing the ear, and letting it bleed freely. The wound was
nothing at all, but the profuse bleeding frightened the Mongols.
Our policy was to look wise; and my companion being provided with
a neatly got-up little case containing various articles of the
_materia medica_, it was produced, and inspired a proper amount
of blind faith in the minds of our Mongol friends. The wound was
washed with arnica, and a piece of sticking-plaster put on it so
successfully, that it completely stopped the bleeding, and made
a very neat finish. The Mongols looked on with much wonder and
reverence at our proceedings, and if any idea at retaliation for the
injury had crossed their minds, it was now giving place to a feeling
of gratitude for our surgical assistance. The lama was helpless
from fright, and we had him lifted to his tent, where we made him
recline on a bed that had been extemporised for him with boxes and
things packed behind him on the windy side. A towel was tied round
his head to keep the cold out, and he was made as comfortable as
our means would allow. He looked sad and woe-begone, and we could
with difficulty suppress a smile at the utter prostration of mind
that the sight of his own blood had induced. He now imagined he had
pains in his head, throat, and chest, and seeing him so entirely
a victim to his fears, we were obliged to humour them a little,
prescribing for his various symptoms with great care. The first
thing we ordered him was a measured glass of brandy, knowing him
to be partial to that liquor. This roused him a little, and his
pluck began to return. We then prescribed tea, which was soon made,
and, as he improved in spirits, we ordered mutton, knowing they
had some scraps left from their morning's feast. All that done, we
allowed him to smoke, and finally prescribed a good night's rest.
In the morning we inquired for our patient and found him well,
but much inclined to remain in his shell till the north wind was
over. This was a little too much of a good thing; so when we had
carefully examined him all over, and scrutinised all his symptoms,
we were compelled to pronounce him fit to travel. He could not get
out of it, but reluctantly mounted his camel, his head still tied
up in a white towel, to the wonderment of the wandering Tartars we
encountered on our march. It certainly never was my fortune to be so
well treated by a doctor, but as the faculty in this country depend
so much on popularity, a similar mode of treatment with the majority
of their patients would be well worth their consideration. I may
here observe that the Mongols have their ears very protuberant, like
an elephant's.

The accident to the lama was a godsend to us in procuring us a
night's rest. The wind blew mercilessly across the steppe, so
that sleeping in our carts with their backs turned to the wind,
we could not keep warm. What it would have been, marching in the
teeth of it with our front exposed, may be imagined by those who
have experienced these cutting winds, for the fronts of our carts
were, with all our care, but indifferently closed by sheets of felt,
fastened as securely as we could manage, but utterly ineffective to
keep out a gale of wind.

Most of the steppes in the desert are inhabited by a small marmot,
like a rat, which burrows in the ground. Its custom is to sit on
its haunches (it has only a rudimentary tail) beside its hole,
uttering a chirping noise when alarmed, and then dropping into its
hole, turning round immediately with only its head out to see if the
apprehended danger is imminent, and then disappearing altogether.
Each hole has several roads to it, extending to about twenty or
thirty yards from the hole. The little animal seems never to stray
from the beaten track, and is so secure of reaching its retreat,
that it will allow you almost to tread on it before it begins to
scamper home. Where these animals abound, the ground is furrowed
in all directions by their roads. On the margins of their holes a
heap of grass and herbs is piled up, which Huc thought was for the
purpose of sheltering the animals from the winter winds. I have
too much faith in their instinct to believe that, however, for,
once in their burrows underground, no wind can touch them. It is
more probable that the stores of vegetable matter so collected are
intended for winter forage, which they collect with great industry
during the autumn. Our ponies were very fond of nibbling at these
heaps of drying grass, and turning them over with their noses, a
practice which we did our best to discourage. It was in fact a kind
of sacrilege to destroy wantonly the stores of food that these
interesting creatures had with so much forethought and months of
patient labour accumulated against the evil day.

In Guntu-gulu we met with another marmot of nearly similar habits,
but much larger. It is in size and colour like a hare, but heavier
and clumsier in its movements. Its burrows are as large as a
rabbit's. It is found at a considerable distance from its hole,
and is more easily alarmed than its neighbour, because less easily
concealed. When slightly alarmed, it makes rapidly for its hole, and
there sits till the danger approaches too near. Then, cocking up
its short tail and uttering a chirp, it disappears into its hole.
We could never get within shot of these animals. As to the little
fellows, we got so close to them that it would have been cruelty to
shoot them, as we had no means of preserving the skin. The larger
ones burrow in stony places, and with their short legs, strong
claws, and wiry hair, somewhat resemble the badger or racoon. They
might be the _Lepus pusillus_, or "calling hare," if it were not
that that species is positively said never to be found farther east
than the Oby.

The wind lulled at sunset, and we had a fine frosty night. The
morning of the 17th September showed us the first _bona fide_
ice, and from that time we had frost during all the remainder of
the journey. It was a moonless night, the roads were indifferent,
the Mongols hungry and tired, and they therefore took it on
themselves to halt for some hours before daylight to make tea near
_Khulustu-tologoi_. From there we crossed the steppe _Borelju_,
meeting the usual array of ox-cart caravans, and encamped at 10
o'clock near the entrance to a pass leading through a ridge of
hills. The sharp clear outline of _Bain-ula_ (rich mountain), ten to
sixteen miles distant on our right, and the modest elevations at the
foot of which we were encamped, made a pretty bit of scenery after
such a monotonous succession of steppes. We had now been twenty-two
days in Mongolia, and had become strongly imbued with the habits of
the people we were living amongst. To have imagined that we were
_travelling_ at such a slow pace would have been misery. But there
was nothing to make us believe we were travelling. Now and then
a vague idea would cross our minds that some day we ought to see
Kiachta, but that was of short duration, and our daily routine all
went to keep up the illusion that we were dwellers in the desert.
There was nothing to mark our daily stages, no church spires or
road-side inns, not even a mile post. Those fine euphonious names
of places I have given indicate nothing. They might with as much
propriety be given to various parts of the ocean. We had entirely
identified ourselves with the wandering Tartars, and were content to
live in the desert with much the same feeling that the Israelites
must have experienced during their desert journeyings, that there
was a promised land dimly figured out to them--that is to say,
their apprehension of the reality of it was dim; but the thought of
ever arriving there had but slight influence on their daily life.
The regular supply of manna was to their minds much more important
than the bright future to which their leaders looked forward. And so
it is with the greater part of mankind.

With all its drawbacks, there is a charm about desert life which is
worth something to a man who has undergone the worry of incessant
occupation. You are safe there from the intrusions of mail steamers
and electric telegraphs, and "every day's report of the wrong
and outrage with which earth is filled." The longer you live in
such quiet solitudes the more independent you feel of the great
struggling world without. It is a relief to turn your back on it for
a while, and betake yourself to the children of nature, who, if they
lack the pleasures, lack also many of the miseries, and some of the
crimes, which accompany civilisation.

The day turned out very warm, so much so, that we were glad to get
shelter from the sun under our canvas until 3 o'clock, when we were
again in the saddle. The pass proved a fine valley, rich in grass.
Another long string of caravans was met with, most of the carts
empty, and bound from Urga to Dolonor. Why they were empty we could
not ascertain, but conjectured that they could not get loaded before
winter, of which the late severe weather had given them warning, and
that they were bound at all hazards to get home to winter quarters.

Some days before this we had picked up a young pilgrim, a lama, on
a journey to the great lamasery at Urga, there to pass a certain
time in study. The boy was performing a journey of between 200
and 300 miles alone and on foot. He carried nothing in the world
with him except the clothes on his back and a few musty papers
containing lama prayers, carefully tied up between two boards which
he carried in his bosom. He had no provisions with him, still less
any money, but depended solely on the well-known hospitality of his
countrymen for his daily bread and his night's lodging. I thought
there was something heroic in a boy of fifteen undertaking such a
journey under such circumstances, but the Mongols thought nothing
of it. Our caravan offered him a good opportunity of performing his
journey comfortably, which he at once and without ceremony availed
himself of. His first appearance was in one of our halts, where he
was discovered in the tent of our Mongols, as if he had dropped from
the clouds, and our three Mongols had thenceforth to fill two extra
mouths, which must have been a considerable tax on them. The boy
was at once placed on our effective staff, and we christened him
_Paga-lama_, or "Little Lama," a name not much relished at first,
but he soon became reconciled to it. The little lama had left his
mother's tent in summer, a few days before; winter had now overtaken
him--for there is no autumn or spring in Mongolia--and he was all
too thinly clad for such inclement weather. Our lama, seeing the
boy pinched with cold in these biting north winds, with the genuine
hospitality of a Mongol gave up one of his coats to him, thus
unconsciously practising a Christian precept to which few Christians
in my experience pay so much practical respect. The little lama's
loose leather boots, and particularly the felt stockings inside of
them, were considerably travel-worn; and, with all his management,
he could not keep his red toes covered from the cold. But he was
patient and enduring, and very thankful for what he had got. He
had no more long marches to make on foot, for our lama generally
contrived to put him on a camel.

On the morning of the 18th of September, we found ourselves starting
from a halt at 6 o'clock, which caused a row between us and the
Mongols; for though the night had been cold and dark enough to give
them an excuse, we admitted no excuses for extra stoppages, and we
had been stopped most of the night. It was a cold, raw morning, with
a heavy leaden sky, and a fresh southerly wind, very unusual weather
in Mongolia. We soon came to a point where the road seemed to
terminate abruptly on the brow of a precipice, and it was now plain
that we could not have proceeded further without good daylight.
From our elevated position we came suddenly on a view of scenery of
surpassing magnificence. An amphitheatre of mountains lay before
us, rising up in sharp ridges, and tumbled about in the wildest
confusion, like the waves of the sea in a storm. The crests of many
of them were crowned with patches of wood, and to us, who had lived
so long in the flat, treeless desert, the effect of this sudden
apparition was as if we had been transported to fairy land.

We had to cross a wide valley that lies half encircled at the foot
of the mountains, and our descent was almost precipitous for 500
feet. We had to get out and walk, and the camels had enough to do to
get the empty carts down safely.

On the top of the high ground, and at the beginning of the descent,
is a large _obon_, or altar, consisting of a cairn of stones.
There are many of them in different parts of Mongolia. They are
much respected by the Mongols, and have a religio-superstitious
character. It is considered the duty of every traveller to
contribute something to the heap, the orthodox contribution being
undoubtedly a stone. Our lama seldom troubled himself to dismount,
and find a stone, but contented himself with plucking a handful
of hair from the hump of his camel, and allowing it to be wafted
to the _obon_, if the wind should happen to take it there. At the
same time he saved his conscience by mumbling a few words from
the form of prayer prescribed for such occasions. At the more
important _obons_, however, such as the one which has led to these
remarks, which are always placed at difficult or dangerous passes,
he rode a-head of the caravan, dismounted, and with solemn words
and gestures propitiated the good genius of the mountain. The
Mongols have a great horror of evil spirits, and have strong faith
in the personality, not of one, but many devils. In this respect,
they are like the Chinese Buddhists, but I never could detect that
they worshipped the devil, as their neighbours do, the whole drift
of whose religious ceremonies always seemed to me to be to charm
away or make terms with evil spirits. This is, of course, only
negative evidence as regards the Mongols, and that from a very
slight experience, but the tone of religious sentiment among them
is more healthy and elevating, encouraging the belief that devils
are not among their objects of worship. They don't speak of the
_tchutgour_, or devil, in the same flippant way as the Chinese do of
their _kwei_, and although they attribute diseases and misfortunes
to _tchutgour_ influences, only to be counteracted by lama
incantations, they hold that good men, and especially good lamas,
never can _see_ a _tchutgour_. I have tried to joke with them on the
subject, and turn their _tchutgour_ notions into ridicule, but the
Mongols, though easily amused on any other subject, were sensitively
anxious on this, and never spoke of it without serious concern. The
rapid and complete recovery of our lama from what seemed to him and
his friends a deadly wound, was the cause of no small congratulation
to them as establishing the moral excellence of his character, by
means of a severe ordeal--as it were a hand-to-hand contest with the
powers of evil.

As we advanced across the valley a few drops of rain fell. A halt
was summarily ordered, and the Mongols began to run about, hastily
unloading camels and unrolling tents, with horror depicted on
their faces, muttering to themselves, "_borro beina_," "the rain
is coming." There is so little rain in Mongolia, that no great
preparations are made for it, and a smart shower disconcerts
travelling Mongols as if they were poultry. Before our tents were
got up, the rain was falling heavily, and we were all well drenched,
but when we had got safely under the canvas, the real misery of
our situation flashed upon us--the argols were wet, and we could
get no fire! The poor Mongols resigned themselves to their fate
with enviable philosophy, looking on their misfortune as one of
the chances of war. We were not so well trained in the school of
adversity, however, and could not tolerate the idea of sitting
in our wet clothes during that cold, rainy day. Besides, past
experience had taught us to look for the dreaded north wind after
rain, and how could we abide its onset in such a condition? There
was but one source from which we could obtain fuel, and that was
to break up one of our cases of stores, and burn the wood. This
was also wet, but not saturated like the argols, and after some
difficulty we lighted a fire in our tent, and gave the Mongols
enough to make them a fire also, by which to boil their tea. We were
richly rewarded by their looks and expressions of gratitude for such
an unexpected blessing. The rain continued all day till sunset,
when it cleared up, and the wind came round to N.-W., piping up in
the usual manner. We got our tent shifted round, back to wind, and
made ourselves exceedingly comfortable. With waterproof sheets and a
light cork mattress, the wet ground was of no account, and we could
always manage to keep our blankets dry. In the morning the ground
was white with snow, and the north wind blowing more pitilessly
than ever. A few driving showers of snow fell for some hours after
sunrise, and we waited till 10 o'clock before resuming our journey
towards the mountains _Tsagan-dypsy_ which bounded the plain in
our front. _Tsagan_ meaning "white," we thought the name highly
appropriate, as we gazed the live-long day on their snow-clad
<DW72>s. It was a trying day to all of us, and I never suffered so
much from cold. The sun seldom showed his face, and the air was
charged with black, heavy snow-clouds, which only the violence of
the wind prevented from falling. It was impossible to endure the
wind, either in cart or on horseback. There was nothing for it but
to walk, but that was no easy performance in the teeth of such a
gale, and we were fain to take shelter behind the carts, supporting
ourselves by holding on to them. I estimated that I walked twenty
miles in that way. The camels breasted the storm bravely, and even
seemed to enjoy it. The Bactrian camel, at least the Mongol variety,
is peculiarly adapted for cold climates. In a hot day he is easily
fatigued, and seems almost to melt away in perspiration under his
load (hence our constantly travelling at night, in the early part
of our journey, and resting in the heat of the day), but in cold
weather he braces himself up to his work, and the colder it gets,
the better he is.

We were entertained by the few travellers we met with alarming
accounts of the state of the river Tolla, which was said to be in
flood, and impassable. We paid little heed to such Job's comforters,
knowing the Asiatic proneness to figurative language; but our lama
was disconsolate, and began to look like a man who feels that some
great calamity is hanging over him.

On gaining the Tsagan-dypsy mountains we enter a long, narrow,
but very pretty valley, watered by the small river _Kul_, which
runs into the _Tolla_. The mountains on both sides of us were well
wooded, chiefly with fir with yellow feathery leaves, and small
birch. The fir grows to no great size, probably because it is in too
great demand for sale in China. Several wood-cutting stations were
observed in this valley of the Kul, where the timber is collected
and the ox-carts loaded, of which we met so many in the desert.

With the woods, several new birds appear, conspicuous among which
are magpies, jackdaws, and pigeons.

The _Yak_, or "long-haired ox," or "grunting ox" (_Poephagus
grunniens_), also now appear in considerable numbers. They are
smaller than the average Mongol ox, but seem to be very strong
and hardy. They are used solely for draught purposes. It has been
supposed that these animals are peculiar to Thibet, but they appear
to be also indigenous in Mongolia.

Passing through the Kul valley, our lama purchased two small trees
for firewood, giving in exchange half a brick of tea. It was
joyfully intimated to us that we should want no more argols, but
should find wood all the rest of the journey. The intelligence
pleased us not so much on account of the prospect of a more
civilised fuel to burn than argols, for, cooking as we did, in
the open air, there was not much to choose between the two; but
we received it as a tangible evidence that we had really passed
the great desert, and were henceforth to travel in a country of
mountains and "shaggy wood."




CHAPTER IX.

URGA TO KIACHTA.


Just as we came in sight of the river _Tolla_, and with our glasses
could make out the houses in the Chinese settlement of _Mai-machin_
beyond, a heavy, blinding shower of snow came on, which neither man
nor beast could face, in the teeth of such a wind as was blowing.
The camels were halted and tents hastily pitched, but not before
the ground was covered with snow. The storm did not, however,
prevent visitors from coming to us from the numerous caravans that
were encamped round us in the valley. Eager inquiries were made as
to the state of the river, and the information received was to us
more gloomy, because more definite, than before. The stream was
very rapid, and the water very high. The only boat they had fit to
cross it had been swept away by the force of the current, and in an
attempt to ford it, two men and a horse had been drowned that very
day. Our informants were in a similar predicament to ourselves, and
some of them had been waiting several days for an opportunity to
cross.

We could no longer discredit these statements, and we acquiesced
in our adverse fate to the best of our ability; but it was sorely
trying to our patience to be stuck there in sight of _Urga_, the
first great break in our journey through Mongolia, with only a
little bit of a river between. We were consoled as usual under such
circumstances by a good dinner, to the preparation of which we
always devoted special care, when we were stopped by compulsion.
A few hours' kindly converse with the Mongols in their tent served
to while away the long evening. They are, in many things, very
much like children, and easily amused. Our simplest plan was to
select one of the company, generally the Kitat lama, and make him
the subject of a series of imaginary stories that we had heard of
him in distant parts. The Mongols are always ready to enjoy a joke
at the expense of their friends, though the individual directly
interested does not seem to appreciate it. It is a very tender point
with a lama to be asked how his wife and family are, as their vows
exclude them from matrimonial happiness (or otherwise). They have a
long list of stereotyped salutations, which are hurriedly exchanged
by travellers as they pass on the road, and more deliberately and
sententiously delivered on entering a tent. Tender inquiries after
the flocks and herds, wives and children, are among the number,
but the latter of course is never addressed to lamas. We, in our
ignorance, were not supposed to know the lama _regime_, and we could
always shock the feelings of a strange lama by asking after the
_chuchung_ (wife), and thereby raise a laugh among the listeners.

During our night encampments it was considered necessary for one
of the party to keep watch and ward over the goods and chattels,
for the Mongols are not so honest as they usually get credit for.
Foreigners are disposed to put more confidence in them than they do
in each other, and they must surely know their own countrymen best.
If a Chinaman were asked what he took such precautions for, he would
probably say against wolves and tigers; but the plain-spoken Mongols
bluntly tell you that thieves are their bugbear. The expression
they generally use for thieves is _mochung_, "bad men," and it is
questionable whether they recognise any other kind of badness. They
don't break up the night into different watches, but one keeps
guard the whole night through, the others taking it in turns on
subsequent nights. The lama, by virtue of his position as head of
the party, gave himself a dispensation, and the onus of watching
fell on Tellig and the Kitat lama. When we had strapped down the
door of our tent, made all snug for the night, and retired under the
blankets with a book, a candle burning on the ground, we used to
receive visits from Tellig in his rounds. Lying down on the ground,
he would insinuate his large bullet head under the curtain of the
tent, and scan us carefully to see if we were asleep. If awake, he
would ask us for a light to his pipe, and for permission to smoke
it in the tent, as, in the high wind, it would be difficult to
keep it alight outside. He would then lie and smoke with half his
body inside the tent and half out, and on such occasions he would
become very confidential, giving us most interesting accounts of
his family affairs. He had a yourt near Tsagan-tuguruk, and in that
yourt he had a wife that he was greatly attached to, and two boys
that he was very proud of,--one four years old and the other two.
He had moderate possessions in cattle, which, in his absence, were
cared for by his brother. He had been a long time separated from
his family, and while we were at Tsagan-tuguruk he had stolen a few
hours to ride over and see his "chickens and their dam"; but our
impetuous haste to get away had cut his visit very short. Tellig's
story brought qualms of compunction to our mind for what now seemed
inconsiderate treatment; for he had, from the first, had all the
hard work, and none of the indulgences; moreover he had always done
for us cheerfully what he was in no wise bound to do.

The wind continued to howl eerily the whole night, and our canvas
flapped about like the sails of a ship in stays. The morning was
still bitterly cold, and the sky darkened by heavy snow clouds
driving furiously. It required no small resolution to turn out of
our warm beds that morning; and I am sure if either of us had been
travelling alone, he would have been inclined to lie quiet till
called for. But we were each afraid of showing the white feather,
and of being twitted with impeding the progress of the journey; we
therefore mutually forced ourselves to get up. The Mongols were
making no move. As for Tellig, he had just gone to sleep after his
night's watching, and it seemed nothing could ever be done without
him. With considerable trouble we overcame the _vis inertiae_ of Mr.
Lama, and persuaded him to ride down with us to the bank of the
river to reconnoitre. The horses were brought in from the hill-side
where they had spent the night trying to pick out a few blades of
grass from among the stones. My "Dolonor" looked down in the mouth,
and did not snort at his master, which heretofore he had never
failed of doing on every occasion. The poor brute was completely
doubled up with the cold, and could hardly move one leg past
another. I immediately presented him to a Mongol, but I am afraid,
with his old age and miserable condition, he could not last many
more such nights.

A great concourse of people were assembled on the bank of the
_Tolla_, many who wanted to cross, and many hangers-on, who make
a living by assisting travellers to cross the river. Mongols kept
riding backwards and forwards between the river and the various
caravans encamped in Kul valley, all bent on the same errand as
ourselves. But there was no crossing the Tolla that day. The stream
was foaming and roaring like a cataract, with a current of nearly
seven miles an hour. It was deep enough to take a man up to the
neck, and the bottom was strewn with large round pebbles, making
fording difficult, even had the current been moderate and the water
shallower. What the boat was like that had been swept away I cannot
say; but there was only left a raft made of hollow trees lashed
together, and, in the present state of the river, inadequate to any
purpose whatever. In the motley crowd there assembled, every one
had some sage advice to offer; communications were carried on at
the highest pitch of many stentorian lungs, and the place was like
another Babel. All concurred in the impossibility of crossing; some
thought it would be practicable to-morrow, others were less hopeful.
There was nothing for us to do but to admire the truly magnificent
scenery with which we were surrounded. The valley of the Kul runs
north, and enters the larger valley of the Tolla at right angles.
The general aspect of the mountains that overhang Urga is bare, the
woods being scattered in small patches. The Tolla rushes out of a
gorge in the mountains to the east, and is completely hidden by
brushwood and willows, until it debouches on the opening formed by
the Kul, its tributary. The Tolla hugs the left side of the valley,
leaving a wide flat on the right, over which lies the road to
_Maimachin_ and _Urga_.

The day continued black and stormy till sunset. In the evening
the wind moderated, and at night the stars shone out in all their
splendour. The morning of the 21st of September was charming, a
bright sun and a blue sky, with hard frost on the ground. The air
was still, and the concert of mingled sounds, of cattle lowing, dogs
barking, and the general hubbub among the wild Mongols who were
in motion in all quarters, was soothing to the feelings. It felt
like a summer day, in spite of the hard crust under our feet. I am
persuaded that unbroken fine weather would become very tiresome
and monotonous; it can only be thoroughly enjoyed by contrast with
stormy antecedents.

We again left the caravan to ride to the river, and, like Noah's
dove, we returned with the olive-branch in our mouth. The waters had
subsided a little, and some camels had actually crossed. There was
no doubt of it, for we saw them with our own eyes standing dripping
on the bank. The lama of course made difficulties, but we forced
him to the attempt, and got the caravan moved down to the water by
2 o'clock. There were two reasons why he felt reluctance to force a
passage to-day; first, we had our carts to get through, which was,
of course, much more difficult, and even risky, than merely walking
a camel through the water with a load on his back. This objection we
met by offering to leave our carts behind. The next objection, which
the lama did not think it judicious to name to us, but which was
nevertheless to him the more cogent of the two, was that he would
require many assistants, and in the present condition of the ford,
with so many people waiting to cross, they exacted onerous terms
for their assistance; for even the simple unsophisticated Mongols
understand the mercantile laws of supply and demand.

The regular ford was still too deep, and a more eligible spot was
selected, half a mile higher up the stream, where it is divided into
three branches, with low flat islands between. The three branches
make up a breadth of several hundred yards, and the opposite shore
is concealed from view by the small trees and underwood that grow on
the islands. The scene at this ford was most animated and exciting.
Before proceeding to do anything, a great deal of jabbering had
to be gone through, but once the plan of action was settled, our
assistants set to work energetically. The two ponies of my companion
were taken possession of, each bestridden by a Mongol, with his
nether garments either stripped off altogether, or tucked up to his
hips. Each took the nose-string of a camel and plunged into the
ice-cold water. The camels were wretched, turning their long necks
every way to avert their timid eyes from the water, of which they
have an instinctive dread. Moral suasion is vigorously applied to
a camel's hind-quarters by half a dozen men armed with cudgels,
but he still hesitates. The pony in his turn gets tired, standing in
the cold water, and tries to back out just as the camel is feeling
his way with his fore feet. The rider is equally impatient, with
his bare legs dangling in the water, and plies his steed vigorously
with his heels. It is all a question of time, and both animals are
eventually launched into the stream. The camel's footing on the
loose slippery stones is very insecure, and when the deep part is
reached, it requires all his strength to prevent the current from
floating him clean off his legs. He knows his danger, and trembles
in every muscle. The same struggle occurs at each of the three
branches, and we all watch the progress of the first detachment with
breathless anxiety, as we see the pony gradually sinking till only
his head and shoulders are above water. When they are safely landed
on _terra firma_, the two camels are unloaded, and brought back in
the same way to fetch the two carts. The carts have in the meantime
been emptied of our bedding, and various small necessaries we
usually kept there, which are lashed up in bundles, and covered with
waterproof sheets, ready to put on the back of a camel. The passage
of the carts was the most ticklish business of all. They were all
wood, except the iron-work about the wheels. Would they sink or
swim? If the latter, it would be impossible to cross them in such a
current. One was actually floated away, camel and all, but luckily
fetched up on a shoal place lower down, whence it was recovered
with slight damage. We crossed with the last batch, two on a camel.
A Mongol sat behind me, and made me lean over against the current,
to give the camel a bias in that direction; but I confess to having
felt momentarily nervous, as the poor beast staggered and hesitated
in a strong eddying current that almost carried him off his legs.
Four hours had been occupied in crossing the Tolla, during all which
time the two ponies and their riders were in the water. The men's
legs had become a bright red colour, and their teeth chattered
audibly; but they were cheery and light-hearted, and only laughed
at their hardships. A dram when it was all over made them as happy
as kings. They are undoubtedly a fine hardy race, these Mongols; no
wonder that they make such admirable soldiers. All sorts of people
were crossing the Tolla with us, among whom were some very old men
travelling on horseback. One old woman I observed also, infirm
and almost blind, crossing on a pony, her son riding alongside of
her and holding her on. These people all take off their boots and
trowsers, and carry them on the saddle to put on dry at the other
side.

[Illustration: FORDING THE TOLLA NEAR URGA.

  (Page 147.)]

We were now a good mile from the road, and it was getting dark. We
could not travel further that night, and did not wish to put up our
tent. We therefore accepted an escort, and the proffered hospitality
of a Mongol, and galloped to his yourt, which was near the Urga
road. The plain is grassy, but rather stony, and intersected by many
small watercourses running out of the Tolla. Our host was none other
than the _Kitat_, whom we had so summarily dismissed, or at least
compelled to send in his resignation, at Tsagan-tuguruk. He received
us with open arms in his yourt, and commended us to the good offices
of the lady who presided over the cauldron. Whether she was his own
wife, or somebody else's wife, we could not clearly determine, but
she performed the household duties with exemplary assiduity. A piece
of a sheep was immediately put on the fire, while the Kitat and the
wife plied us with milk and cheese, and did their best to entertain
us with their lively conversation, which turned chiefly on the
passage of the Tolla, with an occasional allusion to Tsagan-tuguruk.
We, all the while, tried to analyse the motives that actuated the
Kitat in going out of his way to show us such civility, seeing we
had last parted with him on very indifferent terms. Did he intend
to heap coals of fire on our heads? or to show us that Mongols bear
no malice? Or was he proud to show his friends that he had such
distinguished guests in his tent? I believe he was moved by none of
these considerations, but simply by the feeling of true hospitality
that is natural to all Mongols. It turned out that the feast our
host had prepared was solely for us, for he himself was already
engaged to dine with our lama and his Tolla-river friends when
they should come up. We were visited by many Mongols, some of whom
appeared to belong to the family, and spent a very pleasant evening.
When bed-time came, and the fire was out, the hole in the roof was
covered over, and the yourt was cleared of all but ourselves, the
Kitat and the lady.

Many valuable hours were lost next morning in settling with the
Mongols for their services of the preceding day. It cost three taels
in all--about a guinea--a sum which seemed to our lama exorbitant,
and caused many rueful shakes of his shaven head. During the bustle
of preparation, a heartless robbery was committed on me. A small
pic-nic case, containing a drinking-glass, knife, fork and spoon,
was stolen out of the cart. If they had stolen a horse, or our
tent, or box of Sycee silver, I could have born it with equanimity,
but the loss of articles so constantly in use was hard to bear. I
missed them every hour of the day, and it was of course impossible
to replace them. I was compelled, on emergencies, thereafter to
use the _ei-iga_ of some stray Mongol, which went much against the
grain. They are so uncleanly in their habits that their wooden cups
get frequently encrusted with dirt. Their usual mode of cleaning
them is to give the inside of the cup a scrape with the back of the
thumb-nail, or, when they mean to be very particular, they clean
their cup in the same manner as a dog cleans a plate.

Having bought another pony for myself from the Kitat, first,
because I wanted it; and second, because I wanted to acknowledge his
hospitality, we formed the order of march, which was this: Tellig,
mounted on a pony, to accompany us and pilot us to Maimachin and
Urga, and then follow after the caravan, which was to take a short
cut from Maimachin and cut off a corner at Urga, not passing through
the town at all. Maimachin is a Chinese commercial settlement about
two miles from the ford of the Tolla, established, as the Mongols
believe, for the purpose of swindling them. It is a unique-looking
place, built of wood for the most part, the outer wall enclosing
the whole, as also the fences round each compound, being made of
rough poles placed uprightly and close together. It is entered by a
gate, which has the appearance of being in constant use. The mutual
jealousies of the two races lead them both to seclude themselves
for their own protection. The Chinese shopkeepers in the settlement
are well-to-do people, mostly, I believe, Shansi men. We rode
about the streets for some time trying to find a few necessaries
we required, but were not very successful. At last we stopped at a
blacksmith's shop to try and get our ponies shod. The artisan to
whom we addressed ourselves did not understand us, but ran into the
next shop and brought out a well-dressed young fellow, who at once
addressed us in Russian. He could not comprehend our ignorance of
that language; but he soon condescended to speak Chinese, which a
Chinaman never will do if he can get on in any other language. We
could not deal with the man, however, and being short of time we
yielded to Tellig's importunity, and turned our heads towards Urga.
The streets of Maimachin are canals of black mire, and so uneven
that our beasts could with difficulty keep their legs. We were
heartily glad to get out into the open air again.

On the way to Urga we passed a large house nearly finished, on a
rising ground, and in a fine commanding position. It is the house
of the Russian consul; but Tellig would not have it so,--said he
knew the Russian house, and would take us there all right. He
certainly did take us to a Russian piggery, where a few so-called
merchants lived in the most barbarous and filthy condition. We could
not even communicate with them, except in the little we had picked
up of the Mongol language. To see the consul we had to go all the
way back again to the big house we had passed. Mr. Shishmaroff, the
vice-consul in charge, received us very hospitably, and treated
us to a civilised breakfast on a clean white tablecloth. It was a
greater luxury to us than probably even our host imagined, for we
had not seen an egg for twenty-seven days, there being no fowls
in Mongolia. Mr. Shishmaroff must lead a very solitary life in
Urga, having no one with whom to associate but the high Chinese
mandarin and the Mongol deputy-khan. His house-supplies are, for
the most part, brought from Kiachta, the Russian frontier town,
175 miles distant. The Russian government keeps up a considerable
establishment at Urga, the consul having a body-guard of twenty
Cossacks, besides the twenty Russian carpenters who are at work
on the new house, and other hangers-on. The object of such an
expensive establishment, at a place like Urga, where Russia has no
interests whatever to protect, can only be divined by the light
of its traditional policy of progress in Asia. It has long been
considered[5] that the Khingan chain of mountains running east
and west past Urga to the head waters of the river Amoor forms
the "natural boundary" of Siberia, and consequently advantage has
been taken of disputes between the Mongol khans of former times
and some Russian merchants who had penetrated as far as Urga, to
gain a foot-hold there, which will certainly never be relinquished
until the whole tract of country enclosed by these mountains and
by the river Kerulun, the head stream of the Amur, to Lake Hurun
or Dalainor, has been annexed to Siberia. After that, the "natural
boundary" will be discovered to lie still farther to the south.
Russia is in no hurry to enter on the possession of this new
territory, but, in the mean time, the country has been surveyed, and
is included in Russian maps of Eastern Siberia. The transfer will
be made quietly, and without bloodshed, when the favourable moment
comes, for none understand better than Russian diplomatists the
_suaviter in modo_ when it suits their purpose. No one will be much
a loser by the change. The Emperor of China will lose his nominal
suzerainty over a country that even now probably costs him more than
it is worth. The Mongol tribes, with their chiefs, would merely
become subjects of one autocrat instead of another; but everything
else would probably go on as at present until time brought gradual
changes. The Chinese merchants don't care a straw about who is king
as long as they are left to their peaceful occupations; and the
Russian government is too enlightened to throw any obstacles in the
way of a trade which has done more than anything else to develop the
resources of the Siberian deserts.

  [5] See Bell of Antermony.

The name, _Urga_, or the camp, is not in common use. The Mongols
call it _Kuren_ or _Ta Kuren_, which Huc translates the "great
enclosure." The situation of the town, or camp, or whatever it may
be called, is romantic in the extreme. It stands on a wide plateau
about a mile from the Tolla. Behind the Kuren is a bold and rugged
mountain range which shelters it from the northerly gales, while in
front there is never wanting a pleasing prospect for the eye to rest
upon in the roughly wooded mountains beyond the Tolla, that hem in
the valley of that river. The river itself is hardly seen from the
town, being concealed by the growth of brushwood on its banks and on
the low islands that lie in the stream.

The population is scattered over the plateau, without much reference
to regularity of arrangement, and instead of streets the dwellings
of the Mongols are separated by crooked passages. The only buildings
in the place are temples, official residences, and the houses
occupied by Chinese or Russians. The Mongols live in tents, as they
do in the desert, with this difference, that each family surrounds
itself with a wooden palisade as a protection from thieves, who are
numerous among the pilgrims, who resort on pious missions to the
Kuren.

A man was found to shoe our ponies, which he did well and
expeditiously, and at a very moderate charge, about half the
sum demanded at Maimachin. The shoeing-smith was a Chinaman--of
course--for it seems the Mongols never do, under any circumstances,
shoe their horses. They have no hard roads, it is true, to contend
with, but even the gravelly sand of many parts of the desert
does sometimes wear down the soles of their horses' feet, and
particularly the toes, until the animal becomes useless. They seldom
allow them to get so bad as that, however, as the large herds
they possess afford them the means of frequently changing their
saddle-horses.

There are no shops in the Kuren, that being contrary to the Mongol
nature. All things necessary for desert life are to be purchased for
bricks of tea in a large open space where a great bazaar is held
under booths, principally by Mongol women. There you may purchase
horses, cattle, tents, leather harness, saddles, beef, mutton, caps
for lamas or black men, female ornaments, felt,--in short everything
within the scope of Mongol imagination. Our small purchases were
effected very satisfactorily--no attempt was made to impose on
us because we were strangers, and we had reason to congratulate
ourselves that we were not at the mercy of Chinese. In nothing is
the contrast between Mongols and Chinese more marked than in the
common honesty of shopkeepers or hawkers. It may indeed be said
with truth that mercantile honesty allows a man to get as much as
he can for his goods, but it is very doubtful whether such a maxim
can properly be stretched so as to justify a shopkeeper in taking a
customer at a disadvantage.

The nucleus of the Mongol settlement at Urga is the Great Lamasery
of the Guison-tamba or Lama-king of the Mongols. In this monastery,
and in the minor ones round it, it has been said that 30,000 lamas
reside, which estimate, however, must be received with caution. The
two great lamaseries of Dobodorsha and Daichenalon are built in an
indentation of the mountains that form the northern valley which
opens into the valley of the Tolla at Urga. As our route from Urga
lay on the <DW72> of the opposite side of the valley, and our time
was exhausted, we had not the chance of visiting these temples.
The buildings are of vast extent, as plain almost as if they were
barracks; but what ornamentation there is about them is quiet and
in good taste. They differ considerably from the Chinese style of
architecture, and are no doubt Thibetan. An inscription in the
Thibetan language has been placed on the <DW72> of the hill above the
monasteries. The characters are formed by means of white stones, and
the size of them is such as to render the writing perfectly legible
at the distance of a mile.

All good lamas esteem it an honour to be able to say they have made
a pilgrimage to the Kuren, and these devotees come from enormous
distances--some from the Manchurian wildernesses in the far east,
and others from the frontiers of Thibet.[6] There are many small
shrines on the plateau on which the town stands, erected for the
convenience of those ascetics who are desirous of commending
themselves to the favour of Bhudda and to the respect of their
fellows. I observed one of these deluded people performing a
journey to a shrine, which was then about a quarter of a mile from
him. He advanced by three measured steps one stage, made sundry
prostrations, falling flat on his face on the stony ground, repeated
prayers, and then advanced again. I know not from what distance he
had come, or how long it was since he had commenced this slow and
painful march; but, on a rough calculation, we made out that it
would take him two days more, at the same rate of progress, to reach
the goal.

  [6] Huc.

The Lama-king of the Kuren is regarded by the Mongols as a god.
He can never die--he only transmigrates. The whole of the Kalkas
tribes are under his sway, and this personage is consequently an
object of constant jealousy to the emperors of China, who keep
an anxious watch over his proceedings. The lama system has been
greatly humoured by the Chinese emperors from early times, and
the theocracy of Mongolia and Thibet is mainly of their creation.
The secular sovereignty of these nations became spiritual by an
accident or an after-thought, and does not, like the Japanese,
trace back into the dawn of history its descent from the gods. The
last independent king of Thibet finding himself in great trouble
from within and from without, escaped from the cares of government
by becoming a lama. This happened about the year 1100 A.D., and,
in a few years afterwards, Thibet became subject to China. When
Kublai became Emperor of China he made a lama of Thibet king, and
the kings who succeeded the Mongols in China followed up the idea
of conciliating the lama power by making eight of them kings. These
afterwards (A.D. 1426) took the title of grand lama, and the chief
of them became the Dalai-lama of Thibet,[7] who from that time to
this has been the head of the Bhuddist religion and the vassal king
of Thibet. It would have been impossible, under any circumstances,
for the Dalai-lama to have maintained a real surveillance over
the widely-scattered tribes who acknowledged his spiritual sway;
and in fact his authority over his distant dependents began to be
greatly relaxed from the time that the emperors of China completed
the subjection of all the tribes who now inhabit what is called
Chinese Tartary. The Emperor Kang-hi, under whose reign this was
accomplished, promoted the independence of the lama-king of the
Kalkas with a view to severing the tie that bound them to their
neighbours the Eleuths or Kalmuks, and in order to accustom the
vassal chiefs of the various tribes to look more and more to the
Chinese emperors for government and protection. By this wise policy
the Chinese government sought to divert the Mongols from forming any
combination which might threaten the stability of the foreign rule
to which the tribes had just been subjected. The Chinese ambassadors
at the court of the Dalai-lama, men of great talent, and trained in
diplomatic subtlety, furthered these purposes of their government by
holding in check the pretensions of the Dalai-lama, while appearing
to support him, and, by indirect means, neutralising his authority
whenever the exercise of it seemed to clash with the Chinese
policy. The lama-king of the Kalkas has therefore become virtually
independent of his spiritual superior at Lassa, for whom he has
about the same regard as Napoleon has for the Pope.

  [7] Histoire des Huns, De Guignes, Paris, 1756.

The "Urga" of the Kalkas has not always been where it stands now.
In 1720,[8] it was on the river Orkhon, near its confluence with
the Selenga, some distance north of the present Urga. But some time
before that date the Kalkas had their head-quarters where the Urga
now stands, for we read[9] of the Eleuths having "destroyed the
magnificent temple, which the Kutuchtu had built near the river
Tula, of yellow varnished bricks," about the year 1688.

  [8] Bell.

  [9] Un. Hist., vol. iv. p. 77.

The mountain fastnesses of the Khangai range, stretching south-west
from Urga, and bordering the great desert, are eminently favourable
to the assembling of armies, and afford a safe retreat for fugitive
tribes. The richness of the pastures, and the abundance of water
supplied by the larger rivers, and by the mountain streams that are
found in every ravine, afford sustenance for unlimited herds and
flocks. The first Huns had their head-quarters not far from Urga
long before the Christian era. The site of the old Mongol capital of
Kara Korum is about 160 miles from Urga in a south-west direction.
Thence the Mongols issued forth to conquer Asia and Europe, and
thither they returned, when driven out of China in 1368, to found
the new empire of the Yuen of the north, under a Grand Khan of the
Kalkas. There also flourished Ung-Khan, celebrated in the 12th
century, from his name having been used by the Nestorians as a
stalking-horse for perpetrating what has generally been considered
as a gigantic hoax on the Pope and various European sovereigns.
The Nestorians caused it to be reported that they had converted
this potentate and his subjects to Christianity; and that the Khan
had been by them baptised under the name of John. Letters were
written in the name of this "Prester John" as he was called, to
his royal brethren in the west. These seem to have been credited
as genuine, for more than one mission was despatched from European
courts to make the acquaintance of this most Christian king. There
is, perhaps, as much reason to believe as to doubt the conversion
of this prince. These expeditions, if they failed in their main
purpose, were at least the means of giving to the world much
curious information concerning the inhabitants of the Great Tartary.

"Prester John," or, to call him by his right name, Ung-Khan, was
the most powerful Tartar prince of his day. Genghis, then called
Temoujin, when a very young man, repaired to the court of Ung-Khan
to seek aid to repress disturbances among his own tribes, and soon
became commander-in-chief of Ung-Khan's armies, in which capacity
he displayed the high military qualities which afterwards made
him master of nearly the whole civilised world. He was a great
favourite with the Khan, and all went on smoothly until the unlucky
day when Ung-Khan's daughter fell in love with young Temoujin. The
course of true love did not run smooth with him, for his rivals
being fired with enmity, began to plot against him with the Khan,
who in time yielded to their instigation, and betrayed his best
friend. Temoujin remained true to his colours long after he lost
the confidence of the Khan; but the discovery of a deeply-laid plot
against his life at length brought him to an open rupture with his
sovereign. They fought a pitched battle between the rivers Tolla
and Kerlon, probably at a short distance eastward from the present
Urga. Ung-Khan's forces had greatly the advantage in numbers, but
the Khan was no match for his accomplished general. Temoujin gained
a decisive victory. The Khan escaped from the field of battle, but
was soon afterwards killed, and his dynasty destroyed. Temoujin
now found himself master of the situation, and was installed at
Kara-Korum in 1206, under the title of Genghis-Khan.

Having done our business at the Kuren, we started rather late in
the afternoon in pursuit of the camels. The route lay about north
through a valley. It was bad travelling, owing to the rough nature
of the ground. It is naturally soft and boggy, and the melted snow
in the low ground had greatly aggravated the evil. When past the
great monasteries, we got on higher ground on the <DW72> of the
hills, but this was, if possible, more slippery than the low road,
for the melting snow above kept up a continuous supply of moisture
which made the road very difficult even for horses. We soon came
upon the traces of camels, which we had no difficulty in identifying
by the side-slips down the hill made by their broad splay feet. This
is always dangerous work for camels, and we had some apprehension
of accidents from "splitting," or dislocating the hip joints. We
were in consequence not ill-pleased to come upon the caravan a
little after sunset, encamped in a narrow ravine looking west, and
at the foot of a steep pass. Several of the camels had fallen,
but fortunately none were injured. It was a fine moonlight night,
and we tried to get our people to proceed on the journey; but the
camels could not draw the carts over the pass, steep as it was, and
with such slippery roads. Bullocks had been sent for, and they were
expected every hour, of course, but it might have been evident to us
that they had no intention of coming before morning. Anyhow we would
not be the occasion of delay, and therefore slept in our carts ready
for a move at any moment. At daylight on the 23rd of September the
bullocks came, two for each cart, accompanied by a young woman and
a boy, who proceeded to harness them in a very slow and deliberate
manner. The beasts did their work, but with difficulty, owing to
the broken character of the road. On the top of the pass our lama
paid his respects to an obon, by throwing a large piece of wood on
it, and the bullocks took the carts safely down the other side of
the pass, which was quite as steep as the ascent. We then proceeded
with the camels through valleys and undulations, among fine mountain
scenery, avoiding the main road, and striking off through various
bye-paths, all apparently well known to our conductors. At 3 p.m.
we halted off Narim valley to dine, intending to take advantage of
the moonlight to resume our night travelling. But as bad luck would
have it a snowstorm came on, and we had to remain where we were till
morning. All hopes of mending our pace from Urga to Kiachta now
vanished. We had already lost two good nights out of the four, or
at most five days which is considered ample time for the journey;
and if the stormy weather were to continue, which it looked very
like doing, we might be the whole winter on the road. The beasts
had little to eat but snow all night. In the morning the ground was
white, but the storm was over. Our old enemy the wind began early
in the day to stir the twigs of the trees, and though he came in
like a lamb, we had but too sure a presentiment of what was coming.
It blew fiercely all day, and we walked during the greater part of
it. The slight covering of snow on the ground soon melted under the
combined action of the sun and wind. The latter agency is certainly
the more powerful of the two, when the atmosphere is above freezing
temperature. Our nights were always very frosty, but the sun had
still sufficient influence during the middle of the day to moisten
the surface of the ground.

Over a steep pass and down into another valley we joined the main
road, which is now very broad and good. Our march continued to
be diversified by valleys and undulations, the scene constantly
changing, and now and again opening out enchanting views of scenery,
with every variety of rock and river, wooded hills and high mountain
ranges tumbling on each other. The wind, that had blown bitterly
cold all day, lulled at sunset; the sky continued clear, and we had
a calm frosty night. Halted at 10 p.m. in _Gurun-dsata_, a broad
rich valley, with abundant grass, and supporting vast herds of
cattle, which the clear moonlight revealed to us. The beauties of
this spot were only fully discovered at sunrise the next morning,
which being calm and fine, we were in the best humour to enjoy the
rocky, woody, and pastoral scenes around us. It was plain we had
got into a country altogether different from the Mongol steppes. The
valleys are all watered by streams, and the soil susceptible of high
cultivation.

We are now frightened with another bugbear, in the shape of an
unfordable river, the _Khara-gol_, or "black-river." It seemed we
were destined to be delayed by every possible contrivance of nature,
for these rivers are very rarely flooded. Were it otherwise, some
device would certainly have been found to meet the emergency. It was
all the more hard, therefore, that these paltry little Mongol rivers
should get themselves up into such a state of fury just when we were
passing through the country.

During our march towards Khara river, we struck the river _Boro_, a
tributary of the Khara, which waters a fine broad valley containing
the largest Mongol population we had seen anywhere collected in one
place. As we followed the course of the Boro down the valley, we
passed several apparently separate communities, all rich in cattle.
A novel sight here met our eye, the cultivation of a coarse kind
of rye, called by the Mongols, _boota_. They were harvesting this
as we passed, carting it to the yourts in a rough sort of wooden
cart, and stacking it up. This seems to show that the Mongols are
not naturally averse to cultivation, when they are favourably
circumstanced for carrying it out. Some of their tribes, such as
those in Western Toumet, mentioned by Huc, do indeed systematically
cultivate the ground. The sun had set before we got to the end of
the valley, and we encamped in the evening not far from the left
bank of the Khara-gol, sending out the lama with a native of the
district to survey a crossing for the morning.

Early on the 26th we advanced to the river at a place higher up than
the usual ford. Carts were unloaded, and the passage effected in the
same way as the Tolla, but, the river being much smaller, less time
was lost in the operation. There is always a busy scene at these
fords, particularly when a drove of cattle have to be got over. One
poor man spent the whole morning in fruitless endeavours to drive
half-a-dozen cattle through the river, but the neighbours at last
came to his assistance, and led them through one by one.

There was a steep pass before us, a few miles distant, and at a
yourt near the Khara four sturdy little yaks were engaged to get
our carts over. A young lama courier, well versed in the Russian
language, whom we found in the yourt, where he had spent the night,
afforded us no end of fun all the morning. He was a great wag, and
affected to be a man of the world, travelling constantly as he did
between the court of Peking and Kiachta. He chaffed our lama more
than he liked, criticising his cattle, and offering to buy him out.
As a specimen of how these couriers do their work, this young scamp
had not only spent the whole night in a yourt, but waited in the
morning for our party, and kept company with us till near mid-day.

The pass is up a steep and rugged ravine, thickly wooded with
white-skinned birch-trees. The trees do not grow to any size before
they rot in the heart, and become hollow, when the wind blows them
over. Few of them have a proper trunk, but two or three strong
suckers shooting up from the root. It makes excellent firewood, but
is unfit for any other purpose.

In the ascent the view is entirely shut in by the woods, but on
the top, near the _Obon_, is a clear space, from which an imposing
view is obtained of the hills and dales behind and before us, with
the Boro valley spread out at our feet. In the descent we plunge
again into the thick woods, emerging at the foot into a long valley
leading to _Bain-gol_. This is a very small river, with soft, boggy
ground on either side, very bad walking for camels. The river,
like the others we had crossed, runs westwards and northwards. On
the north side of Bain-gol we halted from sunset till midnight,
and at daylight entered another fine, long valley, through which
runs the _Shara-gol_, the "yellow," or "sandy river," for it may
be translated either way. In this valley the grass grew more
luxuriantly than we had yet seen. Crowds of Mongols were settled
here, and the valley was covered with enormous herds of cattle. The
people were busy cutting the long grass with scythes, which they
handle very skilfully, and stacking it up round their yourts. This
grassy spot was selected for wintering in, and is no doubt less
populous in the summer season, when the grass is green and abundant
in the country. A steep pass takes us out of this valley, but we
still follow to the left the course of the river for some distance.
We halted about 4 o'clock, the lama having ridden to a distant yourt
to buy a sheep. He could not bring it with him, but must needs
return to our tent, and send Tellig, who was a "black man," to fetch
the sheep, thereby losing much valuable time. The lama notions
on this subject are absurd in the extreme. They will not kill an
animal, nor will they carry it to be killed. But they will bargain
for and purchase the animal for the purpose of getting it killed,
and they will eat it after it is killed, thus becoming "accessory
after the fact," as well as before it. I never could understand
the logic of this practical application of the doctrine of
transmigration, for it always appeared to me that on the hypothesis
of the soul of Bhudda or any relative being in captivity in the body
of a sheep, it would be a simple act of charity to release it by
procuring the transmigration.

It rained a little at sunset, but no gale of wind followed, as on
former occasions.

At midnight we proceeded over a stiff sandy pass, and got the
carts through by putting an extra camel to each of them. This was
followed by another stiff pass, a little sandy, but road pretty
good, and so on through the night, till we descended about 9 o'clock
next day to the banks of the _Iro-gol_, a smooth flowing river, 100
yards wide, and ten feet deep. Seeing hosts of caravans on both
sides of the river we expected to have to "wait a wee" before we
could get across, but were agreeably surprised to find a passage
ready for us in a few hours. Rafts made of hollowed trees lashed
together transport the baggage, the camels and horses, unloaded,
are led from the boats, and swim across. The current of the Iro was
about three miles an hour. The right bank of the river at the place
we crossed is a great flat, but the left bank is hilly and well
wooded, and apparently closed in by bluffs on the right bank above
and below us, for the river is very tortuous. It forms altogether
a very pretty valley. We had to spend a good many hours basking in
the warm sunshine, waiting for all the force to get over. When the
caravan was ready to start we induced the lama to ride ahead with us
through _Talabulyk_, taking a sackful of mutton to be boiled at some
yourt ready for Tellig and his friend when they came up. By this
means we saved much time, and gave the Mongols no excuse for another
halt. One long march would bring us to Kiachta, and we were the more
anxious to lose no time, because a storm, or some other unforeseen
event, might delay us again. We travelled hard all night over rough
roads, through dense pine forests, and shortly after daylight we
came out on a rather sandy open space, across which, at a distance
of eight miles, Tellig pointed out two white specks, informing us,
with an air of triumph, that that was Kiachta. They were two of the
church spires that form landmarks for all Russian towns.

Here we were, then, at last, on the 29th of September, at the end of
a journey which had sometimes seemed interminable. Thirty-four days
in travelling 780 miles! Think of that, ye who fly about the country
in express trains. Of course the high Russian officials who pass
occasionally between Peking and St. Petersburg have a quicker mode
of getting across Mongolia. The post horses kept for the couriers
are at their disposal, and by some pre-arrangement they have relays
all the way, and so they travel in their own comfortable carriages
from Kiachta to Peking in twelve days or so.




CHAPTER X.

MONGOLS--HISTORICAL NOTES.


A peculiar interest surrounds these wandering tribes of the desert.
In them we see the living representatives of the ancient Huns, and
of the yet more ancient Scythians. Of them came Attila, "the Scourge
of God," who with his barbarian hordes shook the foundations of
Europe in the fifth century, and accelerated the downfall of the
old Roman empire; of them came also the redoubtable warriors who
desolated Asia and Europe six hundred years ago.

The Mongol tribes are exceedingly conservative in their habits;
their fashions never change. A description of their manners in the
time of Genghis, or even of Attila, is equally applicable now.
Everything goes to show that in the form of their tents, in their
dress, their social customs, and their mode of life, the Mongols
of to-day have changed but little since they first became known to
history.

The early history of the Huns is involved in obscurity. They appear
to have existed as a pastoral people, inhabiting the east of the
desert of Gobi from about 1200 B.C., during which time they were
frequently at war with the Chinese. The first authentic accounts of
them date from about the year 200 B.C., when they greatly extended
their empire, and became very formidable neighbours to China. It was
in the third century before the Christian era that the Chinese built
the famous wall as a protection from the inroads of the warlike
Huns, who, notwithstanding, laid China under tribute.

Vouti, of the Han dynasty (died 87 B.C.), gained a bloody victory
over the Huns, and was the first to break their power in China. He
followed up his military success by the application of the craft
for which his race was, even at that early date, distinguished. By
diligently promoting dissension among the tribes he succeeded in
severing many of them from their allegiance to the Tanjou, the title
then adopted by the kings of the Huns. The Tanjou himself became
afterwards a vassal to the Chinese emperors, and was fain to lick
the dust for a dependent kingship.

About 100 years after the birth of Christ, the Huns were broken up
and scattered. The Huns of the South, who had previously seceded
from the main body, and had established their dynasty in alliance
with China, held together till the year 216 A.D. The Northern Huns,
being distressed by a great famine, were attacked by the tribes
whom they had so long oppressed, and were compelled to seek safety
in flight. From that era we must date the migrations of the Hunnish
tribes. They were again subdivided. One branch wandered to the coast
of the Caspian Sea, where they settled, and became modified in their
character under the influence of a more genial climate; their nomad
habits were gradually abandoned; and they became civilised. These
were called the White Huns.

Another branch migrated in a north-westerly direction, and in their
march had to contend with a more rigorous climate. Exasperated
by their struggles with the elements and with many enemies, they
retained all their savageness in their new settlement on the Volga.
These restless warriors had barely secured their own existence
in the west, when they began to attack their neighbours. After
conquering the Alani, a nation only a little less barbarous than
themselves, and adding to their own forces those of the vanquished
tribes, the Huns became the terror of the Goths, and these also fell
a prey to the invaders before the end of the fourth century of the
Christian era.

But the power of these wandering tribes was always liable to be
paralysed by the jealousies of rival chiefs. Their notions of
government were crude; hereditary succession was held of little
account among them. The Huns were only formidable to their
neighbours when they were under the leadership of chiefs who
possessed sufficient vigour to rise pre-eminent over all others, and
the talent or the craft to secure to themselves absolute power.

Attila was one of these. The Huns were already in the ascendant
when he came to the throne; but his genius, energy, and insatiable
ambition soon rendered them the terror of all Europe, and himself
the greatest barbarian that ever wielded the sceptre. Attila had a
body-guard of subject kings. His effective force has been variously
estimated at half-a-million and at seven hundred thousand men. He
enriched himself with the spoils of all nations; yet in the height
of his barbaric pride he retained in camp the simple habits of his
ancestors. Having subdued every hostile tribe within his reach, and
incorporated their armies with his own, he threw the whole weight
of his forces on the corrupt and degenerate Roman Empire, which
was brought to the feet of the conqueror and compelled to accept
conditions of peace the most degrading that the insolence of the
invader could dictate.

Desolation everywhere followed the march of Attila, for destruction
was ever the glory of the barbarians. As the old Huns lived by
predatory warfare, so the hosts of Attila were actuated, only in a
higher degree, by the savage instincts of wild beasts. But their
power only held together while there was food for pillage, and a
master mind to direct their enterprise. And thus their reign of
terror in Europe was of brief duration. A heavy debauch cut short
the career of Attila, and he died an inglorious death in his own bed
from the bursting of an artery. The empire of his creation collapsed
after his death amid contending factions; and in A.D. 468, just
fifteen years after the death of Attila, the empire of the Huns was
utterly destroyed, and their name disappeared from history.

The shepherds tended their flocks in the steppes of Tartary,
and 700 years passed away before another chief arose to summon
the scattered tribes to his standard. During that period sundry
insignificant dynasties succeeded each other on the outskirts of
the Chinese dominions. The Turks also appeared in the interval, and
established a formidable power, which lasted from the sixth to the
eighth century. They issued from the Altai mountains, where they
had served the Geougen Tartars who had overwhelmed the Huns after
the death of Attila. The Turks, or Turki, reduced the Geougen, and,
it is said, almost extirpated them. These Turks have been supposed
to have been identical in race with the Huns who preceded, and the
Mongols who followed, them.[10] But there is much reason to doubt
their consanguinity.[11] The great skill in iron working for which
the original Turks were distinguished, seems sufficient to mark a
difference between them and the ancestors of the pure Mongols. They
shaved the beard also in token of grief, and were considered by the
Persians handsome men.[12] The Huns and Mongols had almost no beard,
and in the eyes of all writers who have thought it worth while to
describe their persons, they were remarkable for their deformity.

  [10] De Guignes. Hist. des Huns.

  [11] Memoirs of Baber. Erskine's Introd.

  [12] Un Hist. vol. iii. p. 365.

It would, however, be a hopeless task to unravel the descent of
the various races miscalled Tartars. The old Chinese records have
preserved little more than the catalogue of kings and battles,
and of the rise and fell of dynasties. The Tartar powers that
have successively risen up in Asia have never been composed of
a homogeneous race. Their names, even have generally been taken
from some small tribe or family which accident rendered prominent;
and the names Tartar, Turk, and Mongol, have been perpetuated
and misapplied to armies and confederations of mixed races. The
wanderings of these mixed tribes, the dissolution of empires which
arose among them, and the reconstruction of these empires under
new combinations, have constantly tended to the amalgamation in
blood and language of races distinct in origin, but following the
same nomadic habits. Their mode also of dealing with prisoners of
war, and the conditions which they imposed on conquered nations,
conduced still more to the fusion and confusion of races. It was
unusual with the Huns or Mongols to spare their prisoners, unless
they could employ them either as slaves or soldiers, or make profit
by their ransom. The men were massacred, and the eligible women
were appropriated by the conquerors. A supply of women was exacted
as tribute from subject states. This gross indignity was ruthlessly
imposed on the Chinese; and "a select band of the fairest maidens
of China was annually devoted to the rude embraces of the Huns."[13]
These practices must have tended greatly to enhance the perplexity
of ethnologists in attempting to analyse the masses of men who, by
the vicissitudes of war, were from time to time assembled under one
standard, and received the name of the dominant family.

  [13] Gibbon, vol. iii. p. 363.

When the Huns appeared in Europe, however, they were portrayed by
the Goths and Romans in graphic but distorted terms. Through the
haze of these hideous caricatures,[14] and the fabulous origin which
fear and hatred attributed to the Huns, we cannot fail to identify
in them the form and features of the modern Mongols. Whatever be
the descent of the numerous Turki tribes, and whatever changes may
have been brought about by intermixture, change of climate, &c.,
in the pastoral peoples, the great race of the Mongols has in the
main preserved its manners and its characteristics through all
its revolutions and migrations, and has proved its unity in blood
with the Huns of Attila. The Mongols are certainly far from being
a handsome people, but the Romans, themselves models of symmetry,
greatly exaggerated their deformity. The barbarians were esteemed
so fiendish in their aspect, that the Goths, to account for the
phenomenon, were obliged to invent the fable of the descent of
the Huns from the unholy union of Scythian witches with infernal
spirits. They were inhumanly ugly. Attila himself was hideous. Yet
that did not deter the young Princess Honoria from betraying, or
feigning, a passion for him. That spirited lady, with a courage
worthy of a better cause, found means of secretly communicating with
the king of the Huns, and urged him to claim her as his bride.

  [14] Ibid. p. 371.

In the thirteenth century, Genghis became Khan[15] of all the
Mongols, who under him were once more the terror of the world.
Genghis had already conquered the Naimans, a powerful people in
their day; and invaded Tangout. When he had assembled under his
standard the tribes of his own people and of the nations whom he
had conquered, he was impelled by his restless ambition to keep
them in motion. The lust of conquest became his ruling passion, and
every new trophy added fuel to its flame. He first invaded Kitai, or
northern China, overran the territories of the then powerful Kin,
desolated their cities and villages, and massacred their people,
and then retired to the river Tolla to recruit, having added to his
army many Chinese of all ranks. The seven years' campaign in the
west followed shortly after, during which Genghis conquered Persia
and Bukhara, destroyed many populous cities, and put to the sword
prodigious numbers of human beings. His lieutenants extended their
ravages still further westward, while Genghis himself returned
to his head-quarters at Kara-Korum. Kitai was again invaded, and
Tangout subjugated. On the death of Genghis, in 1227, the succession
to the Khanate fell to his son Oktai, who followed up the conquest
of China according to instructions delivered by Genghis on his
death-bed. But the empire had become so unwieldy, and the distances
that separated the divisions of it so vast, that it could no longer
subsist in its integrity. It was soon split up into sections, which
were parcelled out to the descendants of Genghis. Some reigned in
Persia, and some in Kapchak, a territory stretching from the Caspian
Sea to Kazan, and covering a large portion of the steppe of the
Kirghis. The little dynasty of the Nogai Tartars was also founded
in Europe by a descendant of Genghis. The Tartar kingdoms of Kazan
and the Crimea were both offshoots from the khans of Kapchak. Batou,
Khan of Kapchak, or the Golden Horde, took Moscow and wasted the
Russian provinces. Kublai, who succeeded to China, was the greatest
of them all. In addition to that country, he possessed Pegu, Thibet,
and the whole of Tartary; while Cochin China, Tonquin, and Corea
paid him tribute. He was, moreover, acknowledged by all the other
khans as their chief. But the whole continent of Asia lay between
him and his vassals, and his suzerainty soon became a name only, and
in course of time the form also was discontinued.

  [15] The title of Khan was first assumed by the Geougen, in the
fifth century.

The Mongols were, however, incapable of maintaining a settled
government. The expeditions to subjugate Japan having proved
fruitless, there was no other country left for them to conquer;
this quiescent state was unnatural to them, and Chinese culture
demoralised them in less than a hundred years.

Russia was held by a tenure more suitable to the nomad habits of the
Mongols. Armies had to be maintained, and the khans of the Golden
Horde found occupation in keeping down the Russian princes. They
therefore held their supremacy in Europe, until they did the work of
their enemies by quarrelling amongst themselves, but their yoke was
not finally shaken off till the fifteenth century.

Before the empires founded by the family of Genghis had been wholly
broken up, another great Mongol conqueror appeared in the person of
Timour, or Tamerlane. Born under happier auspices, and brought up
in contact with more civilised people, Timour added to the native
ferocity and the ambition of universal empire of his ancestors, the
arts and some of the refinements of education. He was, moreover,
a zealous Mahommedan, and drew from the Koran encouragements in
his career of conquest, and excellent moral maxims which seemed
in strange contrast with his life. In a military point of view,
Timour's life was a brilliant success. Before his death he placed
twenty-seven crowns on his head; he conquered India, and boasted
that he had penetrated northwards to the region of perpetual day.
His conquests outstripped those of Alexander. "On the eastern bank
of the Hyphasis, on the edge of the Desert, the Macedonian hero
halted and wept; the Mogul entered the desert, reduced the fortress
of Batnir, and stood in arms before Delhi."[16] He captured Delhi,
and "purified his soldiers in the blood of the idolaters." Timour,
when he was seventy years old, resolved to re-conquer China, from
which country the family of Genghis had been recently expelled.
He despatched his armies from Samarcand for the expedition, but he
himself died on the way, in 1405, and his empire fell to pieces
through the incapacity of his sons.

  [16] Gibbon, vol. ix. p. 10.

Timour had perhaps the honour of shedding more blood than any of
his predecessors; but, like them, he was incapable of governing
what he had conquered. His boast that a child might carry a purse
of gold from the east to the west, could be justified only on the
supposition that he had pacified Asia by making it a solitude.

He was considered a usurper by the Mongols of his day. He made
war on his own people because they were idolaters; yet the modern
Mongols worship him, beguiling their long evenings in their tents by
chanting invocations to his memory.

The next great Mongol who left his mark on the world was Timour's
great-grandson Baber, who conquered Delhi in 1528, and founded
there the dynasty of the Great Mogul. But Baber was ashamed of his
descent, and despised the Mongol character. It was probably to his
throwing off the barbarism of his ancestors, that his family owed
the permanence of their Indian empire. The last scion of this royal
house died in misery at Rangoon, in 1862.

On the disruption of the Mongol empire, founded by Genghis, and
built on by his successors, the tribes who composed it were
dispersed far and wide over Europe and Asia, from the Great Wall
of China to the Volga and the Black Sea. Their dynastic divisions
were numerous, but the Mongol blood was soon lost in many of these.
The Khans were often followed into conquered territories by a small
proportion only of their own race, sometimes by a few families,
and sometimes by a few individuals only, their armies being mainly
composed of alien elements. These handfuls of men soon lost their
national characteristics under the influence of a settled life,
and contact with races better trained in the arts of peace. The
numerical superiority of the people among whom they lived, must
necessarily have absorbed them; and it would be hard now to trace
the Mongol blood in the descendants of the Tartars of the Crimea, of
Kazan, of Nogai, or of Kapchak.

The homogeneous race of the Mongols may now be divided into the
Kalkas, the Kalmuks, and the Bouriats. The Kalkas, who take their
name from a small river rising in the Siolki mountains in Manchuria,
are a numerous people, occupying the north of the Great Desert. They
may be called the Mongols proper, if any are entitled to that name.

The Kalmuks, so nicknamed by the Mahommedan Tartars, inhabit the
Russian province of Astrakhan. A remarkable exodus of these people
took place in 1770-71, on which occasion half a million of the
Kalmuks of the Volga fled from the tyranny of Catherine II., and
directed their march eastward by the route by which their ancestors
had so often travelled to Europe. During their eight months'
pilgrimage they were goaded to despair by hunger, weariness, and
savage enemies; and when they at last found shelter in the dominions
of the Emperor of China, they had been reduced to half their number.
The Emperor Kienloong allotted to them a settlement in the province
of Dsungaria, on the north-west of the desert. The Eleuths on the
south-east of the desert are also of the race of the Kalmuks. The
black Kalmuks are settled near the sources of the river Obi, north
of the Altai mountains.

The Bouriats in the Siberian province of Trans-baikal, although of
true Mongol origin, do not appear to have been much mixed up in
the military movements of the other tribes. They were nevertheless
a warlike people, were subdued by the family of Genghis in the
thirteenth century, and made a respectable stand against the
Russians in the seventeenth.

There are other tribes of Mongols within the modern limits of China
proper, though north of the Great Wall. Some of these till the
ground, but they are principally kept up as the reserve army of
China.

From the earliest times, these wandering tribes, when not united in
a crusade against the human race at large, were constantly at war
with each other. These feuds were continued with varying results
for several centuries after their empire was broken up; but the
adroitness of the Chinese on the one side, and the brute force of
Russia on the other, have subdued the turbulent spirit of the Mongol
hordes, who for the last hundred years have been quiet subjects of
these two empires.

The Mongols, Kalmuks, and Bouriats are all Bhuddists, while the
other Tartar tribes, with whom the Mongols have been associated in
their wars, are almost all Mahommedans.

The history of the wars of the Huns and Mongols exhibits some
curious psychical phenomena. First, we see these barbarous tribes,
living in the most primitive condition, ignorant of everything
beyond the range of animal instinct, vanquishing in fair fight the
most warlike and civilised nations that then existed. By the weight
of their masses, and the impetuosity of their onslaught, stimulated
by the ferocity of fanaticism, the barbarians broke in on the old
empires, which they overwhelmed like a flood. Civilisation bowed the
neck to barbarism: matter triumphed over mind.

And yet the materials of which these formidable hosts were composed
were in themselves feeble and innocuous. When we see the descendants
of the Huns quietly feeding their sheep in their native deserts,
harmless and kind-hearted, simple and contented, it is hard to
conceive that out of such a race could have come the conquerors of
the world. Their power indeed was a matter of pure accident, that is
to say, it lay dormant until accident raised up men with ability to
use it. The shepherds have little power of reasoning, and no notions
of self-government; but they are willing machines in the hands of
a man of strong intellect, who can exact from them the worship due
to a divinity. Under such a leader they can be handled like a pack
of hounds, with which they have a close affinity in the instinct
of obedience and unreasoning courage: animal qualities which are
invaluable to the schemes of the master-mind.

The heroes of the Mongol tribes have been few and far between.
The marvel is that such a people could produce heroes at all.
Their great conquerors were not men of ordinary ability, but of
vast genius, rendered all the more conspicuous by their untutored
barbarism. None but great minds could have controlled and directed
the movements of such multitudes. The words of the khan were
inexorable laws; without the ruling spirit nothing could be done.
China was saved from a second conquest by the accident of the death
of Timour; and it has been said that the fate of Europe at one
time depended on the digestion of a barbarian under the Great Wall
of China. Nor were the Mongol leaders animated by blind ferocity.
They had an object in their wars, which was nothing less than
the sovereignty of the world. Their courage was high, and they
occasionally fought desperate battles. But that was not their usual
custom. Attila, and Genghis, and Timour, all showed remarkable
caution. They calculated the chances of a battle or a campaign with
the deliberation of experienced generals, and declined engagements
against heavy odds when they could effect a retreat without
discouraging their troops. Attila, the rudest of them all, was a
skilful diplomatist. He penetrated into Gaul, not so much by force
of arms as by the craft he displayed in playing off one faction
against another, and so distracting the counsels of his enemies.

The secret of the ascendency of the Mongol chiefs lay mainly in the
skill with which they used the potent instrument of superstition.
The shepherds, illiterate and brutish, had a blind awe of the
supernatural, which it was the policy of their leaders to encourage.
Attila became miraculously possessed of the sword of the Scythian
Mars, and thenceforth bore a sacred character which was confirmed
to him by his early successes. A divine origin was attributed to
the ancestors of Genghis. He was styled the son of God, and was
popularly believed to have been born of a virgin.[17] The Turks
traced their descent from a youth who was nursed by a she-wolf, a
fable probably borrowed from that of Romulus and Remus.

  [17] Gibbon, vol. iv. p. 322, and note.

The kings of the Huns and Mongols excited the enthusiasm of their
armies by the use of omens. When unfavourable to their plans, the
omens were either disregarded or explained away by the chiefs,
who were probably incredulous, but at all events possessed the
resolution to rise superior to the oracles. Thus when Attila had
raised the siege of Orleans, and was pressed in his retreat by a
powerful army of Goths and Romans, the auguries were against him,
and his troops were dispirited. But Attila, considering that a
defeat would be less disastrous to him than flight, rallied the
sinking courage of the Huns by an eloquent oration, in which, with
consummate ingenuity, he turned the very advantages of the enemy
into encouragements to himself. Their well-chosen posts, their
strict alliance and close order, he affected to attribute to fear
alone. He plied his people also with arguments from the doctrine of
fate, and persuaded them that they were as safe in the thick of the
fight as in their own tents. In the desperate battle which ensued,
Attila outdid himself in personal valour, and the Huns fought
furiously; the slaughter on both sides was prodigious; but when
night came Attila was fain to retire within his camp. The result of
the action was nevertheless creditable to his sagacity, for he was
still so formidable in defeat that his enemies compared him to a
lion at bay, and they dared not renew the attack.

Timour, who lived in a more enlightened age, or rather among a more
enlightened people, and was himself educated in Mohammedanism, rose
to a higher flight in the use and contempt of auguries. Instead of
examining the entrails of animals, he consulted the planets and the
Koran. When marching on Delhi his astrologers could not educe any
favourable indication from the stars, but Timour refused to hamper
his plans by such considerations, telling his astrologers that
fortune does not depend on the stars, but on the Creator of them.

The Huns and Mongols were distinguished from other men, chiefly by
their waste of human life. They may be said to have depopulated
Asia. The flourishing cities that once existed in the deserts of
Tartary have been utterly destroyed; the history of many of them has
been lost; and where large populations cultivated arts and industry,
one may now see only the tent of a herdsman in the vast solitude.
The savages boasted that grass never grew where the feet of their
horses had trod, and that a horse might run without stumbling over
the places where the great cities had stood. The conquerors built
towers and pyramids of the heads of their enemies, that is, their
prisoners--not soldiers only--but whole populations whom they
massacred in cold blood.

But yet, though ferocious, the barbarians were not, strictly
speaking, cruel. Their systematic slaughter must be otherwise
accounted for, and in a way even more humiliating to human nature.
The morality of the kings, khans or emperors may be assumed to
have been on a par with that of the people; it was in intellect
only that they were pre-eminent. Attila, in the midst of his sins
against mankind, was accessible to pity. His own people loved him.
Genghis aspired to the honour of a wise legislator, and primitive
though his code was, his motives for devising it were honourable. He
encouraged trade so far as he knew how; patronised the sciences, and
favoured the missionaries of all persuasions. He was both just and
generous, and if he had but governed, instead of killing, the people
he conquered, it is possible that he might have been a benefactor to
mankind. Yet, in three cities alone, Genghis caused more than four
millions of people to be slaughtered.

But the strange paradox comes out in more vivid colours in the
character of Timour, who, compared with his predecessors, was
civilised and humane. Amongst his exploits was the massacre of
one hundred thousand people at Delhi. He exacted from Ispahan a
contribution of seventy thousand, and from Bagdad of ninety thousand
human heads to build towers with. Although a Mahommedan he did not
spare his co-religionists, but slew indiscriminately all who seemed
to stand in his way. When he grew old, and was satiated with blood
and glory, he repented. But his repentance was the most curious
episode in the monster's history. He planned a pious mission to
China, and in announcing his resolve to his council, he told them
that the conquests he had made were not obtained _without some
violence_, which had occasioned the death of a great number of God's
creatures. To atone for past crimes he determined to perform some
good action, namely, to _exterminate the idolaters of China_.[18]

  [18] Un. Hist. vol. v. p. 57.

By what law or standard of ethics can such an abuse of the moral
faculties be judged? And how can such antagonistic traits of
character be reconciled?

The Mongols did not practise the cruelties that have so often
disgraced more refined peoples. Tortures were exceptional among
them, perhaps because their invention had not risen to such a
pitch. Noble captives were paraded in chains, but that was done
rather to glorify the victor than to punish the victim. The Mongol
massacres seem to have been dictated less by positive than negative
considerations. Their low estimate of the value of human life lay
at the bottom of it all. The slaughter of the population of a great
city was no more in their eyes than the destruction of so many
vermin. Their towers of human heads were to the primitive barbarians
what the trophies of the chace are to sportsmen. Being guided by
animal instincts alone, they were unconscious of any wrong. So
low is the moral condition of uncultivated races, "the children
of nature," that human feelings can only grow in them after ages
of gradual education. The social virtues, and even the natural
affections, are only developed in their full force by means of
artificial or civilised life, just as the perfectability of plants
is only attained by the aid which art gives to nature. So, then, the
artificial state is in a sense more natural to man than the natural
or primitive condition of savages. His moral nature needs culture as
much as his intellect does; and artificial life alone can bring out
man's natural qualities. The affections of the Huns and Mongols were
little more than such as they possessed in common with the lower
animals. They loved their children after a fashion, and sometimes
they loved a favourite wife. But if we desire to test the quality of
the paternal affection of such people, let us look at the half-tamed
barbarian Peter the Great, who condemned and executed his own son,
after inviting him to surrender under the promise of a full pardon.

The theory has been advanced that the exclusively animal diet of the
shepherds rendered them ferocious,[19] and that their familiarity
with the blood of their sheep excited their passion for the blood of
their fellow-creatures. But neither of these hypotheses is founded
on fact. The elaborate cruelties of the vegetarians of China and
Japan supply a sufficient answer to the first. The Chinese have
racked their ingenuity to multiply tortures, and a fat rice-eater
will sip up his tea and fan himself with perfect _sang-froid_, while
he causes the nails of a victim to be pulled out. When their blood
is up the Chinese are as savage as the Mongols, and by so much the
more cruel as their superior intellects supply to them varieties in
the enjoyment of their blood-thirstiness.

  [19] "Il est certain que les grands mangeurs de viande sont en
general cruels et feroces plus que les autres hommes. Cette
observation est de tous les lieux et de tous les temps; la barbarie
anglaise est connue."--Emile de Rousseau. Gibbon, iii. p. 350.

To the second observation it may be replied that the professional
butchers are not the least humane class of civilised society; their
occupation does not impair their human sympathies. A wild beast may
be excited by the taste of blood, but it is merely from the instinct
that impels him to seek his natural food.

The brutalising influence of war itself is well known. To this rule
there are few exceptions. Even among Christian nations, in whom the
degrading tendency is counteracted by education and social culture,
the hero of many battles is but too apt to value his men at so much
per head. Barbarians, with no controlling power to check the natural
bent of their passions, exhibit the full dehumanising effects of
war. They glory in the mere shedding of blood, as a hunter delights
in the death of his game. Yet this savage passion is far removed
from simple cruelty, and may be quite compatible with a low form of
goodness of heart.

Although at first sight the simple life of pastoral peoples does not
seem likely to produce a race of warriors, yet the very simplicity
of their habits peculiarly adapts them for warlike enterprises.
The incentives to war would not be wanting to wandering tribes
with no fixed boundary; for they would be constantly invading each
others' pasture grounds. Hence, the habits of predatory warfare
would be induced. Their hardiness and endurance would enable them
to sustain the fatigue of long marches, privations and exposure.
Such a community needs no commissariat. Their food is the flesh of
their cattle or horses, which, being accustomed to eat grass only,
can always feed themselves on the way. Their tents might even be
dispensed with, and the ground would serve them for a camp. Their
indifference to life renders unnecessary any provision for the care
of the sick or the wounded. They are not hampered in their movements
by any tie to localities. The whole world is alike to them. Their
life in war, involving the long marches and countermarches which
wear out other troops, was little different from their ordinary
habits in peace. Their enthusiasm made them formidable. Their
ignorance rendered them unscrupulous. They destroyed the noblest
monuments of learning and industry with the same wantonness that
prompts a child to pull to pieces the finest piece of mechanism.
They set no value on anything, and it was a pleasant recreation for
them to destroy what they could neither appreciate nor understand.
The spoils of civilisation allured them to new conquests. Victory
inflated their fanaticism. Defeat subdued their spirit for the
time, but they had always a retreat open in the deserts of Asia
where they were at least safe from the retaliation of the civilised
nations whom they had oppressed. In their career of devastation they
were often stimulated by necessity. When their earlier successes
had attracted great numbers to the victorious standard, it was
impossible to maintain the vast multitude stationary. First, their
pastures would soon become exhausted; and, secondly, their leaders
could only maintain their own character and their ascendency over
their followers by active operations. The alien troops, who entered
largely into the composition of their armies, were always ready
to secede from their forced allegiance. Any symptom of weakness
or incapacity in the chief would be the signal for a general
disruption. Out of this necessity for perpetual motion doubtless
arose the Mongol vision of universal empire.

The military enthusiasm in the Mongols is only dormant, not
dead. We have seen, four or five years ago, with what alacrity
Sang-ko-lin-sin, himself a Kalka Mongol, and one of the forty-eight
kings, brought a force into the field to bar our entrance into
Peking, and with what zeal and energy the Mongol troops acquitted
themselves. Given a sufficient motive, and a man to lead them, and
the shepherds could soon be put in motion again. By nature they are
faithful to their chiefs, and their head lama has but to hold up
his finger to stir up the sleeping prowess of the shepherds. Nor is
it likely that the sanguinary passions, common to barbarians, have
been eradicated in the Mongols. Quiet and peaceful as they are among
their flocks, they would be as fierce in war as in the bloodiest
days of their history.




CHAPTER XI.

MONGOLS--PHYSICAL AND MENTAL CHARACTERISTICS.


The following physical characteristics of the Mongolian race, by a
gentleman who resided many years among the Bouriats in Trans-baikal,
are equally applicable to the tribes in Mongolia proper, and to some
extent also to the Chinese.

"The high cheek-bones; the oblique, elongated eye, dark and
piercing; the flat nose, with compressed nostrils; the strong black
straight hair; the large protuberant ears; the small sharp chin; the
want of beard in the men, till late in life; the general gravity of
expression, and cautious, inquisitive mode of address, are so many
marks of this tribe of men, never to be mistaken, and never to be
found so strongly developed in any other."[20]

  [20] Scottish Congreg. Mag., Dec. 1841.

There is nothing noble or generous in the Mongol character, and
those tribes who have afforded the widest field for observation,
are said to be naturally servile to superiors and tyrannical to
inferiors.

Their _meanness_ is remarkable. They are not too proud to beg the
smallest trifle, and a man well blessed with this world's goods
thinks it no disgrace to receive alms.

The habits they have inherited qualify them admirably for the lazy
nomad life which they lead. But they have no heart for work in the
sense of regular, steady occupation. Fatigue and privation they
make no account of, but it goes quite against the grain with them
to do a day's work. They sadly lack energy and enterprise, and are
easily discouraged. The Mongols proper are seldom tempted to leave
the beaten track of their pastoral life, and even the Bouriats, who
live amongst Russians, and have incentives to exertion, show little
disposition to depart in anything from their traditional mode of
life. The Russian government has tried to make them farmers, but
with very little success. Every Bouriat family is compelled by law
to cultivate a few acres of ground. Government supplies them with
seed, generally rye, on condition that an equal quantity be returned
to the government granary the following year, or its equivalent in
money paid. They are subject to bad seasons in those regions. A
backward, dry spring, with no rain before June, is of not unfrequent
occurrence; in such seasons the crops don't ripen before the autumn
frosts come, and the year's labour is lost. The seed corn must,
nevertheless, be delivered back to the granary, and the Bouriat
agriculturist loses heart.

The cardinal virtue of the Mongol tribes is hospitality, which is as
freely exhibited to perfect strangers, as to neighbours, from whom a
return may be expected. Indeed, the nomad life would be intolerable
without this mutual good-feeling and readiness to assist, to
feed, and to shelter travellers. The absence of trades, and of
the amenities of settled communities, renders the Mongol people
mutually dependent, and hospitality becomes simply a necessity among
them. At the pitching and striking of tents, at sheep-shearing and
felt-making, the assistance of neighbours is required by all in
turn. When cattle stray, the neighbours help to catch them. When
a Mongol is on a journey in the desert, he is dependent on the
hospitality of the families whose tents he may pass on his way,
and he will always be welcome. The Mongols are also attracted to
each other's quarters to hear news, or for the mere satisfaction of
talking. In such a sparsely peopled country, this feeling makes a
stranger all the more welcome.

Although rather addicted to petty pilfering, the Mongols are, in
a general way, honest. At any rate, they will not betray a trust
committed to them. The fidelity of servants is universal, and
theft, robbery, and assault, are of rare occurrence among them.
Their most prevalent vice is drunkenness; and, although drinking,
and even smoking, are prohibited by the sacerdotal law, the living
example of the priests is more powerful than the dead letter of the
law. Those Mongols who wander to the frontier of China or Russia,
supply themselves with tobacco, and distribute it to their friends
in the desert. Every one carries a pipe with a small brass bowl,
like the Chinese. A steel and flint are invariably attached to the
tobacco-pouch. The Mongols also take snuff, using a stone bottle,
with an ivory spoon attached to the stopper, after the Chinese
fashion. Chinese liquor they use very sparingly, and only on great
occasions of bargaining or merry-making. They use a spirit of their
own very extensively, and as it is made out of milk, an article
which is very abundant among pastoral people, their supply of the
spirit is almost unlimited. They call it _ir'chi_, or in the Bouriat
dialect _araki_, a name applied by the Mongols to all liquors
indiscriminately. It is better known to Europeans by the name of
_kumiss_. The following account of the mode in which the spirit is
distilled from milk is interesting: "The milk, previously soured and
fermented, is put into a large iron kettle, over which is inverted
a wooden dish, fitted to the edge of the former, and luted with
cow-dung. One end of a bent wooden tube is inserted into a hole in
the inverted dish, and at the other end is placed a cast-iron pot
to receive the liquid as it comes over. When the fire has made the
contents of the kettle boil, the vapour is condensed within the
tube, and passes into the receiving vessel in the form of ardent
spirit."[21] The spirit is fit to drink whenever it is made, and as
it is more than usually plentiful when the pastures are richest,
that is the season of the greatest excesses. Any sort of milk may be
used, but mare's milk is said to make the most approved liquor. The
Mongols are inclined to be uproarious in their cups; and squabbles
often occur, but they seldom come to anything very serious.

  [21] Scot. Cong. Mag., Feb. 1842.

The morality of the Mongols is about a fair average of that of
the rest of mankind, perhaps purer than that of more civilised
countries. Their customs admit of polygamy, but it is too expensive
to be very common, as each wife has to be in a manner bought of her
father for a certain number of oxen, horses, or camels. They have a
strong objection to marrying within their own families, or tribes,
considering all the descendants of one father or head of a tribe as
brothers and sisters, however distant their actual relationship may
be. "So universal is this custom," says the writer already quoted,
"that I never knew or heard of an instance of its being violated."

The lamas are all celibats, but seeing this class numbers one fourth
or one fifth of the male population, it might safely be predicated
of them that their vows are not strictly kept. As a matter of
fact, the celibacy of the lamas is in very many instances a merely
nominal thing. The lama may not marry, but he can take to himself a
"disciple;" children will be born to him in the natural course of
events, and no great public scandal will be excited thereby. Hence a
standing joke among the laity is to ask tenderly for the health of
Mrs. Lama.

The Mongol women are childishly fond of small ornaments for their
hair. Any kind of tinsel, or small glass ware, is highly valued by
them. Before marriage, the women wear their hair disposed in plaits
which hang straight down. Ornaments of coral, or other articles,
are suspended from the plaits. After marriage the hair is collected
into two thick ties, one at each side, falling down over the front
of the shoulders, and adorned according to the fancy or means of
the wearer. They wear a kind of tiara round the head, which is
ornamented with coral, glass, strings of mock pearls, or any kind of
gaudy trinkets they can pick up. They also wear sometimes, instead
of the ordinary cap, a coronet of soft fur, fastened round the head,
and projecting over the brow, which gives them, at first sight, a
rakish appearance.

The Mongols, one and all, evince great regard for decency in their
dress and habits. Their inner garments consist of cotton trousers,
tightly fastened by a scarf round the waist, and a long flowing
robe of the same material. These are generally of blue. The long
sheepskin is kept in reserve for night-work, or cold days. They
never appear uncovered outside of their tents, even in hot weather.
In this respect they contrast remarkably with all other natives in
hot climates with whom I am acquainted.

In physical development, the Mongols do not rank very high. They
are in stature below the middle height, but moderately stout. Short
necks are common, but many thin, scraggy necks are also met with.
They do not get corpulent like the Chinese. They look healthy and
robust. Their muscular energy is rather low, which may be due
to their avoiding all regular work, and partly perhaps to their
exclusively animal diet.

Wrestling is one of their favourite amusements, and the trained
wrestlers are proud of their skill in the art. A square-built lama
challenged me to wrestle with him at Tsagan-tuguruk. There was a
great concourse of people present, and to have declined the contest
would have been as bad as a defeat. I therefore determined to risk
the trial. I soon found that being totally ignorant of the art, I
had to act solely on the defensive. After some ineffectual attempts
the lama threw me. I had a firm hold of him, however, and we both
came down together, the lama under. Having come out of the ordeal
better than I expected, I had no wish to try another round, and
the lama also had enough. It was my turn to challenge then, and
considering that the honour of my country required it, I offered
to box my antagonist, which honour he respectfully declined. This
incident exhibited to me the muscular weakness of one of the
best-made men I met among the Mongols.

But their weakest point is their legs, which are rarely exercised.
The Mongols begin from their earliest years to ride on horseback. If
they have but to go a few hundred yards, they will ride if possible,
in preference to walking. They walk with the gait of a duck; indeed,
were their legs good--which they are not--the heavy shapeless
leather boots they wear would prove an effectual bar to walking.
These boots come up near the knee, are made of nearly uniform size,
so that the largest feet will go easily into any of their boots.
Thick stockings are also used, and the foot has ample play with all
that. They are nearly all bow-legged, a circumstance that might be
explained by their constant habit of riding, or by the pressure that
is put on them when infants to make them sit cross-legged, were it
not frequently developed in children before the age when nurses
begin to cross their legs. The phenomenon may nevertheless be the
indirect result of both these causes. The habits of the tribes being
fixed and uniform for many ages, the bow-legged tendency which these
habits are calculated to produce, may have been gradually impressed
on the race as a permanent feature, by the mystery of hereditary
influence. Thus the peculiarity, although originally accidental,
would become permanent and constitutional. The Mongol is rarely seen
standing upright. He is either sitting on horseback, or crouching in
a tent.

The Mongols are rather dark-complexioned; the face and hands, which
are constantly exposed to sun and weather, are deeply bronzed;
the skin is very coarse; the covered parts of the body are much
lighter than the exposed parts, but among the men there is nothing
like a white skin. The whitest of them are yellowish. During our
ablutions the whiteness of our skins was a subject of constant
remark among the Mongols, although the skin of our faces became,
by constant exposure to the sun while in Mongolia, as dark as that
of the Mongols themselves. The Mongols, nevertheless, have often a
ruddy complexion, but it is uncommon among the men. The women are
much fairer than the men, and are much less exposed to the sun,
being mostly in the tents attending to household duties. Their
faces, although rough and weather-beaten more or less, have all
a "roseate hue." Old women frequently become pasty white in the
face. Their children are born fair skinned, and with brownish hair,
which gradually becomes darker as they grow up. Shades of brown are
however not unfrequent even in adults, and a tendency to curl is
sometimes observable. Their eyes are seldom quite black, but run on
various shades of brown. The white of the eye is usually "bloodshot"
in middle-aged men, probably from two causes, exposure to wind and
weather, and the argol smoke of their tent fires. They live, without
any inconvenience, in an atmosphere of sharp biting smoke, which our
eyes could not tolerate. The small eyes of the Mongols are shaded by
heavy wrinkled eyelids, which, in many instances, are permanently
contracted, giving the eye a peculiarly keen expression, as it peers
out from under the mass of soft muscle that surrounds it. This
feature is entirely absent in children, and is no doubt produced in
adults by exposure to glare and the habit of straining after distant
objects in a dry sandy country.

The almost entire absence of beard is a remarkable feature in
the Mongolians. As regards this and other marks of race, it may
be useful to compare the Mongols with their near neighbours
the Chinese. The two races have a sufficient number of broad
characteristics in common to warrant their classification under one
great type of mankind. But their differences are also well marked,
and are deserving of attention. The northern districts of China are
not very different from Mongolia in point of climate. Both have a
short but hot summer, and an extremely rigorous winter, differing
only in degree. Both climates are dry. The northern Chinese
assimilate more closely than any other of their countrymen to the
Mongol habit of life. They eat animal food rather extensively, and
drink strong liquor freely. Yet in physical development they are
further removed from the Mongols in some features than even the
southern Chinese who live on rice, fish, and vegetables. In the
matter of beards, which led to this comparison, the northern Chinese
are in a marked degree more hairy than their southern compatriots,
and these again than the natives of Mongolia. In none of them is the
beard developed till towards middle life; yet they all attain the
age of puberty earlier than Europeans. The beef-eaters of northern
China are tall, muscular, and robust, as much superior to the
Mongols as they are to their own countrymen who lead a different
life. But with their animal diet the northern Chinese eat copiously
of vegetable and farinaceous food, while the Mongols live almost
exclusively on mutton.

The regularity of habits which prevail in settled populations may
also have its influence in the general physical development of the
people. The nomads have certain qualities cultivated to excess, and
others almost entirely unused. The animal instincts are naturally
found highly developed amongst the Mongols. The sense of sight is
very acute in them; they are sensitive to indications of changes
of weather, and so with various other instincts which to these
wandering tribes supply the wants of a more artificial life, and
enable them to exist in a state of nature. Individuality is in a
great measure lost among such people. The habits and education
of each individual among them are identical. Their pursuits are
all the same. The very same faculties, both physical and mental,
are kept in exercise among the whole tribe, and that through many
generations, so that they have become hereditary, and indelibly
imprinted on the race. A Mongol who was not a good horseman would be
as anomalous as one that was inhospitable. The uniformity of life
among the members of these nomad tribes, while it keeps back many
faculties, the exercise of which is necessary to the existence of
civilised people, also renders the type of whole tribes constant,
so that no one individual differs greatly in external features from
another. In civilised communities, where the division of labour
has become so indispensable as to be in itself one great criterion
of civilisation, a variety of types are evolved even in a single
lifetime. A tailor can never be mistaken for a blacksmith, nor a
soldier for a sailor; but tribes whose habits compel each family
to be independent, as it were, of all the rest of the world, whose
wants are limited by the means of supplying them, and among whom
different occupations are almost unknown, do necessarily present a
remarkable uniformity. It would be unsound to generalise too freely,
and there are of course the individual distinctions of physiognomy
as well marked as among other races, but these differences are more
limited in their scope. Some trades are known to the Mongols, such
as felt-making, tanning and dressing skins, iron, copper, and silver
work, saddle-making, &c. In more settled parts they also make
harness, carts, and sledges; and printing from blocks, after the
manner of the Chinese and Japanese, is also known among them. These
arts are most cultivated among the Bouriats in Siberia, who, by
their contact with the Russians, and from the nature of the country
they inhabit, are thrown more in the way of artificial life than the
desert tribes.

To the casual observer, at least, the Mongols do not present the
same individual differences as their neighbours, the Chinese. In
complexion they are nearly all alike, although the skin seems to
get darker as the face becomes wrinkled with age, which might seem
to favour the idea that the brownish skin of the Mongols is due
as much to their habits as to their descent, or the effects of
climate. But the causes which influence colour are very obscure.
In Siberia, where Sclavonic races have been settled for nearly two
centuries, living side by side with Mongol tribes, and exposed to
the same climatic influences, these show no signs of variation from
the complexion of their ancestors, as it is exhibited by their
European representatives. Again, the Portuguese settlers in Macao,
who degenerate very rapidly, become in two or three generations much
darker in the skin than the native Chinese. It is not the smoky
atmosphere of their tents that darkens the skin of the Mongols, for
in that case, the women, who are more exposed to it, would be darker
than the men, the reverse of which is the case. A comparison with
the Japanese again would seem to show that exposure exercises at the
most an insignificant effect in darkening the skin. The Japanese
live much within doors, and are careful to protect themselves from
the sun when they stir abroad by means of broad-brimmed hats and
umbrellas. Great differences of complexion exist among them, whether
regarded as individuals or classes; but it is safe to say they are
on the whole quite as dark as the Mongols. The contrast between
men and women is singularly marked, the women having fair clear
complexions, often rosy. Yet the Japanese women are a good deal out
of doors, and are fairer skinned than the Chinese women, who are
only blanched by confinement to the house and exclusion from light
and air.

The Mongols, although deficient in muscular energy, and
incapacitated for sustained activity, are nevertheless gifted with
great powers of endurance. I have already noticed their capacity
for enduring prolonged fasts, and their ability to go several days
and nights without sleep, with equal impunity. The sudden and
important changes to which their climate is subject, are also borne
without any great suffering. From a hot summer, they are plunged,
with but slight gradations, into an extremely rigorous winter, when
the temperature falls very low, and is accompanied by keen cutting
winds, that sweep over the steppes with merciless fury, and from
which they have no better protection than their tents.

The Mongol tribes stand low in the scale of mental capacity.
Scattered over vast deserts, remote from civilised man, they are
ignorant by necessity. Their intellectual faculties have no stimulus
to exertion. Their aims in life, and their whole worldly ambition,
are limited to flocks and herds. While there is grass enough to feed
the sheep, and sheep enough to feed the men, they have little else
to disturb their quiet equanimity. Thus they lead an idle careless
life, free from thought and everything that might disturb the
negative happiness they enjoy. This kind of existence is truly a low
form, having more affinity with the animal than the mental side of
human nature, while at the same time it is to be observed that they
are almost entire strangers to the varied emotions that fill up the
existence of a civilised being; so that both their intellectual and
moral qualities are dwarfed and partially destroyed. The prostrate
mental condition of the people predisposes them to the domination
of superior minds, and when their highly superstitious tendencies
are considered, it is not surprising that they are among the most
priest-ridden races in the world. It is not easy to say why these
people should be more easily imposed upon than others, excepting
that ignorance is always found to go hand-in-hand with this mental
weakness. The wild solitary life of the desert is also, no doubt,
eminently favourable to belief in the supernatural and mysterious.

A man who frequently passes days and nights with no society, except
the howling waste below, and the deep blue sky above, has his
imagination set free from the trammels of the world of fact. He
has no resources but in the spirit-world, and it is not unnatural
that his fancy should people the air with superior intelligences,
whose voices are heard in the desert winds or the rustling leaves
of the forest. Under these conditions of life, the poor nomads are
in a proper frame of mind to become the thralls of any one who will
undertake to interpret for them the spiritual mysteries on which
their imagination runs riot. The lamas fill this office, and are
treated with unbounded respect by the masses. The religion of the
Mongols is Bhuddism, a superstition which numbers more votaries than
any other existing religion, true or false. But the fact is, they
are Bhuddists only in name; that is to say, the laity are almost
wholly ignorant of the doctrines of Bhuddism. Even the lamas have
but vague and confused ideas about it. Their prayers are conned
by rote, and these priests are generally ignorant of the Thibetan
language in which they are written.

The Mongol religion may indeed be called Lamaism, its leading
doctrine being faith, implicit and absolute, in the authoritative
teaching of the lamas, and that not in any well-digested system
of belief settled and fixed by the united wisdom of the sect, but
in such interpretation of spiritual matters as any individual
lama may choose to give. The gods are deified lamas. The Dalai
Lama of Thibet is a god incarnate, as is also the Lama king of
the Mongols; and even the ordinary lamas, whose name is legion,
are considered as off-shoots from deity in a sense that entitles
them to the worship of common mortals. The abstruse doctrines
of the metempsychosis and the future state, are studied by the
recluses who live in the retirement of the great monasteries, and
spend their time in prayer and meditation. But the every-day lama,
although he carries a pocketful of musty papers, in which the
eighteen hells and twenty-six heavens are elucidated, cares little
for these things. He has more practical matters to attend to than
meditating on the Bhuddist notion of bliss consummated by absorption
into Bhudda--complete repose--in other words, annihilation. His
written liturgies are a powerful spell by which he maintains his
moral influence over the people, and it is none the less powerful
that neither party fully comprehends their meaning. More regard
is paid to the quantity than to the quality of their prayers, and
to facilitate their devotions an ingenious machine is in common
use, consisting of a roller containing a string of prayers. This
is sometimes turned by hand, and sometimes it is attached to a
windmill! So long as it is turned round by some means, the efficacy
of the prayers is considered the same. No doubt it is. The petitions
are long-winded and multifarious.

The following, from one of the lama liturgies, is a specimen:

"From the fear of the king, from the fear of robbers, from the fear
of fire, from the fear of water, from the fear of loss, from the
fear of enemies, from the fear of famine; of thunder, of untimely
death, earthquakes, thunderbolts, of the king's judgment, of the
tengri, of the loo, of wild beasts, &c., keep me and all men in
safety." [22]

  [22] First-fruits of a Mission to Siberia. Cape Town. 1847.

The general drift of their religious observances is towards securing
immunity from the "ills that flesh is heir to," rather than towards
providing for a future state. Both objects are aimed at, but the
materialistic greatly preponderates. Medical knowledge is of course
at a low ebb among these wandering people. The lamas are their
physicians. When a child or a horse is taken ill, the ignorant
people are taught to believe that an evil spirit is present, which
can only be exorcised by the incantations of a lama. In every doubt
and difficulty a lama is consulted. He is at once a detective
officer, justice of the peace, priest and physician. His blessing is
at all times efficacious. His power over disease is unquestioned.
There is virtue for good or evil in all his acts. His authority
to declare what is right and what is wrong is never doubted. The
punishments he may inflict for violation of his precepts are borne
patiently. In a word, the lamas are the beginning and the end,
at once the ministers and the objects of religion to the simple
Mongols. Their persons are held sacred, and they wear a sacred dress
consisting of a red cotton garment with a collar of black velvet,
and a cap of peculiar shape. Their heads are shaven all over, which
is a sufficient distinction from the laymen, who shave the head only
in front of the crown, wearing a tail like the Chinese. Wherever a
lama goes he is received with open arms, and assumes the place of
honour in any tent which he may deign to enter. The priestly tyranny
of these functionaries opens a wide door to the most heartless
knavery, and dishonest lamas who oppress and eat up the people are
very common. Were the lama order restricted to one class of people,
it is possible their victims might rise in rebellion against their
assumption of authority. But the lamas are drawn from every tribe
and household. The second son of every family is generally set apart
from his birth as a priest. In childhood and youth he is regarded
as a superior being in his parental tent. The place of honour is
assigned to him from the time he is able to sit cross-legged. When
an opportunity offers, the little devotee repairs to a monastery,
where he may learn the Thibetan characters and the rudiments of the
lama prayers. Great numbers of lamas reside permanently in these
monasteries, which are supported by contributions from the people,
or endowed by the Emperor of China. The lama unattached receives
no pay, and has therefore to support himself, as the rest of his
countrymen do, by feeding sheep and cattle. His special services are
paid for according to his cupidity or the wealth of his employers.
Many of them grow rich on the spoils of their deluded votaries. Some
others, of ultra-nomadic proclivities, keep no cattle and own no
tents. They simply roam about where fancy directs, and live on the
people whose tents they pass. These are not much respected, but are,
nevertheless, hospitably entertained wherever they go.

The spread of Bhuddism eastward over Mongolia, China, and Japan,
the deep hold it has taken on the people of those countries, to the
extinction almost of pre-existing superstitions, are most remarkable
phenomena. Looking at the degenerate form of the religion that has
sprung up in Mongolia, and the ignorance of the people, tending
strongly to adherence to the dogmas of their fathers, it seems
wonderful that Bhuddism should have had vitality enough to supersede
the ancient Shamanism.

The Bhuddistic doctrines, involved and obscure as they are,
certainly filled up a blank that must have been felt even among the
most unthinking races, for Shamanism had no reference to a future
life. In this respect Bhuddism is more elevating than Shamanism, and
when first introduced into a new country, it was probably in a purer
form, and untarnished by the many abuses that have grown out of it
in its subsequent history.

Among the Bouriats, Shamanism was almost universal as late as
one hundred and fifty years ago. Up to that time it was the only
superstition known to the northern nomads. The Shaman worship was
directed to the material heavens and heavenly bodies--fire, earth
and water, wild beasts and birds, and the malignant spirits of the
air, called tengri. Its ritual consisted very little in prayers,
but mainly of animal sacrifices. Some curious facts connected with
the Shaman superstition are given by Mr. Swan in the "Scottish
Congregational Magazine."

As a preventive against cattle being killed by lightning, a horse
is devoted to the god of thunder--light grey or white being
preferred. He is brought to the door of his owner's tent, and while
the Shaman ceremonies are going on, a cup of milk is placed on his
back. When the ceremonies are concluded, the horse is cast loose,
the milk falls, and the animal is thenceforth sacred. No one may
use him again, and, when he dies, his tail and mane are cut off
and twisted into those of another horse, who, from that time, also
becomes sacred to the god of thunder. They also had a ceremony of a
scapegoat, which in its details coincided most singularly with that
of the Levitical institution. The Shaman offerings usually consisted
of three animals sacrificed at once--part of the flesh was eaten,
and the rest, stuck on a pole, was consumed by crows or magpies.

Another strange practice of the Shamans, and one which is common
also among the lamas, betrays the intellectual imbecility of the
people who could tolerate and be deceived by it. To exorcise the
evil spirit out of a sick person, an effigy of straw is made,
and clothed in the garments of the patient. The priests proceed
to kill the man of straw, then convey it away and burn it. The
unsophisticated devil is supposed to be watching these proceedings,
and to mistake the effigy for the sick person; so that when it
is destroyed, this most accommodating spirit considers his own
malignant purpose accomplished, and at once leaves the sick person,
who thereupon recovers. It is even said that human victims are used
for this purpose by the rich in Mongolia and Thibet.

The Shamans were simply sorcerers. Their ceremonies were wild
fanatical ravings, and their ranks were usually filled by persons
of diseased brains. The people generally were reluctant to become
Shamans, and a severe illness was often held to be an intimation
to the person affected of the desire of the Spirits that he or she
should become a "medium."

The Bouriats learned Bhuddism from the Mongols, their kinsmen. About
the beginning of the eighteenth century a mission was sent from
Siberia to Thibet. The members of it returned as lamas and brought
the paraphernalia of the new religion with them, built a temple,
and set up Bhuddism. The Shamans were then gradually superseded by
the lamas in the districts of Trans-baikal--sacrifices gave place
to prayers--and a purely materialist superstition to one which
recognised the necessity of providing against a future existence.

When, and under what circumstances, the Mongols proper embraced
Bhuddism, is not so easy to determine. The Chinese received it in
the first, and the Japanese in the sixth century of the Christian
era; but it does not appear to have been known to the Mongols before
the time of Genghis. It was probably during the wandering career
of the hordes under his leadership, that the lamas insinuated
themselves into influence over the untutored shepherds. The higher
culture which they had acquired, even by their partial education,
would mark them in the eyes of the rude Tartars as a superior order
of magicians; and their ascendancy over the Mongol intellects would
be natural and easy.

There are traditions of Lamaism in the district of the Ortous before
the time of Genghis, but as that part of the desert had frequently
been incorporated with China, the existence of Bhuddist monasteries
there is not inconsistent with the supposition that the Mongol
tribes became Bhuddists only after the wars of Genghis.

It would appear that Mohammedanism also was introduced into China
by means of the armies of Genghis, which traversed Asia in every
direction from the Great Wall of China to the Volga.

The Bhuddism, or Lamaism, of the Mongols, serves the important
purpose of binding the tribes together by one common bond of union.
The adoration they are taught to pay to their Dalai Lama is such as
to give that personage a power over them greater, probably, than is
exercised by any crowned head over his people. The Dalai Lama is the
Pope of the Mongols. He is a valuable ally to the Chinese Emperor,
and would be a dangerous enemy. When Russia comes to carry out any
aggressive design in Mongolia, the Great Lama of the Kalkas will
be the instrument used; and the Consular establishment at Urga, if
it succeeds in gaining over the Lama king to the Russian views,
will not have been kept up in vain. To conciliate this dignitary
the Chinese Emperors liberally endow monasteries, and support and
encourage Lamaism in every way possible;--but the Russian Emperors
will find no difficulty in securing the attachment of the Lama when
their plans are matured.

The Mongol people, though in a sense slaves or serfs to their
chiefs, really enjoy every liberty. They pay tithes to their lords
of the produce of their herds, but there is no exaction, and no
apparent discontent. The forty-eight chieftains enjoy the Chinese
title of _wang_, _i.e._, prince, or king, and though tributary
to the Emperor, they receive from him more than they pay. Their
allegiance is, in reality, purchased by the Chinese court, and they
are certainly faithful to their salt.




CHAPTER XII.

KIACHTA.


As we approached the Russian frontier we reflected on the savage
condition in which we had been living for so long, and were not
without some anxiety as to how we should brook the glimmering of
civilisation which we might expect to find, even in that remote
corner of Christendom. It was also uncertain what reception we would
meet with from the Russian officials, for although we had every
reason to anticipate cordiality and friendly assistance, still
political complications in Europe might have altered the relations
of either of our respective countries with the court of Russia,
and difficulties might possibly be raised. I had not forgotten
the advice of a Russian official, high in the confidence of his
Government, to defer my journey till more tranquil times. While
indulging in these vain surmises, a smart shower of snow diverted
our attention to other matters.

The Chinese town of Maimachin has first to be passed through. It is
surrounded by a modern palisade, and looks mean enough externally,
but improves vastly on acquaintance. The streets are regular, wide
(for China), and tolerably clean. The houses are solid, tidy, and
tastefully decorated, with pretty little courtyards, and ornamental
screens for their doors, &c. The Chinese settlers have evidently
improved by contact with the Russians, for the style of their
houses in Maimachin, where the Chinese are only sojourners away
from their own country, is superior to what one usually sees, even
in fashionable cities in China proper. The _yamun_, or Government
office, is at the far end of Maimachin, and is presided over by a
Mongol. Beyond the Yamun is an open square, which is considered
neutral ground between Russia and China. On the Russian side of the
square we pass through a gate and are in Kiachta, under the wing
of the great Russian eagle, which we see paraded everywhere over
our heads. The black and white posts, said to have been a pet fancy
of that miserable pedant, Paul Petrovitch, that offend the eye
everywhere in Russia; the elegant houses with white-washed walls and
red or green roofs; the gorgeous churches with tall tapering spires;
and the wide streets, with nobody in them, are all taken in at the
first glance through the gateway, and establish it beyond doubt that
we are really in the territory of the Czars.

With little trouble we found out Mr. Pfaffius, Commissary of the
Frontier, an office established in lieu of the governorship which
had been abolished. The Commissary received us in a very friendly
manner, gave me some letters that had overtaken me from China, files
of the "Times" newspaper up to the 5th of August, and finally, to my
great joy and comfort, announced that he had instructions from his
superiors to facilitate my journey homewards, in consequence of an
application from Lord Napier to the authorities at St. Petersburg.
Nothing could be more satisfactory, and we had only now to get
lodgings and make ourselves easy for a little.

Kiachta itself is but a small place, and contains few inhabitants,
except the Commissary and his dependents, and the Russian merchants
who are engaged in the China trade. The general population lives at
Troitskosarfsk, which is a good-sized town, about two miles from
Kiachta. Thither we proceeded with our caravan, and soon fell into
comfortable quarters by the kind assistance of my countryman, Mr.
Grant. The day was wearing on, and our Mongols were in a hurry to
get back to their grazing-ground. The camels were soon relieved
of their burdens, but we could hardly realise that they were now
unloaded for the last time in our service. The lama called us to
count over the packages, and see whether everything was right; he
then received the balance of his contract money, and was off. We
did not charge him the forfeit he was liable to for the four days'
over-time. Tellig received a small present, which gratified him
beyond measure, for he never considered that he had done anything
to lay us under an obligation to him. We really felt sorry to part
from our Mongols, especially the faithful Tellig, and we could not
help commiserating them as we thought of the severe season they had
to pass on those dreary steppes, so intolerable in September, that
one would suppose flesh and blood could not withstand the cruel
cold of winter. They had in view a return cargo from a Chinaman
in Maimachin, and, after a few days' rest, they would probably be
on the march again towards the Great Wall of China. They had no
intention of laying up any part of the winter, that being in fact
their busiest season, and they would be in Kiachta again about
December. What a miserable life it seems to live day and night
almost on the back of a stinking camel! And yet these people, in the
midst of hardships, are as happy as the day is long.

One of our first objects of inquiry at Kiachta was a Russian bath,
which we found in the house where we lodged, and anything so
exquisitely luxurious I never experienced, burdened as I was with a
month's sand and dust, which we had no efficient means of getting
rid of in the desert. The Mongols, indeed, never attempt to wash
themselves, being only too glad to get water enough to boil their
mutton and make their tea, and that is generally carried from a
considerable distance, for a yourt is never found very close to a
well. I never could get an explanation of this, but presume it is so
ordained by law, to prevent any one family from monopolising a well.
Although the Mongols do not wash at all, they did not look so dirty
as we did after twenty-four hours travel,--either the dust does not
stick to them, or it does not show on their darker-<DW52> skins.
Anyhow, it does not inconvenience them, and all the purifying I have
seen them attempt is a rough wipe they occasionally give to their
greasy mouths with the skirt of their garment, either calico or
sheepskin.

We were agreeably surprised to find so much refinement in this
outpost of Siberia. The houses are mostly large and comfortable. All
are built of wood, and mostly of round logs dovetailed together at
the ends, and caulked with moss, giving them a massive warm look,
even from outside. Those of greater pretensions are faced outside
with planed wood, painted white, which, with their red or green
painted roofs, give a cheerful air to the whole place. The churches
are a great ornament to the town. They are all three built of brick,
and white-washed, the tall cupolas being painted green.

The streets are well kept, which is not difficult to do, seeing
that the ground is dry, and there is no great traffic to cut up the
roads. Several of the streets are provided with wooden side-walks,
which are very agreeable to the feet where the planking is sound,
but in many places it has given way, exposing dangerous pitfalls to
nocturnal or inebriated pedestrians.

Every Russian above the rank of a _moujik_ (peasant) drives in
some sort of a vehicle; and there are all sorts in Kiachta,
from the droshkie, pure and simple, drawn by one or two shaggy
Siberian ponies, to the luxurious carriage of "the swell,"
mounting a coachman, and perhaps a footman in livery, and drawn
by two well-bred showy little horses from the west. The Russians
never ride for pleasure or exercise; in this respect resembling
the Chinese, who never ride, walk, dance, or do anything that
they can afford to pay some one else to do for them. A few of
the Kiachta notabilities, who have been put under strict regimen
by their doctors, certainly may be seen in the afternoon taking
a constitutional, closely muffled up in their fur over-coats,
which they hug round them with both hands, greatly impeding the
free movement of the limbs. Fast walking would, however, probably
be considered derogatory to the dignity of their station. These
solitary and sombre-looking figures, covered up to the eyes, look
like assassins, and the imagination can easily picture to itself a
dagger concealed under the ample folds of the cloak as they pace
slowly along in the dusk on the open road between Kiachta and
Troitskosarfsk.

The Russians generally have a lurking consciousness that they are
but half civilised, and they are quite aware that they are so
esteemed by the rest of Europe. Hence they are at unusual pains
to maintain punctiliously the external forms of civilised life,
mistaking the husk for the kernel. The tailors and milliners of
Kiachta are as particular, and their customers perhaps more so,
about getting the latest Parisian fashions, as their contemporaries
in the most fashionable towns in Europe or even America. A morning
visit in a shooting-coat to a merchant in Kiachta would grievously
shock his sense of propriety, and if such an outlandish garb were to
meet the ultra-refined eyes of his wife, the probable consequences
to her delicate system are too serious to contemplate, albeit she
is "fat, fair, and forty," and will challenge you in champagne on
a proper occasion till all is blue. I had the misfortune to be the
innocent cause of an alarming attack to a gentleman, who was civil
enough to call at an unexpectedly early hour in the morning, by
appearing before him in slippers and a Chinese sleeping-dress.
The apparition paralysed him for two minutes, nor did he entirely
recover his equanimity during the interview. It is this mistaken
notion of what constitutes civilisation that induces the well-to-do
Russian to wear expensive furs, simply because they are expensive,
and to drink English bottled porter, not because he likes it, but
because it costs twelve shillings a bottle.

In the streets and in the bazaar (Gostinnaidvor) a strange mixture
of races is seen. The hairy, greasy, drunk-when-he-can Russian
moujik; the small-eyed cunning Russian shop-keeper; a sprinkling
of fine, dirty, rough-looking Bouriats, a Tartar tribe subject to
Russia; a few Mongols who have business,--for their authorities,
instigated by the Chinese government, are jealously watchful of
their crossing the frontier,--and a few astute Chinese, the most
business-like of the whole crowd.

The merchants of Kiachta are mostly reported to be enormously
wealthy--several millions of roubles are not considered too much to
ascribe to the most prosperous of them. These great fortunes are
doubtless for the most part mythical, and as mammon is devoutly
worshipped here, and the Russian "swell" has no qualities but wealth
to recommend him to the respect of his countrymen, their reputed
millions are merely a figure of speech, by which the public mean to
express their appreciation of character. That the Kiachta merchants
are, on the whole, wealthy, there is no doubt, and the most approved
means for attaining that desirable condition seems to be to fail
periodically. On those occasions the gentleman makes a journey to
Nijni-novgorod and Moscow to see his creditors,--offers them fifty
kopeks in the rouble or--nothing. The composition is accepted for
various reasons: first, because it would be too much trouble to
dispute it, and secondly, because the said creditors have made a
good thing out of the connection, and hope to do so again. All
this being satisfactorily arranged, the merchant starts afresh in
the old line, having in the meantime added "house to house, and
field to field." I would not be supposed to insinuate that this
is a common practice in Kiachta, but some instances were pointed
out to me of Croesuses who had passed through the ordeal more
than once, rising higher in public estimation each time, as their
worldly prosperity increased. Large profits are made, or rather
have been made, in the Kiachta trade, both with China and the west
of Russia. Almost every merchant has a shop either in the bazaar
at Troitskosarfsk or in Kiachta, and their principle in business
is rather to do little with large profits, than to accept smaller
profits with a greatly extended trade. They don't seem to try to
undersell each other, but rather combine to tax the public heavily
for all the necessaries of life. The prices of nearly all articles
in the shops are extravagant, even allowing for the expensive
carriage their goods have to bear from the great distances most of
them have to come. Were they to be content with such profits as
would be considered ample in any other civilised country, they would
place the necessaries of life, and even luxuries, within the reach
of a vast number of people whose means do not at present admit of
expensive indulgences, and thereby increase consumption to an extent
that would in the long run bring them in greater aggregate profits
than they now realise, and indirectly add to the general prosperity
and well-being of the place. For one bottle of porter they now sell
at three and four roubles, they would sell ten at one-and-a-half
or two roubles; and so with other things. But the Russians have
no notions of expansion, and the merchants are far behind the
Government in commercial enlightenment. The recent measure of
opening the Russian sea-ports to the import of tea direct from
China, has utterly disconcerted the Kiachta people, who looked on
the overland tea-trade through Siberia, with its sure snug profits,
as part of their inheritance; and bitter complaints are heard on all
sides at such an arbitrary interference with their prerogative. They
considered themselves to have a vested right to supply the Russian
people with dear tea for ever.

The Chinese of Maimachin are likewise reputed wealthy, and no doubt
they are, to judge by their portly figures. This is considered a
sure sign of prosperity in China, where rolling in wealth, and
rolling in fat, are often considered synonymous terms. I have,
however, known the criterion prove frequently fallacious. The
Chinese merchants of Maimachin live there without their families,
and consider themselves as mere sojourners, although many of them
spend the best part of their lives there. They have an unconquerable
aversion to moving their families from the spot where they and their
fathers were born; and even within the bounds of their own country
they rarely migrate for good from one district to another, unless
driven to such a step by some potent cause, such as a visitation
from the "rebels."

The Russians and Chinese are peculiarly suited to each other in
the commercial, as well as in the diplomatic departments. They
have an equal regard for truth, for the Russian, spite of his fair
complexion, is at the bottom more than half Asiatic. There is
nothing original about this observation, but it serves to explain
how it is that the Russians have won their way into China by quiet
and peaceable means, while we have always been running our head
against a stone wall, and never could get over it without breaking
it down. The Russian meets the Chinese as Greek meets Greek: craft
is encountered with craft, politeness with politeness, and patience
with patience. They understand each other's character thoroughly,
because they are so closely alike. If some matter has to be
negotiated, it is quite understood that each begins as far from the
subject as possible: much conversation takes place on both sides;
many pipes are smoked, and many cups of tea sipped, while they are
beating about the bush. They receive each other's statements for
what they are worth, that is, not as being intended to convey any
definite signification, but as merely put in for the purpose of
concealing their real purpose and to smooth the way to the object in
view. Of course much valuable time is lost by this circumlocution,
but it is a matter of apparent indifference to either party whether
the negotiation is concluded in one day, or three days, or three
weeks. They prefer their own way of dealing, and don't understand
any other. When either Russian or Chinese meets a European,
say an Englishman, he instinctively recoils from the blunt,
straightforward, up-and-down manner of coming to business at once;
and the Asiatic either declines a contest which he cannot fight
with his own weapons, or, seizing the weak point of his antagonist,
he angles with him until he wearies him into acquiescence. As a
rule, the Asiatic has the advantage. His patient equanimity, and
heedlessness of the waste of time, are too much for the impetuous
haste of the European. This characteristic of the Russian trading
classes has enabled them to insinuate themselves into the confidence
of the Chinese; to fraternise and identify themselves with them, and
as it were make common cause with them in their daily life; while
the European holds himself aloof, and only comes in contact with
the Chinese when business requires it,--for all the rest, a great
gulf separates them in thoughts, ideas, and the aims of life. The
Russians and Chinese are equally low in their tastes; intellectual
and manly recreations are equally foreign to them, while eating and
drinking, play-going and gambling, are the congenial amusements
of both alike. I have been told that the Russian merchants of
Kiachta, when they wish to treat each other to something worthy of
a highly cultivated mind, order a Chinese dinner in Maimachin,
a feast that most Europeans would rather undergo the incipient
stages of starvation than come within the smell of. But in this and
other things the Russians pay tribute to the superior civilisation
of the Chinese, all the more genuine that it is unconsciously
done. That the Chinese are the more civilised of the two, I am
thoroughly convinced. Their notions of civilisation certainly run
in a different groove from those of Christian nations, but it is
a spontaneous growth, and genuine of its kind. But the Russians,
after all that they have borrowed from their western neighbours,
remain barbarians at bottom; and their living in large houses, and
drinking expensive wines, serve merely to exhibit, in more striking
colours, the native barbarism of the stock on which these twigs of a
higher order of life have been engrafted. This does not, of course,
apply to the educated gentlemen of Russia, the _nous autres_, who
constitute a higher caste, and who have been largely leavened with
foreign blood, but only to the middle and lower ranks. There is no
middle class in Russia, as we understand the term, but there is a
pretty large number of merchants who have risen from the condition
of serfs, many of them very rich, and who must be taken to represent
the middle class, but between whom and the gentlemen in uniform
there is as impassable a barrier as between a merchant in Japan
and a daimio. The Chinese far outstrip the Russians as a nation of
shopkeepers, and in commercial matters generally have more enlarged
and liberal ideas. Much of this is due to the non-interference of
Government with trade. The restrictions of shops to one locality in
Russian towns has its advantages and disadvantages; but the licence
fees required for admission to the guilds, and for permission to
open a shop in the bazaar, are so onerous as to exclude that class
of small shopkeepers who are the life and soul of Chinese cities.

The largest building in Kiachta is called the Custom House, but it
is no longer used as such, all duties on merchandise having been
recently abolished through the enlightened exertions of the present
Governor-General of Eastern Siberia, who has done much to develop
trade in his government. And truly the whole of that inaccessible
region, including the Amoor provinces, is so ill-favoured by
nature in its geographical position, and so thinly inhabited by a
race who have had all enterprize ground out of them by centuries
of oppression, that it is only by coaxing and nursing that
prosperity can ever take root and flourish. The old Custom House
is now occupied by the chief of _postes_ and some other Government
officials. It is situated on an elevation above the town and at the
far end of Troitskosarfsk, at as great a distance as possible from
the residence of the Commissary of the Frontier, who holds his court
at the opposite extremity of Kiachta.

Having much business to transact at both these places, we hired a
droshkie by the day at two roubles, an old shabby looking machine,
very groggy on the springs, with two wild half-broken ponies tied to
it with ropes, and an unkempt _moujik_ on the box. In this turn-out
we rattled along the dusty streets of Kiachta, passed by everything
we saw excepting costermongers' carts. I felt very small, perched
on the old rattle-trap, and had it not been for the "honour of the
thing" I would infinitely have preferred walking or riding, but that
was not to be thought of in a Russian, and especially a Siberian,
town. Our reputation was at stake.

Kiachta lies snugly in a hollow between hills of sand and fir-trees,
well sheltered from the northerly winds, and opening out southwards
towards Mongolia. A small rivulet runs through the ravine, which
turns west through the sandy plain on the Mongol side of the
frontier, and falls into the general receptacle of the other rivers
we had crossed. Kiachta and Troitskosarfsk are said to contain
20,000 inhabitants, who are pretty well supplied with provisions
from the interior. Great numbers of peasants' carts may be seen in
the morning bringing in the products of their farms and gardens
to market. All the common vegetables are to be had in abundance;
good beef and mutton of course, though the Russians, for some
unexplained reason, eat very little mutton. The supplies for Kiachta
come from great distances, and the peasants start from their homes
long before break of day. They generally hunt in couples, the man
with his sheepskin coat hung on him, leading the horse and riding
by turns, while the good-wife, swaddled up into a round bundle of
clothing, and booted to the knees, sits on the top of the cabbages.
A large square in the centre of Troitskosarfsk is set apart as
a corn and hay market, and is provided with sundry weights and
scales sanctioned by the proper authorities. Here the vendors of
agricultural produce assemble, and generally manage to get rid of
their stocks by an early hour in the afternoon. Everything seems to
be sold by weight in Russia, but they can hardly carry this to the
same extent as the Chinese, who sell live chickens by weight, and
by way of making up for any deficiency stuff their crops with sand,
which adds an ounce or two to the aggregate weight, but produces
death in a very short time. This trick used to be played off on
masters of steamers, who thought to do a service to their countrymen
at Shanghae, where provisions were at famine prices, by bringing a
few hundred fowls from other ports where they were to be had cheap.
The mortality in the middle passage was so great, however, that the
second day generally threw a very different light on the venture.

Kiachta is also well supplied with excellent fish, the sturgeon
among others, from the river Selenga, and it was here for the first
time that we indulged ourselves in fresh caviar.

In this town there is a public recreation ground within a neat
enclosure, where ladies promenade in the afternoon to inhale the
fresh air, or exhibit the latest thing in bonnets, for Russians
don't care much for air or exercise. Some retired nooks there are in
the enclosure, suggestive of love-making at a more genial season,
but they looked dreary enough in September, with a hard frost on
the ground, and snow on the neighbouring hills. The whole goes by
the name of "the garden," and in the three short months of summer
it may possibly show something to justify this appellation. The
mere attempt at gardening under such difficulties as a Siberian
climate imposes, is creditable to the enterprise of the Kiachtaites,
and it were much to be wished that the sun would shine on their
efforts. The severity of the weather drives those who have a taste
for flowers to cultivate them in their houses, which they do very
successfully. Many of their rooms are like greenhouses, furnished
round with large flowering shrubs in pots, very pleasant to the eye,
whatever may be the effect of so much vegetation on human health.
The plants are put out into gardens during the short summer, and
withdrawn to the warm rooms when the chill winds give notice that
winter is near.

The climate of Kiachta is very cold in winter, and pretty hot in
summer. The air is very dry, soil sandy, and little or no rain or
snow falls. It lies in lat. 50 deg. 15', and at an elevation of 2200
feet above the sea. The population is reputed to be healthy, and old
people of eighty and upwards are as lively as crickets. The houses
are very comfortable, so far at least as warmth constitutes comfort,
and in severe climates it is undoubtedly the first essential. The
massive wooden walls well caulked with moss, which is said to be
better and more lasting than oakum, are well adapted to exclude
cold. They have all double windows a few inches apart, with the
space between filled with cotton wool along the sill. The rooms are
heated by large closed stoves or ovens, which are used for cooking
as well as warming the house. In general, one stove is made to heat
several rooms, being built into the corner presenting one face to
each apartment. The great drawback in all this is the absolute want
of ventilation, which was to us very trying and disagreeable, but
the Russians are accustomed to live in health in the close stuffy
atmosphere of their houses. The temperature of their rooms is kept
up to about + 16 deg. Reaumur (68 deg. Fahrenheit), and varies but little
from that range. They use a great deal of firewood, which is cheap
in the neighbourhood of those vast primaeval forests, and in the
yards of Kiachta immense stores of this fuel are piled up for winter
use.

The Russian manner of living was not quite suitable to us, although
more regular than we had lately been accustomed to. They eat but one
meal a-day, and that about twelve or one o'clock. The everlasting
samovar fills up the morning and evening with its incessant bubbling
and spluttering. Much tea-drinking is calculated to take the edge
off a ravenous appetite, and in addition to the fluid we were fain
to eat all the little cakes that usually accompany the samovar,
in order to tide over the long twenty-four hours that interfered
between regular meals. The stock dish of the Russians is a vegetable
soup, with beef boiled in it. It is called _shtchee_, and is good
or bad, according to the materials available for its manufacture,
and the skill of the cook. Our cook in Kiachta was a lady of the
mature age of eighty-two, who was justly proud of her attainments.
The _shtchee_ is enough of itself to make a substantial meal, as the
_bouilli_ is served up with it; but it is generally followed by a
solid piece of roast beef. The bread is very good and white, but a
strange custom prevails of putting black bread on the table along
with the white, for the apparent purpose of showing off by contrast
the extreme whiteness of the white, for no one ever touches the
black when he can get the other. The real black bread is heavier,
and as clammy as if potatoes entered largely into its composition.
It is used almost exclusively by the peasants, and is doubly
economical, being in the first instance cheap in price, and moreover
a very little of it goes a long way, as it resists digestion as
long as a hard-boiled egg. The black bread used by the well-to-do
classes is a compromise, and is of a black-brown colour, known as
_demi-blanc_.

The Kiachta community is for the most part permanent. The official
portion of it is of course migratory, as the Government _employes_
look for promotion to other regions, but some of them also settle
down in Kiachta and found families. Many of the merchants also move
westward, or intend to do so, but the whole substratum of peasants,
artisans and tradesmen is a settled population. They talk little
of Petersburg and Moscow, and when they do, it is with a kind of
distant awe, as if these holy places belonged to a higher world.
Irkutsk is the centre of their thoughts, the pivot on which they
move. Whatever is defective in Kiachta is sure to be found in
perfection in Irkutsk; the best hotels, horses, carriages, doctors,
houses, churches, shops--everything--are there. A journey to
Irkutsk is not an unfrequent occurrence, but a journey to Moscow is
something to be talked about on every convenient occasion for the
remainder of one's life-time.

The town was founded in 1728, as an _entrepot_ of the caravan trade
with China, and to that alone does it owe its importance. Tea has
always been much the largest item in this trade, and although
Kiachta must continue to command the trade between China and Eastern
Siberia, the direct importation of sea-borne teas to the Baltic
ports cuts off an important source of prosperity from Kiachta. The
mercantile community have, up to last year, endeavoured to compete
with their rivals, and pushed into China to purchase the tea in the
same markets; but the conditions of the trade are so much altered
that they are deprived of their former facilities for bartering
Russian produce, and in other respects the caravan trade is too
heavily weighted ever to compete successfully with the long sea
route. Even in Russia, wedded as the masses are to prejudice, common
sense must gain the day in the end, particularly where roubles and
kopeks are in question.

We did not grudge ourselves a few days' rest at Kiachta, considering
we had accomplished the most tedious part of the journey, and
henceforward would get over the ground as fast as horses' legs could
carry us. But no such luck was in store for us. The first news we
had from the commissary and others, was that the whole country
between the shores of the Baikal lake and Kiachta was inundated
by the flooding of the river Selenga. It seemed that our adverse
fortune was to follow us along the whole journey. We need not
have been surprised, however, at the intelligence we received of
the condition of the Selenga, since into it all the rivers we had
crossed in Mongolia discharge themselves. The post from Europe was
long overdue, and no news had been received from the Baikal for ten
days. We were constrained perforce to remain quiescent until the
waters should subside, and a day or two after our arrival a courier
who came with the missing mail reported a slight improvement in the
communication, he having succeeded in carrying the mail in small
boats from station to station. Our time was not, however, misspent,
for we had a number of preparations to make for our journey. In
the first place we had to exchange our Chinese silver into Russian
paper money. We were prepared of course to lose on this operation,
but were agreeably surprised to find we had got off with only about
one per cent. For one tael of sycee we received 2_r._ 15_kop._,
which, at the then value of three shillings to the rouble, gave
us 6_s._ 5-4/10_d._ for our tael, which was worth roundly 6_s._
6_d._ We had then our ponies and carts to dispose of, and my pony
was quickly sold for ten roubles, of which my share was eight,
that is twenty-four shillings for what cost thirty-two,--so far so
good. But, when we came to offer the carts for sale, difficulties
presented themselves. No one had ever heard of such articles being
sold in Kiachta. This seemed strange, for the Chinese--if not the
Russians--use no other conveyance in their frequent journeys to
China. The carts are made only in China, and therefore ought to be
at a premium in Kiachta. But the Russians were not to be reasoned
with in this way, but maintained that it was hopeless to attempt to
sell our carts, and we abandoned the idea. We happened, however,
to mention the subject to some Chinese in Maimachin, and having
persuaded them to come to Troitskosarfsk, and see the articles, we
concluded a bargain, on the eve of our departure, for sixty-five
roubles, about half what they cost.

It was necessary to our comfort to purchase a tarantass, or large
travelling carriage. It was possible to travel without one, using
the _kibitka_, or small carriage, provided at the post-stations;
but that mode of travelling involved the annoyance of changing at
every station, which, with our huge amount of baggage, would have
been intolerable. We had some trouble to find a tarantass, and when
we had got one it was not quite what it should have been--indeed we
should have done better to have used the post kibitkas as far as
Irkutsk, and bought a tarantass there, where we would have had a
better selection.

In Maimachin we purchased some goat skins, with hair twelve inches
long. These we had sown together into a sack for each of us to
put our legs into when sitting in the carriage; a very simple
contrivance, well worthy of the attention of all travellers in those
regions in cold weather, and which contributed in no small degree
to our comfort on the road.

The remnant of our stores, &c., tent, saddles, and such like, had
to be abandoned in Kiachta, and we could only make room in the
tarantass for a little brandy, and some tins of bacon, and smoked
tongues. Hitherto we had trusted nothing to the chance supplies of
provisions that might be found on the road; but now, being in a
civilised (?) country, we depended solely on its resources, such as
they were.

We had no trouble with our papers in Kiachta, and our luggage was
never looked at; neither did we require to take out a Russian
passport, but merely had to get our Peking ones vised for Irkutsk
by the master of police, which formality enabled us to obtain from
the chief of the posts a padaroshna, or pass for post-horses, which
are entirely under Government control. In addition to this, Mr.
Pfaffius supplied us with a special pass, to give greater effect to
the padaroshna, and to ensure us proper attention from the various
station masters as far as Irkutsk. This document was to be exchanged
for a similar one, which we hoped to obtain from the higher
authorities at the provincial capital. We experienced the greatest
civility and ready assistance from all the Russian officials with
whom we came in contact in Kiachta, and the bugbear of troublesome
interference by the authorities vanished away.

We soon got tired waiting for better news of the state of the roads
between us and Lake Baikal, and determined to start on the 7th of
October at all hazards. The steady frosty weather, with occasional
falls of snow, gave us warning of winter, and of the uncertainty of
getting our heavy carriage over half-frozen rivers. Every day was
important at such a critical season, and the motherly counsels of
the good old lady we were living with, to postpone our journey till
December, when the snow roads would be in perfect order, only made
us the more impatient to be off. Had we stayed another day we might
have been tempted to give ear to these reiterated remonstrances
against tempting Providence by starting at such a time.

Some hours were occupied in loading our tarantass, for we discovered
to our dismay that the machine, large as it was, was still too small
for our baggage and ourselves. After several attempts to dovetail
unwieldy boxes into corners and use up all smaller articles as
broken stowage, we eventually succeeded, between the inside and
the outside of the machine, to get everything on board, and with a
severe struggle we squeezed ourselves in, horizontally, between the
baggage and the hood of the conveyance. Our padaroshna was for three
horses, but when the driver brought them to be harnessed, and saw
the load he had to drag, he at once protested against going with
less than four. We felt that he was quite right, but to establish a
character it was necessary that we should be firm at the outset. To
have admitted the necessity for four horses would have exposed us
to all manner of impositions at the successive stations, where our
ignorance of Russ would have placed us at the mercy of every ruffian
of a postmaster. With great misgivings, therefore, we started with
our three horses, driven by a Bouriat _yemschik_. The tarantass is
a strong roughly made four-wheeled carriage, placed on poles, which
rest across the two axletrees. The poles are made of soft wood,
but have some spring in them, and the tarantass is at least more
comfortable on rough roads than a Chinese two-wheeled cart. The hood
comes well forward, and with an apron that comes up nearly to the
top, and a curtain that can be let down from the front of the hood,
the tarantass can be pretty well closed in.

The "horses" are only ponies, a little over thirteen hands high,
strong shaggy little brutes, full of beans and of great endurance.
They are harnessed, or rather tied, to the vehicle, or, as the
Russians like to call it, the _equipage_, in the loosest possible
manner. A stout steady one is put in the shafts without any traces,
the collar being secured to the forward part of the shafts by strong
leather bands. A wooden tree arched over the collar and fixed to the
shafts by its two ends, has a bearing rein running from the top, and
kept rather tight on the horse's mouth. A bell is also suspended
from the top of this cumbrous-looking apparatus, which denotes to
all whom it may concern that it jingles over a post-horse. The
bell is an intolerable nuisance on the road, but it is of some use
in arriving at a station to announce the important event to the
station-keeper, who peradventure may be asleep.

The other horses are attached by rope traces to the axletrees, or
any part of the outside of the tarantass which may be available
for making fast a rope. Each horse is independent of the others,
and any, except the middle one, may get off the road, kick, fall,
or do what he likes, without disturbing the general equilibrium.
The favourite number of horses in Russia is three, which they call
a _troilki_--they all go abreast, whether the number be two or
six. Everything about the "turn out" is of the loosest and rudest
construction--the wheels have plenty of scope, and oscillate three
or four inches on the axle, so as to be easily oiled. Something is
constantly going wrong--the wonder is that the whole arrangement
does not break down on the road beyond the hope of remedy; but the
Russians are very clever at making shifts, and with the constant
demands that are made on their resources, their talents are kept in
full exercise.




CHAPTER XIII.

KIACHTA TO LAKE BAIKAL.


We got out of Troitskosarfsk about three o'clock in the afternoon,
for as we intended to travel as the Russians do, night and day, it
made no difference at what time of the day or night we commenced the
journey. The first stage led us over rather hilly roads, in many
places heavy with sand. The hills around have a sandy appearance,
but after crossing the first ridge we opened out fine broken scenery
with richly wooded heights. Our _yemschik_, or driver, being a
Bouriat, we were able to converse with him in his mother-tongue, for
though the Bouriats grow up speaking Russian, they preserve their
own domestic institutions, and among themselves speak their own
language, which, with some slight differences, is identical with
that spoken by the Mongols of the Great Desert.

The first station we arrived at was Ust Kiachtinske, which is
a fair-sized village of small wooden houses, with a very neat
little church. We were prepared for all the horrors of a Siberian
post-station, but found instead a new station-house, well kept and
scrubbed inside, warm and clean. It is twenty-three and a-half
versts, or nearly sixteen miles, from Troitskosarfsk. Our doubts and
fears regarding our ability to deal with Russians, of whose language
we were ignorant, awed us into great circumspection at this, the
first point where we were left to our unaided resources. Our first
anxiety was to maintain our prestige among the Russians, for,
that failing, we should have been helpless indeed. The only sure
way of saving our name under the circumstances was to decline all
discussion, and as far as possible hold our tongues. This succeeded
very well at Ust Kiachtinske--four horses were put to our tarantass,
and no extra fare asked. The post had left that day, and the poor
jades allotted to us had already performed one stage over very heavy
roads, and were in no condition to drag our unwieldy equipage. Our
Bouriat yemschik had not gone very far over the soft sand before he
discovered this, and after exhausting all his persuasion to no good
purpose, he sent a message to the station by a chance Russian whom
we met on the road. In answer to this a fifth horse was sent from
the post-house. The yemschik resumed his efforts to proceed, and by
dint of yelling, carressing, and whipping, we got along a few miles
further. A nasty steep hill lay before us, and arrested our progress
finally for the night. When the yemschik had bawled himself hoarse,
and had goaded his horses to despair, he entreated us, first in
Russian, and then in Mongol, to get out and unload the carriage. It
was a cold dark night, and we were warmly wedged into the carriage
in a way that if we got out we could never have readjusted our beds
in the dark. Finding us deaf to remonstrance, our poor yemschik took
the horses out and let them graze--made a fire for himself of the
end of a fallen tree, and waited patiently for morning.

When daylight came we found ourselves in a thick wood, half way up
the hill. An hour and a half was spent in unloading and getting
the vehicle over the hill. After which we proceeded slowly to the
station Piravolofske, which we reached at 8 o'clock. On the road we
passed several villages, with some cultivated enclosures farmed by
Russians, who also keep a good many cattle.

It was plain that we could not go on so heavily laden, for even
if horses could draw our tarantass, the machine itself would
certainly break down, and we should run the risk of being wrecked
on the road beyond the reach of assistance. We therefore determined
if possible to secure an extra carriage at Piravolofske. To this
the station-keeper demurred, and told us that with only one
padaroshna it was impossible to horse two equipages. The pass
from the commissary was efficacious in removing his doubts, and
after expending all his eloquence in proving the impossibility of
complying with our request, he quietly ordered a _kibitka_, into
which we transferred a portion of our dead weight, and we went on
our way rejoicing. The roads were rather sandy and a good deal up
and down hill. At 2 o'clock we passed Paravotne station, where we
had _shtchee_. We then proceeded by a good road up a long valley
through which runs a tributary of the Selenga. Turning with the
river into another valley to our left, we again encountered sandy
and hilly roads. We soon struck the Selenga, a fine deep river,
running through a wide valley, hemmed in by steep and well-wooded
hills. A ferry-boat which was in attendance carried us across
easily, horses, carriages, and all. The people who manned the boat
were Russians and Bouriats, some of them showing unmistakeable marks
of mixed blood. The river had fallen about twelve feet by the marks
on the rock. A few miles from the ferry lies the small, but rather
pretty town of Selenginsk. It has commodious barracks, one fine
church, and some good houses. The station-master at Selenginsk was
an old, fat, consequential and surly fellow. His room was adorned
with some poor pictures, among which was an engraving of Catherine
II. The companions of his solitude were a wretched-looking girl,
maid-of-all-work, and a small cur, trained to perform certain
tricks before travellers, on whom it seemed to depend for its daily
bread. This old fellow was too important a personage in his own
estimation to allow us to pass without challenging our right to the
two carriages, but by dint of holding our tongue we conquered his
objections as effectually as if we had greased his palm with roubles.

Night was on before we got away from Selenginsk. At 11 o'clock we
passed Arbusofske, and at 5 next morning we passed Nijni Ubukunske.
A bitterly cold morning was the 9th of October. Passed through a
well-peopled valley, in good cultivation compared with what we had
seen, though still far short of what it might be. The valley runs
north-east to Verchne Udinsk, a considerable town. We did not go
round by that town, but turned off at Mohinski into a valley on
our left, and struck the Selenga again, keeping on the left bank
of the river. We now began to experience the effects of the recent
inundations. Although the flood had abated very much, the water in
the river was still high, and the flat banks were great marshes. The
road had been almost obliterated by the flood, and new tracks had
been struck out through the driest parts, over large boulders, deep
holes filled with water, and heavy mud. The horses floundered, but
struggled bravely, and the yemschiks vociferated for miles, through
this impracticable compound of land and water. We were five hours in
going sixteen miles.

The valley narrows to a steep gorge through which the Selenga forces
its way under a shade of overhanging trees that almost conceals
it from view. The river was running about four miles an hour, but
so smoothly and silently, that the current would have been hardly
perceptible but for the floating branches of trees borne on its
surface. The scenery is most beautiful. The perpendicular walls of
rock that form the gorge are thickly wooded with pine and birch,
which, combined with the willows that grow in great luxuriance on
the low banks of the river, and seem to stretch their branches
almost across the water, give quite a tropical appearance to the
valley.

The road through the gorge is scarped out of the rock, and rises
to a good height above the river. It is narrow in the parts which
are entirely artificial, so narrow that in some places there is
not room for two vehicles to pass. The grandeur of the scenery
faded away before our eyes as we looked down from the height into
the deep abyss below. The edge of the precipice is guarded by a
rough, strong, wooden parapet, without which, restive horses and
drunken yemschiks would inevitably be immolated by the score at this
dangerous place.

At 3 p.m. we arrived at Polovine station, simultaneously with
a number of other travellers from various quarters. The long
interruption of travelling from the flooding of the country, had
accumulated a great many on the west of Baikal lake, and now they
crowded on all at once. Amongst our fellow-travellers were several
government officers, and two loquacious Poles from Irkutsk. The
station could not furnish horses for half of the number, and as we
had all arrived together, it was a question who should get them.
We required seven for our two carriages in the then state of the
roads, and it was no small satisfaction to us to find that the
postmaster assigned to us the precedence. The government officers
made no remark, but simply ordered the samovar to make tea. The
Russian travellers also took it very quietly. But the two Poles were
not so easily appeased. We could glean a few words from the volleys
of abuse with which they indulged themselves, the gist of which
was anathemas on the Russian government, the postal system, and
things in general, winding up with a threat to set up a "republic"
in Siberia. Leaving our exasperated friends to digest the venom of
their spleen, we rattled away over good roads along the left bank of
the Selenga, till we arrived at dusk at the post station of Ilyensk,
six versts short of the town of that name. The postmaster here was
an old sergeant who kept house with his aged wife. She seemed to
be a good sort of woman, for the house was in capital order, the
wooden floor clean scrubbed, and the walls beautifully white. Tables
and chairs were in the like good trim, as were also the pots and
pans and crockery. The sergeant received us with open arms, and
was obsequiously civil. It is probable that the yemschiks who had
conducted us from Polovine had passed the word to him of our being
distinguished personages, whom all good postmasters delighted to
honour. When the little man had acquitted himself of his bowing and
scraping, he began to expatiate on the coldness of the night and
the badness of the road that lay before us. The end of it was that
he pressed us, with his most winning grimaces, to make ourselves
comfortable under his roof for the night, and proceed at daylight
next morning towards the Baikal. We were but too willing to listen
to the voice of the charmer, for experience had taught us that night
travelling in Siberia is no great luxury. Having therefore satisfied
ourselves that we should be in good time to catch the steamer on the
Baikal, which makes two trips a week, we resigned ourselves with a
good conscience to the kind solicitations of our host. When supper
was over and bedtime came, visions of Russian vermin began to haunt
us, and seriously disturbed our prospects of rest. The most careful
scrutiny of the apartment, however, led to no discoveries of a
disagreeable nature, beyond the shoals of small cockroaches which
the heat of the room brought out in high condition. These animals
are inoffensive enough in their habits, but restless, and ever on
the move, running to and fro over the room and everything in it.
They emit a fetid odour, which is the most unpleasant thing about
them, particularly when you inadvertently crush them. But the close,
oven-heat of the room itself was in my case a sufficient objection
to sleeping there, and the tarantass was to me the more attractive
dormitory of the two. Indeed, when well wrapped up with furs, and
only a part of the face exposed to the frost, the tarantass affords
sleeping accommodation that might well be envied by a king, provided
always there is no jolting over rough roads to disturb the sleeper.

The jingling of bells at various periods of the night announced
the arrival of other travellers, and in the morning we found that
one party of Russian officers, whom we had left drinking tea at
Polovine, had come and gone without stopping at Ilyensk. Another
party of merchants had arrived later, and were all ready to start
again when we got out of bed. We were naturally, though perhaps
unjustly, suspicious of the Russians, and the first thought that
flashed across our minds, on surveying our situation, was that
we had been duped by the post-master into remaining all night at
Ilyensk in order to let the others get a clear start of us on the
road. It was of the last importance to reach the shore of Lake
Baikal, from which we were still ninety versts distant, in time
to save the steamer, and in the bad state of the roads it was
impossible for us to calculate the length of time we should require
to travel the distance. The advantage we had been induced to yield
to our fellow-travellers might prove fatal to our own success, for
although horses would be kept for us at Ilyensk, there might be a
scarcity at the following stations, and our neighbours having the
lead might take every available beast, leaving none for us. Under
such circumstances the old sergeant was regarded with very different
feelings from those we entertained of him when we retired to rest
the night before. He did not escape a fair quota of abuse, but he
still protested that his intentions were honourable. Great haste was
made to get our horses in, and we had faint hopes of overtaking some
of our friends.

The road from Ilyensk was good for fifteen versts, and quite level.
Beyond that it had been completely destroyed by the recent floods,
and the country was full of lagoons. The bridges were washed away,
and their _debris_ were scattered about over the fields. The main
road was quite impracticable, and by-paths were struck out wherever
the fancy, or topographical knowledge of the yemschik directed him.
It was a wild chase for many weary miles, through great sheets of
water, over high banks, and wide deep ditches, which were charged
at full gallop, the lumbering machine being got over apparently by
the sheer force of momentum. We then plunged into a dense forest
where a lane had been cut out, leaving the stumps of the trees
still sticking up. The ravines had been roughly bridged over with
new-cut trees, overlaid with branches. This road, besides being as
rough as wheeled carriage ever travelled on, was very circuitous,
and our stage of twenty-four versts by the main road was stretched
out to not much short of double that distance by the tracks we were
compelled to follow. It says something, however, for the energy of
the government, that the emergency should have been met so promptly.
Their postal communication had not been interrupted a fortnight
before this new road had been cut through the wood, on the <DW72> of
a hill above the reach of inundation.

Changed horses at Tarakanofske, a small miserable station, and at
1.30 reached Kabansk, a neat town with a pretty church. Here we
dined, and proceeded at 2.30. The high mountains west of the Baikal
were now distinctly visible. At the next station, Stepne-dvaretske,
the postmaster was a Pole, a fine old gentleman, who was exiled
under Nicholas in 1854. He appeared very anxious to talk about the
affairs of Poland, but we had not acquired enough Russian to make
conversation very interesting to either party, and besides we were
in a hurry, and daylight was fast failing. The old fellow exulted
in the expectation of foreign intervention in Poland, and became
radiant with delight when we revealed our respective nationalities.

After leaving Stepne-dvaretske we soon reached the shore of the
lake, when we turned to the left, and followed the coast-line,
through occasional thickets and wide lagoons, till we reached
Pasoilske, the terminus of the Trans-Baikal post-road. The
station-house was full of travellers waiting for the steamer to
cross the water. The fixed time of her departure was 9 o'clock
the next morning, and the crowd of travellers spent the night
in the post-house. No beds, and few seats are provided at these
places. Men, women, and children roll themselves down on the floor
indiscriminately, and sleep soundly through the incessant turmoil
and noise that would make night hideous to nervous people. It is
often impossible to thread one's way into the dormitory without
treading on half the people who are sleeping among the bundles of
clothing that cover the floor; but aggressions of that sort, being
of common occurrence, are borne with stoical indifference. I slept
as usual in the tarantass, and was lulled to sleep by the harmony of
a howling wind, and the loud murmur of the waves of the lake that
washed the sandy beach within a few yards of me.

The Selenga is formed in Mongolia by the junction of a number of
small streams south of Lake Kosgol, 230 miles south-west from
Kiachta. It is afterwards joined by the Orkhon, and its tributaries
from the Kinghan mountains. The length of this river has been
computed at 300 miles, which is probably near the mark. It is
singularly rich in fish, among which is the sturgeon. The fisheries
are a great blessing to the people who inhabit the valley, among
whom fish forms a staple article of diet.

The Selenga falls into the Baikal, by several mouths, about twenty
miles north of Pasoilske. That part of the coast would not be so
convenient for the steamer to cross at, and would moreover make the
crossing so much longer. But as the Selenga itself is navigable, by
properly constructed vessels, from its mouth to a point higher than
Selenginsk, the steamer route may possibly be eventually diverted to
the river.

The valley of the Selenga is hemmed in to a narrow compass by
mountains as far down as Ilyensk. Thence, downwards, the two
mountain barriers diverge gradually, leaving a fine open valley,
which widens to about forty miles on the coast of the lake. This
valley supports a pretty large agricultural population, and the
peasants seem all well-to-do. Agriculture is certainly not in an
advanced state, if Europe be taken as a standard, but still a large
portion of the valley is enclosed and cultivated; weeds are kept
down; and stubble looks like stubble, and not merely grass of a
different shade of colour from the surrounding pastures, which is
the characteristic of the fields nearer Kiachta. The soil is light,
dry, and friable; furrows don't hold their shape. The crops are
chiefly cereals--wheat, barley, rye, and oats.

There is an immense tract of uncleared country in the Selenga
valley, only wanting hands to fell trees and bring the soil under
the plough, to make this a rich and fertile region. The <DW72>s
of the hills are also capable of cultivation, but centuries will
probably elapse before they are required. In the meantime, both
hills and plains bear magnificent crops of timber, which will keep
the Siberians in fuel and building material for a thousand years to
come.

Cattle are abundant, but under-bred and rather small. The milk cows
are poor, which is singular considering that milk is such a valuable
item in the subsistence of the people. They have a good hardy breed
of sheep, which are nearly all black. Pigs are also very common in
the villages. They are a peculiar breed, very active, do not grow
to any size, rather long in the legs, and bristly. Their owners do
not seem to feed their stock much, if at all, and consequently the
animals have to follow their own instincts of self-preservation.
They may be seen in the morning trooping it down the street at a
steady trot, turning neither to the right hand nor to the left,
until some edible substance arrests their attention. They are not
very particular about what they eat, and they manage, by dint of
rapid movements, to eke out a subsistence off the odds and ends to
be found in the streets, and the roots they can burrow out of the
fields. Many of these Siberian pigs are of a brown colour, which is
uncommon in the porcine race.

The dogs of Siberia are of the ubiquitous breed which is common all
over China, Japan, and many other countries, and is nearly akin to
our own collie dog.




Chapter XIV.

LAKE BAIKAL TO IRKUTSK.


The post-house of Pasoilske was all alive at an early hour on the
11th of October. Cart-loads of wood were piled on the fires. All
the samovars were in requisition at once, and the company waited
patiently, or impatiently, for their turn to come, for a Russian is
very useless until he has guzzled three or four tumblers of tea.
The "postilions," as they call the soldiers who travel with the
mail-bags, and other hangers-on, generally came off best. Their
instinct leads them to make friends with kitchen-maids, and the
kitchen being their centre of attraction, it goes hard if they don't
get their tea in good time.

The kitchen was the only place where one could get a wash, which is
a difficult operation to the unskilful. No basin is provided, but an
urchin, or a robust maiden, holds a pitcher of water, the contents
of which you receive by instalments in the hollow of your two hands,
and with good management you succeed in getting a few drops to your
face.

While we were all stretching our necks to catch a glimpse of the
steamer, every moment expected to heave in sight, an officer gave
us the valuable hint that our tarantass could not be embarked at
Pasoilske, there being no boat there capable of conveying it to the
steamer. This was unwelcome intelligence to receive at the eleventh
hour, but it was confirmed by the post-master who, however, had told
us a different story the night before.

The "shipping port" was nine versts further south, and thither we
had to transport our carriage. It was off the government post-road,
and private horses had to be hired at rather an exorbitant rate.
But there was no time to lose, and the Russian had us on the hip,
an advantage which none know better how to turn to account. The
road runs along a narrow sand-spit between the Baikal and the inner
lagoons. It is very heavy, and the water has broken in on it in
some places. The sand-spit runs out to a point forming a sheltered
harbour inside for vessels of light draught. The entrance round
the point has a shoal sand-bar, somewhat dangerous, running across
it. Several Russian barges, rigged very much like Japanese junks,
with one enormous mast placed near the centre of the vessel, and of
about 150 tons burthen, lay aground discharging their cargoes on
the shore. Several more were lying at anchor in the harbour. These
vessels are of the rudest construction, and the most primitive
model--very short, enormously high-sided, and of great beam. They
have preposterously large rudders like the Chinese and Japanese
junks. Their "lines" are so imperfect that no ordinary rudder would
steer them. They must be incapable of any nautical movement except
running before the wind. They carry large crews, chiefly Bouriats.
Their heavy main-sail and rudder necessitates plenty of hands, and
when in harbour (where they seem to spend most of their time) the
large crew is useful in loading and discharging cargo.

When we consider the kind of craft, and the quality of their crews,
by which the Baikal has been navigated, it is easy to account
for the terrible stories of the storms that frequently spread
destruction over the surface of the lake. That the lake, like other
lakes similarly shut in by high mountains, is subject to sudden and
violent storms, fraught with danger to crazy barks and unskilful
navigators, there can be no doubt; but we had occasion to observe
that a very gentle zephyr indeed is accounted a storm on the
Baikal. It is said that a peculiar phenomenon is sometimes observed
in the lake,--a wave, or succession of waves, bubbling up from the
bottom in the calmest weather as if moved by submarine influences.
But it is not likely that this, or other anomalous convulsions in
the waters of the Baikal are of frequent occurrence. But, although
such phenomena have no doubt fortified the popular superstitious
dread with which the lake is regarded, it is of the wind-storms that
the Russian sailors and travellers are so apprehensive.

There is only one house at the port, which belongs to the company
who own the steamers, as also many of the sailing craft that cross
the lake. In the house we met but one traveller, all the others
having stopped at Pasoilske to join the steamer there. There was a
large concourse of people, however, engaged in landing and shipping
cargo, and the scene was most animated. The sand-flat was covered
with merchandise, in bales done up in cow-hides, casks, and all
manner of packages--that from the west waiting to be carted away to
the post-road for China or the Amoor river,--and eastern produce,
principally Chinese, waiting shipment. The people moved about
with more business-like energy than we had yet observed amongst
Russians. The whole traffic with the Amoor crosses the Baikal here,
as does also that with the south-eastern provinces of Siberia, which
includes all Russian trade with China, excepting what finds its way
to Semipalatinsk, further west on the Khirgis steppe. Large caravans
of one-horse carts, laden with merchandise, are constantly met with
on the post-road. The heavy portion of the trade naturally goes
eastward, for all the clothing, all the luxuries, and much of what
may be considered the necessaries of life of the Siberian cities,
are supplied from Western Russia. Siberia has not much to send in
return, except furs, the precious metals, and Chinese produce.

While we were waiting for the arrival of the steamer, we were roused
by a wild kind of chant outside, and presently a procession of three
Russian priests, with long hair and long beards, came into the room
where we were sitting, and after doing reverence to the picture of
the saint, stuck up in a corner of the room, they besprinkled the
apartment with holy water, and retired. It was Sunday, and this
imposing ceremony served to remind the Russians of that circumstance.

An officer from the Amoor country showed us great civility here,
and made the time pass very pleasantly. He was worn with hard
travelling, having ridden a long distance through forests where no
proper road had yet been made. The usual way of travelling up the
Amoor is by steamer, as far as the navigation is practicable, which
is as high as the junction of the Shilka. But the steamers often
tow huge barges, laden with grain, which greatly <DW44>s their
progress, and besides, they are almost constantly breaking down. So
that, where time is important, the shortest way is to ride until the
regular post-road is struck.

This gentleman gave us some interesting information regarding the
new road now being constructed by the government from Irkutsk to
Kiachta, round the south end of Lake Baikal. The present route
across the lake is very inconvenient, and not always safe. In summer
and winter the communication by the lake is pretty regular; but
during the interregnum between the seasons it is very uncertain.
When ice is forming on the lake it is always doubtful whether the
steamer can cross with safety, and she is probably laid up for the
winter sooner than is really necessary, from fear of being nipped
by ice. Again, when the ice is melting, it would be hazardous to
leave on the surface the post-stations which are used in winter
traffic, for on such a large sheet of water, exposed to gales of
wind, the ice may break up suddenly when thaw has once set in. This
has actually happened: on one occasion a sudden break-up in the ice
submerged a post-station with all the men, horses, &c., belonging to
it. Thus the post establishments will generally be cleared off in
spring, some time before the navigation is open. The inconvenience
of depending on this one route for the transport of merchandise
and gold has long been felt by the government, but the nature of
the country on the southern shores of the Baikal presents almost
insuperable difficulties to road-making. The precipitous mountain
ranges in that region are at present impassable, except on foot or
horseback, and dangerous even then. Our informant once tried it in
winter, and had to abandon his horse to perish in the snow, saving
his own life with difficulty. The road now being made is scarped
out of the rock in the same way as the one I have described in the
gorge in the Selenga valley. It is only worked at in winter when the
peasants are frozen out of the mines and fields. One of the means
employed to split the rocks, is to make enormous bonfires of trees
when the temperature is very low (-30 deg. to -40 deg. Reaumur), the action
of heat on the stone causing huge masses to crack, and enabling the
workmen to dislodge it. This is necessarily a slow process. Several
years have already been spent on it, and a good many more will
elapse before the work is completed. When this road is finished it
will materially shorten the distance between Irkutsk and Kiachta.

At noon a white column of wood-smoke on the horizon announced the
approach of the steamer, and in a couple of hours she came-to off
the port, dropped a barge which she had towed across, and proceeded
to Pasoilske to embark mails and passengers. Her return was expected
at 4 o'clock, but she did not appear till 6. It was then getting
dark, and to our surprise it was unanimously pronounced too stormy
for us to embark that night. It was even hinted that the steamer
might run across to the other side of the lake where there was good
shelter, and return next day to take us across. It was vain for us
to remonstrate against this folly, though the wind was so light that
we really could hardly tell which way it was blowing--with a chorus
of bawling Russians all speaking at once. We had but to wait, and
it was some consolation to us to hear the steamer's cable rattling
through the hawse-pipe. She had dropped anchor in the offing, and,
unless the "gale" increased, would remain there till morning.

The rates of passage by steamer across the lake are eight roubles
first class, and five roubles deck passage, say twenty-four and
fifteen shillings respectively. Distance about seventy miles. No
table is kept on board. The freight on our tarantass was twenty
roubles. Freight on general cargo is thirty kopeks per pood,
equal to sixty shillings per ton. There seems to be no fixed rule
as to passengers' baggage, but the agent is always open to an
"arrangement." We were to pay the regular freight on ours, and the
agent, to save himself the trouble of weighing it, asked us how much
we had. I forget what the quantity was, but say it was ten poods.
"Oh, then we will call it fifteen," said the agent. Our indignation
was of course roused at this. We appealed to the Russian officer
before mentioned, who laid it on so smartly to the agent for first
asking us for the weight, and then assuming that we were necessarily
trying to cheat him, that the wretch got frightened, and took our
baggage free. This afforded the officer an opportunity, which the
higher classes in Russia never let slip, of commenting on the low
state of Russian morality, that is, of the merchant and moujik
class, as distinguished from _nous autres_.

In the early morning the hive was all animation again. The clumsiest
of boats were manned by crowds of Bouriats, with short paddles,
to tow out to the steamer two of those huge barges that were
lying in the harbour. The steamer was unable to approach nearer
the shore than half a mile, owing to the shoalness of the water.
The towing business pays the steamer well, and there are always
numbers of sailing craft waiting at both ends for their turn to
be towed across. Time is no object with them, and they miss many
opportunities of sailing over with a fair wind, while waiting for
the steamer to tow them. The trade is highly remunerative, as at
present conducted, but it would pay much better to keep a smart
steamer running regularly with mails and passengers, and a good tug
to do nothing but tow barges. Half the number of these would then do
as much work as the whole fleet does at present. A little healthy
competition would work great results, but the Russians are fonder of
combinations and monopolies than competition.

When the two barges had got their hawsers on board the steamer,
one of the boats embarked our tarantass and ourselves, with a few
other passengers who had turned up, and by eight o'clock we stood
on the deck of the _General Karsakof_, so named after the present
governor-general of Eastern Siberia. She is a rare specimen of naval
architecture, and might have been built any time the last hundred
years. Roughly put together, clumsy and unshapely, she would be a
curiosity in any other part of the world; and for dirt I am certain
she has not her match. The engines, which are of fifty horse-power,
are the only redeeming feature in the vessel. They were made by an
Englishman in Western Siberia. It is no doubt a great thing to have
floated a steamer at all on the Baikal lake, but while they were
about it the builders might have produced something more ship-shape.
The _General Karsakof_ and her sister ship are coining money for
their owners, however, and _they_ have no reason to be dissatisfied
with their property.

We made but slow progress with the two lumbering barges in tow.
There was a slight head wind at first, and our speed was about one
mile per hour. Latterly the barges made sail, and we got on better.

Our course lay obliquely across the lake, about W.S.W. towards
Listni-nijni at the head of the lower Angara. Had the weather been
less severe we should have been tempted to keep the deck, and enjoy
the sublime scenery with which we were surrounded. Both shores of
the lake are very mountainous, those on the south-eastern side being
highest, and covered with snow down to the water's edge. There was
very little snow on the western side, the snow showers up to that
time having been very slight and partial. The water of the lake,
away from land, is of a very deep blue, almost black. Its depths
have never been fathomed, probably from the want of proper tackle,
for I am not aware that any ocean-sounding apparatus has ever been
used on the Baikal. It has been said, I know not on what authority,
that "no bottom" has been found at three thousand fathoms; but much
that has been said of the Baikal is exaggerated, and I greatly doubt
whether such a depth has been satisfactorily established. I was
informed by a gentleman on the spot, personally acquainted with that
part of the country, that the deepest soundings yet obtained in the
lake were two hundred fathoms, and that beyond that depth nothing
was known. It is only in a few places where soundings have not been
taken.

The lake is over 300 miles in length, averaging about thirty in
breadth; it covers a surface of 11,000 square miles, and is 1300
feet above the sea level. It is fed by two considerable rivers, the
Little Angara on the north, and the Selenga on the east. It has only
one outlet, the Great Angara, on the west, which drains the waters
of the lake into the great river Yenisei, and that again into the
Frozen Ocean. It is estimated that the water so drained, out of
the lake does not amount to more than one-tenth of the quantity
poured into it. This estimate may be a little wide of the mark, but
there can be no doubt of the fact that the lake receives a large
surplus of water above what it gives out, which the quantity lost by
evaporation must be utterly inadequate to account for. The level of
the water fluctuates only a few feet between seasons.

Baikal is a Mongol name. In saintly Russia it is called the Holy
Sea, and among the peasant navigators it is considered high treason
to call it a lake.

So much for the much be-written Baikal. To return to the _General
Karsakof_. She is puffing and spluttering, with no apparent result
but the rapid diminution of the pile of firewood which cumbered
her deck. The passengers, mostly on deck, wrapped in huge furs,
sit patiently wherever sitting-room can be found, facing the keen
air with unruffled equanimity. Their noses look a little blue, but
what of that?--every other portion of their body is warmly covered.
The saloon, so called, is under deck, cold and cheerless. It was
occupied by a few Russian officers and ourselves, who, between
intervals of sleep, called for the samovar, and sipped tea _ad
libitum_, the only kind of entertainment the steamer seemed capable
of providing. All travellers in Russia carry their own tea and sugar.

I presume some one navigated the steamer, but I never could discover
who occupied this important post. She was steered mostly by
Bouriats, who take it very easy, sitting all the time on neat little
stools to that end provided.

We succeeded eventually in reaching the western shore. We were
eighteen hours crossing, the distance being seventy miles. A
good little harbour, with deep water, shelters the steamers at
Listni-nijni. A pier has been built for the vessel to go alongside,
and everything would be perfect were the easterly shelter a little
more complete.

The captain of the steamer now appears on the scene to superintend
the disembarkation. He is charged by government with the examination
of the padaroshnas of passengers, which gives the authorities a
check on any unauthorised persons going about the country.

It was 3 o'clock, and a bitterly cold morning, when we landed in
the government of Irkutsk, but, as the steamer had been expected,
there was no difficulty in getting horses at the station. A few
versts beyond the station we observed a great bonfire blazing on the
road-side, and certain wild-looking figures gliding about between
the fire and a small hut close by. On reaching the spot, we detected
a black and white bar suspended across the road, intimating that we
were under arrest for the time being. The unearthly figures that
reflected from their faces the fitful glare of the burning logs
resolved themselves into men, clad in the grey great-coat of the
Russian soldiers. Our luggage, it seemed, had to be examined here,
which involved the torture of turning out of our warm berths. The
officials were inexorable. Not knowing who was chief,--for as usual
they all spoke at once, and every one seemed more officious than
another,--we did not know whom to bribe; and, after turning out of
our tarantass, we were not at all in a humour to bribe anybody.
The officers of the customs, for such we assumed them to be, took
plenty of time to turn over our boxes before opening any of them,
but finding at last that the coveted coin was not forthcoming,
they opened one or two packages for form's sake, repacked them,
and performed the ceremony of putting a seal on them. We were then
furnished with a certificate, which we were instructed to produce
at Irkutsk, failing to do which it would be the worse for us. We
never did produce it, and never were asked for it. Indeed this
was the first and last time our baggage was looked at during the
whole journey through Siberia and Russia. The other passengers
by the steamer came up after us, and passed the barrier without
stopping. We should have done the same, no doubt, had we been better
acquainted with the language.

The country west of Baikal, like that east of Baikal, is a vast
forest, but not so mountainous. Between the lake and Irkutsk there
is a great deal of cleared ground, and a considerable population.
The Russian cottages are bare-looking, but neat and substantial.
Their cattle-yards are mere open wooden palings, unsheltered and
dreary-looking.

The road runs along the right bank of the Angara, the river that
runs out of Lake Baikal, and falls into the Yenisei, about 1200
miles below Irkutsk. The water of the Angara is perfectly clear.

From the Baikal to Irkutsk we pass through a very fine country,
whether regarded from a tourist or agricultural point of view. The
cleared portion is in an advanced state of cultivation, carefully
fenced, and very fertile. The people have more of the appearance of
men who mean to make a living out of the soil, than any we had seen
further east. The bold mountain scenery of the environs of the lake
has disappeared, giving place to richly-wooded undulating hills,
which are shown to great advantage by the intervals of villages
and ploughed land. The rapid river flowing between steep banks,
generally covered with trees or brushwood down to the water's edge,
works its way circuitously through the hills, and gives a finish to
as fine a bit of scenery as can anywhere be seen.

The road to Irkutsk is in capital order. Our horses were good, and
our yemschiks willing, and by 11 o'clock we had rattled over the
forty miles between the Baikal and Irkutsk. This distance is divided
into three stages. At the last station the post-master was a German,
of a Jewish cast of face, who seemed to be hired to tout for the
Amoor Hotel in Irkutsk, which is the most popular with strangers.
We had been specially warned against this establishment, and had the
address of another, Metzgyr by name, which our yemschik pretended to
know, and we started on our last stage with the understanding that
we were to be conveyed to Metzgyr Hotel.




CHAPTER XV.

IRKUTSK.


The sun shone brightly on the domes and cupolas of Irkutsk when
they burst on the view; the effect of the dazzling white walls and
bright green roofs of the churches was strikingly beautiful. Before
entering the town, our yemschik descended from the box, and tied
up the bells of the horses, in deference to a municipal law of the
town, and in mercy to the inhabitants.

The streets of Irkutsk are straight, wide, and well kept. Indeed the
main streets are too wide, and have always a more or less desolate
appearance.

Our yemschik was again catechised about Metzgyr Hotel, but, after
all, drove us into a hotel which, after unloading our gear, turned
out to be the Amoor. The combined action of two conspirators was
too much for us, and we had but to make the best of our situation.
We were indeed too travel-worn to be particular about our quarters.
A room was allotted to us, facetiously said to contain four
bed-chambers. On inquiring for the said chambers we were pointed
by the _maltchik_ (boy) to certain corners and recesses, in
which, by skilful dove-tailing, it was certainly possible to find
sleeping-room for four people. Beds there were none, but there was
a good solid floor, a plain hard sofa, three chairs, and a table.
There was no fire-place in the room, the temperature being kept
up by blazing furnaces opening in the corridor. The windows were
hermetically sealed for the winter. Our first and last sensation,
during our occupancy of that apartment, was suffocation, only to be
relieved by active out-door exercise. The room was adorned by a few
pictures, and a large placard, framed and hung up in a conspicuous
place, advertised the prix-courant of liquors, cabs, billiards, and
viands. Here we found _cotelettes_ and _bifsteks_, admirably adapted
to the Russian spelling.

The attendance was of a very mean order. An unkempt urchin in
tattered habiliments, did the duty of maid-of-all-work, always in
the way when not wanted, now and again disturbing the time-honoured
dust of our fusty chamber by besoms and dish-cloths, but never
to be found when he was required. No bells are provided for the
convenience of visitors, and you may roar yourself hoarse with
cries of _maltchik_ or _tchelavek!_ before any one will deign even
to answer _sey tchass!_ This word, literally interpreted, means
directly, but it may be more practically translated to-morrow, or
next week, or when convenient. It is only thrown out to allay your
impatience, and keep you in play while the tchelavek is eating his
dinner, or gossiping with the cook. No progress can be made till you
have discovered his retreat, when the _a posteriori_ argument of
boot leather may be applied with good effect. This is the only form
of entreaty that can impress a low Russian with respect, and one
application will generally suffice.

All things considered, there is not much to complain of in the
culinary department, but the service is enough to blunt the keenest
appetite in the world. Everything is cold, dirty, and miserable.
A good beefsteak is put on the table hot, but you have to wait
twenty minutes for something to eat with it; then knives and forks
are wanting, and when you flatter yourself all is in order, and
you begin your dinner, salt is found to be missing. All that can
be tolerated, but oh take care of the eggs! In Siberia they keep
a stock of these in a fossil state for the entertainment of the
unwary, for probably no Russian would be so green as to ask for
them. At first we doubted whether Russians recognised any difference
between a new-laid egg, and one that had been addled for six months.
But, whatever their own proclivities may be, they do know a fresh
egg when they see it. We succeeded at last in getting some only
"suspicious," by taking hold of the boy in a menacing manner, and
vowing that we would dash in his face every bad egg he should bring
to us.

In a building separate from the hotel is a dining-room and tap-room,
as also a billiard-room, with two tables. This part of the
establishment is almost entirely monopolised by military officers,
who play billiards all the morning, dine at the table d'hote at 2
o'clock, and continue billiard-playing all the afternoon. Their
billiard-cues have no leather tips, and the one table we attempted
to play on was so uneven, from about twenty patches in the cloth,
that we soon tired of seeing the balls steeple-chasing across the
table. The dining-room is a large oblong, the walls covered with
pictures of gentlemen in cocked hats and epaulettes, in a very low
gaudy style of art. In the centre of one wall is a full-length
portrait of the present emperor, which, with all its artistic
defects, is nevertheless a fair likeness of his Imperial Majesty.
The Russians are a loyal race, and naturally fond of pictures,
whether of saints, or tsars, or heroes.

At the Amoor Hotel, I was greatly pleased to meet a friend and
countryman who was travelling from St. Petersburg to China. The
effect of this unexpected meeting was exhilarating, and I don't know
whether it gave us most pleasure to recount the circumstances of our
journey from China, or to hear our friend's experiences of that part
of the road homewards which still lay before us. We certainly had no
comfortable news to give each other. In exchange for the horrors of
the road through Western Siberia, we threw in the picture of what a
month's ride across the Mongolian steppes in November would be.

Irkutsk is a town that will bear a close inspection. The houses are
all large, and as handsome as wooden buildings can well be made. The
sombre hue of the external walls is the only unsightly feature about
the place; but the general aspect of the town is so well relieved
by the numerous handsome churches and other public buildings, that
the whole effect is pleasing. The streets are adorned with many fine
shops, where every European luxury is obtainable for money. Tailors
and milliners are very fond of parading flourishing sign-boards in
French, and even in that remote corner of the world, Paris is looked
to as the seat of fashion. The _gostinnoi-dvor_ is well supplied
with all the staple articles of merchandise, including every variety
of fur. We purchased very good Congou tea in the bazaar at 1 ruble
35 kopeks per pound, equal to four shillings.

Bakers are in great force in Irkutsk, many of them Germans.
_Frantsooski khleb_ (French bread) is all the rage in Siberia, and
this sign is adopted by all bakers indiscriminately. The "French
bread" is simply white bread made into rolls. It is very good, and
being unobtainable in the country villages, travellers carry a
supply with them from one town to another.

The tobacconists of Irkutsk are famed in Eastern Siberia for
their "papiros," or paper cigars, which they make out of Turkish
tobacco. The Russians, almost without exception of age or sex, smoke
quantities of tobacco in the shape of papiros. In Irkutsk itself,
however, "Moscow" is considered a better brand for papiros than
"Irkutsk."

The prison occupies the corner of two streets. It has one
iron-grated window facing the street, at which the prisoners are
always to be seen clamouring for alms. The Russians are very
charitable and give a great deal to these prisoners. It is very
common also in the streets for passers-by, especially old ladies,
to stop the convicts who are employed under a guard of Cossacks in
carrying water, &c., and give them money. This is so much a matter
of course that when any well-dressed person, suspected of being
charitably disposed, is seen approaching a convict, the Cossacks
halt by instinct.

Every resident in Irkutsk who can afford it keeps a carriage. Their
horses are very showy in harness, and there are enough of them
generally to be seen in the street to be an ornament to the place.
The droshky service is also very good. The drivers always go fast
and their horses are generally fresh and fiery.

There are several good libraries in Irkutsk, branches of scientific
societies, a theatre, a newspaper, and other concomitants of
cultivation. On the whole, I confess that my pre-conceived notions
of Siberian life proved utterly fallacious. I had pictured to
myself a barren, inhospitable climate, unfit for the habitation
of any except those who were compelled by law to exist there, and
who necessarily had to suffer every privation. Instead of that, I
found settled communities, not only enjoying all the amenities of
civilised life, but living in expensive luxury, and many of them in
extravagance.

Irkutsk, like most other Siberian towns, is named after a river.
It has a settled population of 23,000, but in winter, when the
gold-washing ceases, the population is swelled by the addition
of about 4000 miners, who pass the winter in town, and manage to
spend every farthing of their earnings before the mining season
comes round again. The town derives great importance from its being
the residence of the governor-general and the capital of Eastern
Siberia, which not only includes the Amoor country, but that large
tract recently acquired from China, and now called Primorsky, or
the Maritime Region. The heads of the police, military, financial,
and post departments, have their offices in Irkutsk, which not only
gives a tone to society, but keeps a large substratum of subordinate
officers, with their families, about the place, and indirectly tends
to promote the general prosperity. An archbishop also resides in
Irkutsk.

On the second day of our stay in Irkutsk we visited the
governor-general, and made the acquaintance of the chief of police,
who put our papers in train. The governor-general holds a levee once
a week, which happened to be on the day of our visit. About twenty
persons in full dress presented themselves, including a number of
officers, among whom we recognised with difficulty some of our
late fellow-travellers. A number of peasants were assembled in the
hall long before the appointed hour. They wore the most woe-begone
visages, and each seemed to have his own special grievance. Each
was armed with a scroll of paper, probably a petition, that he had
got some one to write for him. These petitions were being patiently
examined by an aide-de-camp, who seemed to decide on which were
fit to be presented to his chief. The governor-general of Eastern
Siberia has no sinecure. He has on his shoulders the affairs of
a region larger than the whole of Europe, and which is yet but
in the infancy of its development. The population is certainly
scant, but it is composed of heterogeneous tribes, and the mere
scarcity of population enhances the difficulty of general progress.
A scattered population is, _ipso facto_, deprived on the one hand
of the great stimulant to improvement which rivalry imparts to
large communities, and on the other, of the facilities for carrying
out the aspirations after better things which it may have. These
disadvantages are a serious obstacle to any people, but to a race
not naturally progressive, they are doubly so. Russia is not one
of those countries where government ought to hold aloof from the
affairs of the people. It may greatly err in doing too much; but
something it must do if Russia is to follow even at a great distance
in the march of development. The people will not put the government
in motion, but the government must lead the people in every step.
In Eastern Siberia there is vast scope for the energy of a man of
administrative ability and singleness of purpose. Untold wealth lies
under its soil. With its iron and coal and lead, and the natural
fertility of a large portion of its soil, it might by well-directed
enterprise, become to a great extent independent of the world;
while the fine rivers that traverse the country offer means of
water-communication perhaps unequalled, certainly unsurpassed, in
any other country. Very much has been done of late years to utilise
these natural privileges; but much more remains to be done. And it
depends greatly on the governor-general, whose vice-regal power is
almost as absolute as the sway of the Tsar himself, whether the
commercial and productive resources of those regions will continue
to develop under the same enlightened impulse as heretofore.

Another element of the importance of Irkutsk is to be found in the
circumstance that it is the commercial centre of Eastern Siberia.
The houses of business of the out-stations, such as Kiachta, have
mostly their head-quarters in Irkutsk. It is the principal depot
on the highway between Western Russia, and China and the Amoor
provinces; and a great deal of wealth has been accumulated there by
persons engaged in trade.

The manufactures of this place, and indeed of Siberia generally,
are insignificant and hardly worth alluding to. Manufactures of all
kinds in Irkutsk employ a few hundred workmen, the principal works
being in leather and soap. In a country so rich in minerals this
need not be so. It only needs an enterprising population to turn
the resources of the country to account, and cheapen many of those
articles of daily consumption which the land carriage from Europe
makes so exorbitantly dear in Siberia.

This, and the other great towns in Siberia, are well provided with
educational institutions, and every good family employs private
tutors and governesses. Education is prized by the higher classes,
but utterly neglected by the lower, which include, generally
speaking, the merchants. The society of Siberia is, on the whole,
as good as in Russia proper. The higher class are generally of the
Russian nobility, who, either to retrieve their broken fortunes, or
with a view to more rapid advancement in rank, go out to Siberia to
fill high official stations. Three, and in some cases two, years
of public service in Siberia count for five years in Russia. There
are other inducements to men of rank and intelligence to seek their
fortunes in Siberia, among which may be named the greater scope for
ambition which a half-settled country affords, and the freedom from
the curse of cliques and intrigue which exist in Petersburg, and
which only a few can hope to turn to their own advantage. A man's
individuality counts for more in a country where he meets few of his
peers, and that consideration may possibly weigh with some of them.

Many of the proprietors of gold-diggings are scions of the highest
class of Russian aristocracy. These, and most of the officials,
have generally their families with them in Siberia; and although
they never lose their hold of Russia, practically Siberia is their
home. They spare no expense in the education of their children, and
hence the amount of both native and foreign talent that is employed
in teaching. Foreign artists and men of science are frequently to
be met with in Siberia, and are much sought after and hospitably
entertained in the highest circles. The educated Russians, being
conscious of their native deficiencies, have a high appreciation of
talent, whencesoever it comes. Of late years Siberian society has
received large accessions of educated people in the Polish political
exiles, who are mostly students and professors in the universities,
members of the Roman Catholic priesthood, and artists.

But what has done more, perhaps, than anything else to give a high
tone to the upper classes in Siberia, and to stamp their manners
with elegance, is the thirty years' residence of the political
exiles of 1825, so-called Decembrists. On the day of the accession
of the late Emperor Nicholas, a widespread conspiracy against him
was discovered before it was quite ripe for action. Growing out of
the general discontent which had hatched the abortive plot against
the life of Alexander I., it assumed a definite shape and formidable
magnitude during the three weeks' interregnum which occurred between
the death of Alexander and the accession of Nicholas, during which
time Nicholas had been coquetting with the crown, before formally
intimating his acceptance of it. The army was involved, and many
of the officers of the Imperial Guard were deeply committed. The
premature discovery of the conspiracy disconcerted the most active
leaders of the malcontents, and when the crisis came, the rebellious
troops were reduced by whole regiments who backed out at the last
moment, and the few thousands who were left found themselves
deserted by many of their officers. The forlorn hope assembled in
St. Isaac's Square on the 26th of December, and the very first
act of Nicholas's reign was to blow the insurgents to atoms with
artillery, and cut up the flying remnant with cavalry.

A fearful day of reckoning followed this ill-fated attempt.
A searching inquiry was at once instituted, conducted by
commissioners. It lasted nearly half a year. Instigated by fear,
and the thirst for vengeance, the government interpreted the most
trivial circumstances into treason. The leaders of the insurrection
were mostly young men of good families, but they were indirectly
encouraged by noblemen of great wealth and power. All this was
ferreted out in the protracted investigation. The end of it was the
capital punishment of a few of the most active instigators of the
plot, and the exile of the rest to Siberia.

Among these exiles were many members of the highest aristocracy.
Their wives in most instances followed them into Siberia, which
they were permitted by government to do, on certain conditions.
One condition was, that the wives of exiles should come under an
obligation never to return from the land of their banishment.
Another was, that all their correspondence should pass through
the hands of the governor-general in Siberia, and the ministry
of secret police in St. Petersburg. This latter condition their
ingenuity enabled them easily to evade. These ladies, among whom
were princesses, countesses, and others of rank, fortune, and
refinement, soon began to be influential in Siberia. Their husbands,
who had been condemned to labour in the mines for various terms,
some to ten, others to twenty-five years, and some others for life,
were never detained much more than one year at any of their penal
settlements. None were ever compelled to labour at all, except a
few who were refractory, or who had committed misdemeanours while
in Siberia. As time wore on, and the fury of the government abated,
the interest of the friends and relations of the exiles induced the
governor-general of Eastern Siberia to look favourably on them.
They were then permitted to reside in, and to register themselves
as residents of, various villages in the different provinces of
Siberia. It was not long before they were allowed to reside in the
larger towns, and once there, they soon built for themselves elegant
houses in such places as Irkutsk, Krasnoyarsk, and Yeniseisk, where
they lived openly and in comparative comfort, and took up their
natural position as the _elite_ of society. But though fortune
seemed to smile on them, the exiles were politically dead, that
being the inexorable sentence of the law which drove them from
their native country. Children were born to them in Siberia, but
although they took up the position in society which their birth
and education entitled them to, they were, nevertheless, in the
eye of the law, illegitimate, and incapable of enjoying any social
or political rights. The sins of the fathers were visited on the
children to interminable generations. Not only could the children of
exiles not inherit their father's hereditary titles, but they were
debarred even from bearing their own family name! And they inherited
their parents' exile in never being permitted to return to Russia.
This has, no doubt, been in some instances evaded, by daughters
marrying Russian noblemen, and returning to Russia under cover of
their husband's names, but such procedure was nevertheless strictly
against the law.

Thus did the Decembrists expiate their political offences in their
own persons, and in their descendants', for full thirty years, until
the accession of the present emperor. As the iron rule of Nicholas
was inaugurated by an act of crushing severity, so the milder sway
of Alexander II. was marked at its outset by an act of mercy to the
exiles of his father. A free pardon, with permission to return to
Russia, was granted to all the survivors. Their children, born in
Siberia, had their father's hereditary honours and full political
rights restored to them. It is by such measures as this that
Alexander II. has made his name respected and beloved by his people.

The influence of political exiles of various periods has made an
ineradicable impression on the urban communities of Siberia, but the
Decembrists, from their education and polish, have certainly done
most to form the nucleus of good society there.

The mercantile class in Siberia, and indeed all over Russia, stands
decidedly low in the social scale. A merchant, though enormously
rich, and doing a very large business, is essentially a huckster.
In manners they are little removed from the common peasant, from
which class they have generally sprung. They are for the most part
illiterate themselves, and, until very lately, have been incapable
of appreciating the advantages of education for their children.
They are widely separated from the upper classes, who regard them
with unmixed contempt. The line of distinction between the nobility
and the substrata of society is more broadly drawn in Russia than
in any other country, excepting in the empire of Japan, where,
however, the mercantile, and classes in our estimation below them,
are well educated. This distinction of ranks is undoubtedly a
relic of barbarism, but whether the mean tastes of what ought to
be the middle classes in Russia be the cause, or the effect, of
their relatively low status in society, they both mutually act and
re-act on each other as cause and effect, and so the evil constantly
perpetuates itself.

While resting in Irkutsk, we employed ourselves casting about for
means of attaining the maximum of comfort, that is to say, the
minimum of hardship, for the remaining part of the journey. We had
learned the mode of travelling, and thought we knew exactly where
reform could be applied with most effect. The greatest annoyance
the traveller experiences in Russia and Siberia, is the necessity
of paying horse hire at each station. It is bad enough during the
day, but to turn out of a warm nest two or three times in a night,
to banter postmasters and yemschiks, settle your fare to the next
station, and see that your wheels are oiled, is simply intolerable,
especially when the thermometer is anything you like below zero. The
postmasters, with the most laudable desires possible, cannot cheat
you. In every station is exhibited a placard, framed and glazed,
signed and sealed by high functionaries, stating the distance
in versts to each of the two nearest stations, and the fare in
roubles and in kopeks, which, in Eastern Siberia, and also as far
west as Tumen, is one kopek and a-half per verst per horse, that
is, a little over three farthings per mile. Besides this, you are
expected to pay twelve kopeks, or fourpence, for oiling wheels,
which is necessary, on an average, at every third station. Then, if
you use a post-carriage, or _kibitka_, another fourpence is due for
that at every station. The drink-money, or _navodku_, due to the
yemschik, must on no account be forgotten, for the speed with which
you will be driven on the next stage will bear some proportion to
the amount of drink-money which you are reported to have given for
the preceding. Money does not always procure speed, but speed will
always draw money. In the anxiety to award the due meed of merit a
nice estimate must be made of the value of the service rendered,
and the reward fixed at ten, fifteen, or twenty kopeks, or nothing
at all, as the case may require. The condition of the roads and
horses, over which the yemschik has no control, must be carefully
weighed in this important calculation. But while nobody can attempt
to cheat you with any decent prospect of success, it is always
open to the station-keeper to say he has no change to give you. To
meet this dodge you must carry a bag of coppers, which, unless it
weighs nearly a hundred weight, will not last you from one town to
another where alone the coin is procurable. Then, again, it was not
to be denied that our knowledge of Russian was too limited for our
purpose, in the event of our getting into any real difficulty, from
the thousand and one accidents to which travellers in such a country
are liable.

We contrived to magnify all these imaginary difficulties in our own
eyes, when a young Russian, bearing the German name of his father,
Schwartz, waited on us to offer his services on the road as far
as St. Petersburg. He had literally devoured his patrimony with
riotous living, and had been in all employments, from clerk in a
government office in Irkutsk, to actor in the provincial theatre,
and was now bent on returning to his family, like the prodigal, as
he was, without a shirt to his back. His antecedents were nothing
to us: seeing he was a Russian, spoke German perfectly, French
intelligibly, as also a few words of English which he had picked up
from grooms in St. Petersburg. We settled with him at once, giving
him fifteen roubles down, to furnish him with clothes to cover
his limbs from the cold--for the rest he was to work his passage
to Petersburg. An agreement was duly drawn up and signed, and, to
conform to Russian formalities, it was certified by the police,
on which a special passport for him was issued. When all was in
order, a creditor of Schwartz's appeared, and lodged a claim against
him for the sum of ten roubles, which we had of course to pay, or
forego the valuable services of the scamp. The ten roubles was not
very alarming, but the number of similar demands that might follow,
inspired us with sore misgivings on Schwartz's account. The more
we actually paid for him, the stronger arguments we should have
to go on paying. To save the equivalent of the fifteen roubles we
had already given him, it was well worth while to pay other ten.
But when we had spent twenty-five roubles on him, we should only
have a stronger reason to pay twenty more, which, at that stage of
the proceedings, would be evidently throwing good money after bad.
After grave deliberation we determined, illogically as I confess, to
pay the ten roubles demanded, and stop there. By good luck we were
not called upon for more roubles. But our experience with Schwartz
proved so unsatisfactory, that it would have been an economy to pay
a hundred roubles to get rid of him. He was a trouble and a dead
loss to us from first to last. His only real use was, as a standing
butt for invective. His follies were, at the same time, aggravating
and amusing. When he left at a post-station some of the things of
which we had given him charge, it was a solace to us to know that
he had also lost an extra pair of his own boots. And when we missed
a preserved ox tongue, which had been put into water to soak at a
previous station, it relieved our resentful feelings mightily to
make Schwartz go without his dinner.

Snow fell in Irkutsk on the 17th October, and for two days, sledges
were at work in the streets. The sun was powerful enough on the 18th
to melt it a little during the middle of the day. But still there
was the snow, a fortnight before its regular time, and we were just
too late to be able to get over the rivers while they were still
open for boats. It was an early winter in Eastern Siberia: that
world-renowned individual, the "oldest inhabitant," only recollected
one season in which snow-roads were practicable in Irkutsk as early
as the 1st October, Russian date, or 13th, new style.

The 19th was a fine hard morning, with a sky slightly overcast; and
on that day we resumed our nomad life, after six days' rest.

The River Angara flows through Irkutsk, but there is only a small
portion of the town on the left bank. The Irkut, rising in the
mountainous region near Kosogol, on the frontier, south-west of
Irkutsk, falls into the Angara opposite the town. The post-road
crosses the Angara below the confluence. The crossing is effected by
means of a most efficient floating bridge, which consists of a boat
held by a strong warp to an anchor dropped about 500 yards up the
stream in mid-channel. The slack of the warp is buoyed up by three
boats at equal intervals. In crossing, the boat's head is pointed
obliquely across the stream by means of a large oar over the stem.
The strength of the current does the rest. The boat swings on her
anchor until she is laid alongside the landing on the opposite
bank. The boat is double-bottomed, with a spacious platform on deck,
and a moveable rail on each side. There is room on deck for three or
four carriages to stand, and the passage is effected without taking
the horses out. The Angara flows as clear as crystal out of the
Baikal, and maintains its purity after receiving the Irkut. It is
deep at Irkutsk, and the current is nearly six miles an hour.

The town again appears to good advantage from the left bank of the
Angara. The river banks are in themselves rather picturesque, and
when the water, the pretty white spires of the town, and thick woods
around, are combined in one view, the effect is beautiful, and the
traveller retains a pleasing impression of Irkutsk.




CHAPTER XVI.

IRKUTSK TO KRASNOYARSK.


For the first two stages from Irkutsk we caught occasional glimpses
of high mountain ranges at a great distance to the south-west. But
the dense forest soon shut in our view. The roads were tolerably
good, and we rumbled along expeditiously and comfortably. The
country maintains the same characteristics as already noted--thick
woods for the most part, with clear patches here and there,
and villages at intervals of a few miles; while its surface is
pleasantly varied with hill and dale, and if only there were less
forest to enable one to see round him, it would be a very cheerful
drive. Innumerable small rivers have to be crossed in ferry-boats,
which help to break the monotony of the journey. Reading is next to
impossible on Russian roads, and the art of sleeping--when there
is nothing better to do--is a most valuable accomplishment to the
traveller. We had attained considerable proficiency in this, and I
have been ferried across a river amid the hubbub of taking out and
putting in horses, and rolling the carriage into and out of the
ferry-boat, without suffering any interruption of a profound slumber.

Being eager to make up lost time, we drove our yemschiks hard
with drink-money, and they certainly responded heartily to the
stimulant. The roads are very steep, and nothing has been done in
the way of cuttings or embankments. The ravines have generally
small streamlets running along the bottom, which is ragged and
broken. These are bridged over in a rough-and-ready manner. But the
ascents and descents are fearfully steep. When a heavy carriage
starts down a hill with three rats of ponies in front of it, one
only bearing the weight of the vehicle, no earthly power can stop
it. The drag on the wheel is of little use. The only safety is in
the plan the Russian drivers adopt of going full tilt from top to
bottom, to the delight of Siberian ponies--dashing over the wooden
bridge like madmen, and halfway up the opposite hill before they
draw rein. There is a fascinating excitement about this mode of
charging a ravine which kills all sense of danger, except, perhaps,
when the road is slippery with snow, well polished with sledges.
Under these circumstances it is only the more necessary to urge the
beasts at top speed; but a qualm of nervousness will occasionally
rise, unbidden, until you have learned to confide implicitly in the
infallibility of the yemschiks and their high-mettled steeds.

The ponies are always in prime condition for work. Little or no
attention is paid to them in the stable or out of it, but they have
always as much corn as they can eat, and they are notoriously good
feeders. They are capable of a great amount of continuous hard work.
On an average every one of them travels two stages a day, both ways,
for they always return to their own station. That is equal to about
forty miles with a loaded carriage, and the same distance back, with
an empty one, on the same day. When the roads are tolerable they
go at a good speed. We have travelled eighteen miles at a stretch
within an hour and a half. The roads seldom admit of this rate of
travelling, however, being generally, saving the bridges and the
original cutting through the woods, left pretty much to nature.

Along the whole length of the post-road the distances from station
to station are marked at every verst by wooden poles, painted black
and white; and at each station a high post indicates the distances
from the chief towns. A feeling of depression always came over me on
spelling out the interesting word St. Petersburg, and finding it was
more than 6000 versts or 4000 miles off. It was a tedious business
to reduce such an imposing figure as that. After Irkutsk we had got
it under the 6000. When wearied out with rough travelling, the few
versts to the next halt were painful enough, and on such occasions
the 5000 odd were really appalling.

We never stopped by day or night, unless compelled by force of
circumstances. Our meals were consequently uncertain and irregular,
both as to time, quantity, and quality. At most of the stations
shtchee and beef could be had about mid-day, though unless it was
ready we did not wait for it, but pushed on, trusting to what
we might pick up in a chance way, and having our small stock of
preserved meat to fall back upon, should everything else fail.
Twice a day we drank tea. The Russians lose a great deal of time
in tea-drinking at the post-stations. Give them plenty of tea,
and they care little for food. Indeed they encourage the habit
partly to blunt the appetite. It suits their constitutions, but it
certainly did not answer with us, to be jolted and tumbled about
on bad roads with a stomach full of fluid. Besides the loss of
time was an object to us, but of little account apparently to the
Russians. A sufficiency of solid food can be disposed of in a very
few minutes, not so boiling tea, and I have constantly seen Russians
slowly sipping quarts of the decoction long after their horses were
ready for the road. In a very cold night the hot tea is no doubt
acceptable, but one tumbler of hot grog is worth a gallon of tea,
and occupies less time and less room.

After three days and nights' travelling we arrived at the
Birusanskaya station, distant from Irkutsk 638 versts, or 426 miles,
which was very fair going, all things considered. In that distance
we had only passed one town--Nijni-udinsk. Birusanskaya stands on
the right bank of the river Birusa, which, at this part of its
course, divides the government of Irkutsk from that of Yenisei.
This river, as well as those crossed to the eastward, rises in the
mountain ranges near the southern frontier of Siberia. They all flow
northward, and fall into the Angara, before its junction with the
Yenisei.

At Birusanskaya we were told that the river was impassable on
account of the ice, and that there were no horses, with a number
of similar stories, more or less true. It was night, and we were
not the only sufferers; so, as soon as we had fairly exhausted all
the persuasive means at our disposal, we quietly went to roost
like the rest. At 10 o'clock next morning we were furnished with
horses, and drove to the river. It was fast freezing over, and at
the regular crossing there was too much ice at the edges to admit of
the ferry-boat's "communicating." Another crossing had therefore to
be used, where there was no proper road on either side of the river,
and which consequently involved much loss of time. On leaving the
river, and before joining the post-road, a tract of prairie ground
had to be crossed, all holes and hillocks, and anything but an
eligible road for wheeled carriages.

The distance from home seemed to diminish suddenly as we came in
sight of the telegraph wires which had been carried as far as the
river Birusa. The posts were put up at some parts of the road
eastward. Coils of wire were lying at every station, and the workmen
were busy stretching and carrying it on. The posts are tall rough
spars, placed at intervals of one hundred yards, and only two wires
are used. The telegraph was completed to Irkutsk in December last.

A marked improvement in the roads was observable in the government
of Yenisei. They had been macadamised, and although the stones had
been overlaid with a coating of mud during the early part of autumn,
it was not so deep as to become very rough with traffic. In some
parts a thin covering of snow lay on the ground, and sledges were in
use in such places.

In the middle of the night (a very cold one) of the 23rd October,
we arrived at the river Kan, which, from the town of Kansk, flows
nearly west, and joins the Yenisei north of Krasnoyarsk. The
ferrymen were all on the opposite shore with their boats, and of
course asleep, and we were anything but sanguine of rousing them. We
called lustily, but the echo of our shouts alone responded, as if in
mockery. "You may call spirits from the vasty deep," &c. But either
we must get over, or shiver on the banks of this river Styx till
day-light. Fortunately the yemschiks were as impatient as ourselves,
and possessing stentorian lungs, they plied them vigorously, until
at last a gruff response from the log-hut on the other side was
vouchsafed. Then some low mutterings were heard (for the air was
so still and frosty that you might have heard a pin fall), then a
little rumbling of oars and heavy footsteps on the loose deck-boards
of the ferry-boat, some splashing in the water, and in due time
the boat itself, with the grim ferrymen in beards and sheepskins,
was seen approaching us. The town of Kansk is a verst and a half
from the ferry. The sharp air had affected all and sundry at the
post-station of Kansk, for a deep sleep had fallen on them. With a
little perseverance we knocked them up, in anything but an amiable
frame of mind, and it was near 4 o'clock, a.m., before the sleepy
yemschiks had got the horses in.

We had picked up a fellow-traveller the day before, and arranged to
travel in company, if possible, as far as Tomsk. He was carrying
gold from Irkutsk to Barnaul, which is the great place for smelting
it. Our first introduction to him was at the Birusa river, which
he excited our jealousy by crossing in advance of us. To get a rise
out of him we promised extra drink-money to our yemschik if he would
pass him, which he did. The Russian was annoyed at being passed,
and at the next station he recorded his grievances in the book kept
for that purpose. We left him there drinking tea, and soon after we
missed some things which we had in the hurry left behind. Our new
friend came up with us at the next station, and brought with him the
missing articles. This began to make us feel kindly to him, and as
we encountered him at every station, we soon got intimate, and he
ended by proposing to keep company with us, dining and drinking tea
together. His name was Vasil Vasilovitch Something or other (I never
could catch his family name), but as his talk turned greatly on the
charms of Barnaul, we gave him the nickname of Old Barnaul. He tried
hard to speak French and English, but as he had only acquired about
ten words of the former, and five of the latter, we could only get
on with a conglomeration of Russian, French, and English, or through
the interpretation of Schwartz. "_Prendre the_--very good," was
about his highest effort in philology. Old Barnaul talked much of
San Francisco, whither he had been carried as a prisoner on board
H.M.S. Pique, during the Crimean War. He was captured at Sitka,
and after spending some time at San Francisco, studying American
character, and acquiring his modicum of the English language, he
found his way back in an American vessel to Sitka. Old Barnaul had
a cossack in full accoutrements, _i. e._, armed with a long sword,
a most kind, good-natured Russian soldier, who was infinitely more
useful to us than the empty-headed Schwartz.

Travelling in company has its arguments _pro_ and _con_. First,
_pro_--you have the chance of exciting in the respective yemschiks
the noble ambition of landing you first at the next station, by
holding out the promise to each of extra drink-money if he wins.
This is also exhilarating to yourself, as in every stage of the
journey you have the excitement of a race to beguile the tedium
of the way. Then, by preconcerted arrangement, you determine at
what station you will dine or drink tea, so that whichever of you
arrives first can make the necessary preparations. Second, _con_.
You throw a heavier burden on the yemschiks at the stations, and
thereby protract the usual time required to change horses. And you
run the risk of stopping the whole party by the greater number of
horses you call for all at once, for there may often be horses for
one traveller, where there are not enough for two. On the whole, it
<DW44>s progress, just as in the case of vessels keeping company
on the water, the speed obtained is somewhat less than that of the
slowest of the convoy.

To the west of Kansk, the country is nearly cleared of wood, and is
for the most part rather flat. Cultivation becomes more general, and
the clear view occasionally obtained over the bare country, revealed
many large villages dotted here and there.

The wind rose early in the day, and sent a cold chill through us as
we drove up in its teeth. While halting at a station, a smart shower
of snow fell, and caught our tarantass, half-open in front, and face
to wind. It was fast filling with snow, and we rebuked Schwartz for
his negligence. He at once transferred the responsibility from his
own shoulders, by going out into the yard and kicking the first
yemschik he met, which seems to be the most civil kind of salutation
a Russian moujik expects. When the shower stopped, it was not
difficult to shake out the snow from our blankets, and what was
left was no great inconvenience to us, for the air was too cold to
allow it to melt. The road was kept clean by the wind, which drove
the snow before it like fine sand drift. But the wind was a sad
inconvenience to us, and this was perhaps the only day on which our
heavy furs and blankets were inadequate to retain warmth. The roads
were excellent, however, and we went merrily along. We found the
inconvenience of travelling with Old Barnaul, on coming to a station
where horses were obtainable for us, being privileged, but none for
him. The "cold without," and a good dinner within, induced us to
wait a few hours until he could get horses. Besides, the Yenisei
river was before us, and we were assured that the passage could not
be effected in such a wind.

Very late at night we reached Basailsk, a station ten versts short
of the Yenisei. There we remained all night, and next morning drove
on to the river. Here was one instance, out of many, of the absurd
situations that have been chosen for many of the post-stations in
Siberia, with reference to the rivers. The station is nearly always
placed at some distance from the river, sometimes only one or two
versts. Horses have to be harnessed and driven to the river, there
unharnessed again, transported across the water, and put to again on
the other side. This extra work and loss of time would be saved by
placing the station on the bank of the river, and so by having one
on each side, the horses need never be ferried over at all.

The Yenisei is a noble river, the largest in Siberia. Its banks are
bold, but very bare, while the lack of timber, and general baldness
of the country, give the scene a bleak and inhospitable aspect. The
sprinkling of snow that hung about the crevices served to intensify
the gloom.

It was questionable whether we could cross the Yenisei in the face
of the wind, which blew in strong gusts from the north-west, but
we managed to get our establishments into a boat, rather small for
the load she had, but quite large enough for the power available to
propel her. She was headed straight across the stream, pulled by
four men in the bow, and steered by the usual rudely made oar over
the stern. They made very little way with her, and when we had
reached the right bank of the river, we had dropped about a mile
down stream. A horse was ready on the other side to tow the boat up
to the proper landing-place. A rope was passed ashore, but before
it was properly secured to the horse, the end slipped, a gust of
wind caught the boat, and she was blown from the shore. This was
too good an opportunity for jabbering and gesticulation to be lost
on our lusty crew, and accordingly to this luxury they abandoned
themselves, while the unfortunate boat, bearing us, the unfortunate
passengers, was being blown out to the middle of the stream by the
wind, and at the same time gliding swiftly down the river. When the
crew had recovered themselves a little, they hesitated about which
shore they ought to make for; and at last concluded it would be best
to go back again to the left bank, which we reached at a point three
miles below our original starting-place. The men landed, and went
to the town to fetch horses to tow the boat up again. We walked to
the town also to seek some shelter from the biting wind, and wait
the arrival of the boat. She got up at noon, and we made a fresh
start to cross, which was successfully accomplished the second time.
A used-up team of horses awaited us, and we travelled slowly to
Krasnoyarsk.

Amid a great deal of grass and waste land, the country round
Krasnoyarsk is well cultivated, but very bare. The town is situated
on a raised plateau in a large valley. Like other Siberian towns
its streets are wide, straight, and clean, with dull-looking wooden
houses, and handsome churches. There is something incongruous in
this combination. The churches are undoubtedly highly ornamental to
the town--it would be poor indeed without them--but the contrast
between their snow-white walls and spires, and the earth-colour of
the houses, is too great. They seem to have no connection with each
other.

Krasnoyarsk, though the government town of Yeniseisk, is
comparatively a small place, its population being something under
10,000. As an exception to the general rule, its name is not derived
from a river, but means "red cliff."

The station-master at Krasnoyarsk combines with his official duties
the business of hotel-keeper, an arrangement admirably convenient
for travellers. The station hotel is a very good one from a Siberian
point of view, and we were induced to shake down in it for the night
from a variety of reasons, chiefly because we were very tired, and
it was snowing heavily.

Other travellers from the west were there at the same time, and
we were entertained by their accounts of the state of the roads
from Nijni-novgorod. It was amusing to hear the different reports
of travellers, and compare them. Most of them were absolutely
contradictory, and we were constrained to come to the conclusion
that Russian travellers fill up the blanks in conversation with
whatever comes uppermost, without taxing their memory to the extent
necessary to give an accurate statement of their experience.

The amount of attention which the efficient management of the
hotel exacted from the landlord left him no time for the duties
of his less remunerative position of postmaster. All the postal
arrangements were in dire confusion in the morning, when we wished
to start on our journey, yemschiks drunk, and no one at his post. We
lost the whole morning waiting for horses, which was so vexatious
that we resolved to record our complaint in "the book." At every
post-station a black book is kept in a corner of a room on a small
table, to which it is attached by a cord, and sealed. It is open
for public inspection, and every traveller has the privilege of
writing in it any grievance he may have suffered from inattention,
incivility, or unwarrantable delay on the part of yemschiks or
postmasters. The director-general of posts makes a periodical
tour, and examines the black book of every station. The complaints
of government couriers are, perhaps, the only ones that excite
much attention. Everything else in the posting system is made
subordinate to the rapid despatch of government intelligence. Horses
can never be refused to a courier on any pretence whatever, for the
station-keepers are obliged, at all times, to keep a certain number
in reserve for such emergencies. When news of importance has to be
transmitted, it can be done with very great rapidity by means of an
_estafette_, which will carry news from Kiachta to St. Petersburg, a
distance of over four thousand miles, in less than twenty days.

The rapidity with which the Russian government has, on certain
occasions, obtained important news from China, proves the efficiency
of the courier service. The signing of the treaties at Tientsin in
1858, and the Taku disaster in 1859, were known at St. Petersburg
some two weeks before the official despatches reached this country.
And now that the telegraph has been extended to Irkutsk, the
Russians receive news from the Chinese commercial ports, on the
direct steamer route, a good many days earlier than we can, even
by telegraph from Suez. The capture of Nanking, for example, was
reported in England _via_ St. Petersburg on the 11th September,
while our Suez telegram did not reach till the 23rd.




CHAPTER XVII.

KRASNOYARSK TO TOMSK.


It had snowed all night in Krasnoyarsk, and sledges were actively
employed in the streets next day. The conveyance given to us for our
extra baggage was a sledge.

Old Barnaul could not get horses, so we left him behind. He managed
to hire private horses for one stage, and came up to us at the next
station.

The roads were good, but yemschiks sulky, and we were driven along
at a snail's pace. When drink money was asked for, we upbraided the
yemschik for his contumacy. He appealed to the "regulations," which
only authorise a speed of eight versts per hour. We had nothing to
object to this. But as the yemschik defended himself by the strict
letter of the law, we could avail ourselves of it also, and there
was nothing about drink money in the "regulations."

The wind had fortunately subsided, but the cold was intense. The
country west of Krasnoyarsk continued very bare. The crisp snow
made travelling easy, and later in the day we managed to mend our
pace, making good way during the night, and arriving early on the
following morning at the town of Achinsk, 166 versts, or 110 miles,
from Krasnoyarsk. There are two pretty churches in Achinsk, and
the houses are rather handsome for a small town of two or three
thousand inhabitants. It is situated near the river Chulim, which
trends westward and joins the Ob. Achinsk is the last town of the
government of Yenisei, and also stands on the boundary line between
eastern and western Siberia.

The country is more woody near Achinsk, and game of various kinds is
abundant. We here for the first time tasted the _ryabchik_, a bird
something between a pheasant and a partridge in size and in flavour.

While at Achinsk we were bluntly told we could not cross the Chulim,
owing to the quantity of floating ice. The river is one verst and
a-half from the town. The postmaster offered to drive us there, but
said we should have to come back, unless we chose to encamp on the
bank of the river. When we did get there, we succeeded, after a long
debate, in inducing the boatmen to ferry us over. But for a full
hour they stoutly refused to take the tarantass. The large boats had
been laid aside, and smaller and more handy craft, better fitted for
threading their way through thick blocks of ice, were being used.
With patience, however, we gained our point, and got tarantass and
all across the river, though not without considerable difficulty and
danger.

We now entered the government of Tomsk, a fact of which the state
of the roads would have been sufficient evidence. All through the
government of Yenisei, a distance by our route of 350 miles, the
roads are well kept up, with side drains and cross drains to keep
them dry; but in Tomsk government the roads were far worse than
nature made them, for traffic had ruined them and made them all but
impassable. During the wet weather of early autumn they had been a
mass of soft mud, which was cut up by wheels and horses' feet to a
fearful extent. The frost caught them in that condition, and the
result can be more easily imagined than described. The main road
had been in fact abandoned, until enough snow should fall to fill
up the inequalities; and in the meantime by-roads had to be struck
out through the forest, that being the only practicable means of
travelling at all. It is considered that between the autumn and the
snow there are "no roads," and no Russian travels at that season
unless under the most urgent circumstances. In the post regulations
it is laid down that travellers can demand to be driven at the
rate of ten versts per hour in summer, eight in autumn, and twelve
in winter, from December to March. These rates are, in practice,
greatly increased in summer and winter, but, in the month of
October, it is hard work to average even the government speed. The
state of the road beyond Achinsk had necessitated the subdivision of
the stages, by erecting temporary intermediate stations. The whole
of the arrangements were in confusion; so much so that after an
early breakfast in Achinsk, we found no opportunity of dining till
near midnight.

The cold continued very severe. Our freezing breath kept our faces
in a mass of ice, large icicles formed on the horses' muzzles, and
they were white all over with hoar frost, formed by the perspiration
freezing on their hair. Our bread, and everything we had, was frozen
through.

As we toiled on, painfully and slowly, on the 28th of October we
met travellers who assured us of the impossibility of crossing the
Kiya river at Mariinsk. We had learned, however, rather to take
courage from this kind of Job's comfort with which we were so often
entertained on the road; and we did not hesitate to advance to the
river, which we reached at seven in the evening. An hour sufficed to
persuade the ferrymen to tempt the crossing, and another hour saw
us over the water and in the town of Mariinsk. We were fain to rest
our aching bones a little, and finding a very civil but garrulous
postmaster, a Pole, we dined comfortably at the station, and started
again at midnight.

On the preceding night we had come to grief, by the wheel of our
tarantass sinking into a pit that had been dug for a telegraph
post, and then filled with snow. With the assistance of a peasant
whom chance threw in our way, and a stout pole for a lever, the
vehicle was extricated; but we had not gone two stages from Mariinsk
before the same wheel fell suddenly to pieces without any immediate
provocation. We were a number of miles from any station when this
accident occurred, but the yemschik, being no doubt accustomed to
similar mischances in driving four-wheeled carriages through tangled
woods, proceeded at once to put us in temporary travelling order. He
cut down a pretty stout tree, one end of which he laid on the axle
of the fore wheels, while the other end rested on the ground behind
the carriage. This formed a bridge for the axle of the hind wheel
(the broken one) to rest upon, and by that simple expedient we got
safely to the station, Berikulskoe. The accident delayed us a whole
day at the station. Old Barnaul parted company with us to proceed
to Tomsk, which was then only 120 miles distant. On entering the
village, a blacksmith, spying our condition, and smelling a job,
followed us to the station. We settled with him to repair our wheel,
which was equivalent to making a new one all but the tire, for the
sum of six roubles, and it was finished in the afternoon.

At this point we discovered that our special pass had been left
five stations behind us. It was a serious matter to lose a document
so essential to inspire postmasters with respect, and we wrote to
the station where we supposed it had been left, requesting it might
be forwarded to us. During the day, however, the post from Irkutsk
passed, and brought us the paper, for which delicate attention we
felt duly grateful.

From Berikulskoe we resumed the circuitous tracks through the
forest. During the night our yemschik contrived to drive us up
against a tree, to the irretrievable injury of the hood of our
tarantass. Misfortunes seemed to come thick upon us and our
ill-fated tarantass. Indeed, considering the terrible ordeal it
had passed through, it was surprising that it had held together so
long. Apprehension is lively in the dark hours, and visions of a
final break down haunted us all that night, as we threaded our way
in the deep shade of the forest, pitching and rolling like a ship in
a storm. Our minds were sensibly relieved on reaching the town of
Ishimskaya, at daybreak on the 30th of October.

Here we found Old Barnaul and his Cossack sleeping soundly on the
boards. He had arrived the evening before, but had allowed himself
to be cajoled into resting all night, and now it was too late to
cross the river. The post that had passed us the day before had
crossed the river in a boat at midnight, but since then the ice had
set in so strong that the passage was impossible. It was therefore
necessary to wait at the station till the ice on the river was
strong enough to bear horses and carriages.

The station-master was a Pole, a very good sort of fellow, who would
talk on any subject but Poland. He was something of a sportsman,
possessed two old guns and some under-bred pointers. His wealth
consisted in three curious old-fashioned watches, which he offered
for sale. One was by Dent, and he informed us he had bought it of a
traveller for 125 roubles.

As the force of circumstances compelled us to spend the day at
Ishimskaya, we endeavoured to make the most of it, and tried to
induce the postmaster to accompany us on a shooting excursion. This
he declined, but proffered us all the topographical information
necessary to enable us to find the game for ourselves. So armed,
we plunged into the woods, and beat about for hours among the snow
without the satisfaction of seeing a feather, or finding traces on
the snow of anything but vermin. We returned about sunset, tired and
cold, spite of all our walking, and an irreverent magpie, on the
outskirts of the town, paid the penalty of our disappointment.

The delay at this outlandish place was the more vexatious that it
was within less than a day's march from Tomsk, where we purposed
resting a day or two to refit. On the second morning we again
stirred up the postmaster, but he absolutely refused to attempt the
crossing with our tarantass. One traveller had come to grief that
same morning trying to get a carriage over the ice. We resolved,
however, to go without the tarantass, packing up a few necessaries
in a small sledge, which we had drawn over the river by one horse,
two more being sent from the station and put to on the other side.
Old Barnaul accompanied us. The tarantass we left behind in charge
of Schwartz, with orders to follow on as soon as the ice was
strong enough to bear the carriage. Let it not be supposed that
the same place that was open for boats on the 29th of October was
frozen strong enough to bear horses and sledges thirty-six hours
afterwards. When the river is freezing the ferry is removed to some
distance, where a passage is kept open as long as possible by the
constant traffic of boats. During that time the usual crossing at
the post-road is left to freeze quietly, so that by the time the
temporary ferry is no longer practicable, the ice at the regular
ferry may be thick enough to bear the traffic.

Old Barnaul managed to slip on the ice and fall into a hole that had
been broken by the horses' feet. A more miserable-looking object,
on his emersion from the cold bath, I never saw. In the sledge his
clothes became sheets of hard ice, but we were, fortunately for him,
delayed for want of horses at the second station from Ishimskaya, so
that the old man had time to melt down his congealed habiliments.

A good deal of snow fell during the day, but still the roughness
of the road was but slightly mitigated thereby. The sledge was
comparatively easy, however, the runners lying on two or more
hillocks at once, instead of jolting up and down each separate lump,
like the wheel of a carriage.

During the night we were again stopped, with a number of other
travellers, for want of horses, and it was 3 o'clock on the morning
of the 1st November ere we entered on the last stage before Tomsk.
Our sledges were quite open, and we could but abandon ourselves
to the enjoyment of a night scene more gorgeous than fancy ever
pictured. The snow had ceased falling, and the sky was clear and
cloudless. Not a breath of wind stirred. It was a little past full
moon, and the pure white surface of the ground sparkled in the
bright moonlight as if it had been strewn with diamonds. Some of the
finest constellations were high above the horizon. Orion, Taurus,
and Gemini were conspicuous; and Sirius was never seen in greater
splendour. Towards daybreak, Venus appeared in all her glory, and
completed the most brilliant group of celestial phenomena the human
eye ever rested on. There is a peculiar transparency in the Siberian
sky, both by night and by day, but it needs a still frosty night to
show it off to its best advantage.

Long before daylight we passed numerous trains of peasants, with
their sledges, driving towards Tomsk with their daily supplies of
provisions for the market.

Before sunrise we entered the town of Tomsk, and were not sorry when
Old Barnaul conducted us to a lodging-house, where we could thaw
ourselves and take rest. We were made excessively comfortable there
by the old lady and her daughters. The _cuisine_ was excellent,
attendance good, and charges very moderate. Our room was adorned
with a number of pictures. Christ and the apostles, with some others
of saints, were most conspicuous. A view of Kazan, the column of
Alexander at St. Petersburg,  German lithographs of the
bombardment of Sevastopol and the battle of Inkermann, and, finally,
a certificate, signed and sealed, purporting that the old lady had
made a donation to "the Church" in 1846. Great value appeared to be
set on this document, but whether the lady regarded her good deed as
laying up treasures in heaven, or thought the evidence of it, given
under the hands of holy men, to be proof against ill luck, is not
easy to say. It is difficult to separate the religion of Russians
from the gross superstition with which it is mixed up. The upper
classes, as a whole, keep aloof from religious observances, while
the peasant class are constantly crossing themselves to churches
and saints, and never will enter a room without uncovering the head
and doing reverence to the picture of the saint that always faces
them as they enter the door. Many excellent men are to be found in
the Russian priesthood, but as a class they certainly do not stand
high. The Russian government has always used the clergy to work on
the illiterate masses by means of their superstitious fanaticism.
The cross was borne in front of the troops in St. Isaac's Square
when Nicholas put down the insurrection of 1825. And the Empress
Catherine II., whose life was the reverse of all piety, invoked the
protection of the saints in order to excite the enthusiasm of the
people. The Russian peasants are pharisaical in their observance of
saints' days and fast days, but their sense of religion stops there.
A characteristic anecdote, illustrative of the religious sentiments
of the Russian moujik, was told us at Tomsk. A moujik killed a
traveller on the road, and robbed him. In his pocket was found a
cake made with fat, which the moujik, being hungry, was preparing
to eat, when he suddenly recollected that it was a fast day, on
which it was unlawful to eat animal food. His religious creed, which
placed no obstacle in the way of murder and robbery, was inexorable
in the matter of eating meat on a fast day.

Tomsk is not equal to Irkutsk in size or population, and lacks the
mathematical symmetry which distinguishes the latter town. The
buildings in Tomsk are also less elegant, but they have an air
of more homely comfort than those of Irkutsk. Its architectural
defects are, however, amply compensated by the superior advantages
of its site, as it is built upon several hills, sloping on one
side to the river Tom, and on the other side forming deep ravines,
which gives the town a picturesque and even romantic appearance.
A good many houses are built of brick, which the Russians call
_stone_. On the outskirts there are great assemblages of small,
miserable-looking, wooden huts, which help to disfigure the town.
The principal houses are insured against fire, and the emblem of
the "Salamander" Fire Office, nailed on the outer wall or over
the door, meets the eye everywhere. Fires are by no means common,
which is surprising considering the combustible material of which
the cities are constructed, and the necessity of keeping up large
fires during at least six months of the year. Nor do the inhabitants
display any extraordinary caution in their habits, for though
smoking in the streets (where it could not possibly do any harm) is
strictly prohibited in Russia and Siberia, smoking within doors is
universally practised by all classes.

Tomsk has been considered the coldest town in Siberia on the same
parallel of latitude. The temperature in winter is as low as -30 deg. to
-40 deg. Reaumur (-35 deg. to -58 deg. Fahrenheit), but it is becoming milder.
An English lady, who had resided there a dozen years, informed us
that during that period a marked improvement in the climate was
noticeable. The extension of agriculture has probably been the means
of producing this change. During our stay in Tomsk the thermometer
showed -8 deg. to -13 deg. Reaumur (14 deg. to 3 deg. Fahrenheit).

Excellent water is procured from the river. Water-carrying is quite
a trade, employing a number of people from morning till night. A
large hole in the ice is kept open, whence the water is carried up
the steep bank in buckets, and conveyed through the town in carts,
which are kept perfectly water-tight by the thick coating of ice
that accumulates from the water dropped in filling.

All classes in Siberia are careful to cover themselves well from
the cold. Wealthy people muffle up in expensive furs, and the
peasants attain the same end by means of sheep-skins or deer-skins,
which cost very little. No peasant is so poor as to be without
very substantial gauntlets, made of stout leather with some warm
substance inside, which protect both hands and wrists. They make
little of the cold, however, when their avocations necessitate the
endurance of it. In Tomsk, for example, it is not uncommon for the
women to do their washing on the ice. Cutting a hole with an axe,
they will stand or kneel over the water till their work is done,
without even the appearance of hurrying. How they escape frost-bite
it is hard to understand.

A few boys were seen skating on the river at Tomsk, but so few in
number, and so grave in their demeanour, that it was sad to see
them. Elsewhere we had observed skating in a small way, and in some
villages small sledges even were used as playthings for children,
but all so demurely as to be suggestive of the absence of real
enjoyment. It may be that the Siberians make little of the ice
because they have so much of it. But all roystering games in which
the exuberant spirits of youth in other countries delight, are
conspicuous by their absence in Siberia, and the _genus_, _little
boy_, may almost be classed among the extinct mammals. So much the
worse is it for the country. The youth who grow up without a taste
for manly exercises are very likely, in maturer years, to betake
themselves to in-door recreations of the most unprofitable kind.

Many of the largest mining proprietors have their town residences
in Tomsk, and about four thousand workmen are in the habit of
wintering in the towns, and spending their earnings there. I
will here note a few particulars relative to mining in Siberia,
supplied by a gentleman of extensive personal experience in that
department. Siberia is rich in nearly all mineral treasures; but
little attention has been paid to any but gold and silver, and even
few of the latter mines have been worked. The richest gold-diggings
that have ever been worked in Siberia are situated in the northern
part of the government of Yeniseisk, but they are now nearly worked
out. Very rich diggings, or mines, have also been worked in the
Altai-saian chain, or "White Mountains," in the south of the same
province, on the Chinese frontier. Within a recent period, gold
has likewise been worked in the northern part of the government of
Irkutsk, and in the Trans-baikal regions, which have only lately
been thrown open to private enterprise. Within the last two or
three years, gold discoveries in the Amoor districts have attracted
thither many exploring parties, but I have not ascertained what
success has attended their efforts.

Gold-diggings are to be met with in nearly all the uninhabited parts
of Siberia. But in western Siberia the gold-fields are almost worked
out, so that they are now of little value, and are carried on only
in a small way.

In the Kirghis steppe there is one very rich silver mine, called
the Zmeiewskoi, the property of a private family in Tomsk, the
descendants of the first discoverer of gold in Siberia. This
gentleman turned his discovery to good account. He was the first
who worked gold-diggings in Siberia, and obtained many immunities
from the government, who have always eagerly promoted the working of
that metal. In his lifetime, he amassed a colossal fortune, and at
his death, left mining property of enormous value. His successors,
however, contrived to dissipate their inheritance by various means;
but the silver mine in the Kirghis steppe has once more raised them
to affluence.

The government gold, silver, copper, and iron mines are worked
by criminals, condemned to hard labour, after having undergone
corporal punishment for capital offences. They receive no pay
for their labour, but only food and clothing enough to keep
body and soul together. The works are all under the control and
management of officers trained in the mine corps, called Mining
Engineers. These officers are strongly imbued with the national
weakness of peculation, and their position affords them ample
opportunities for promoting their own personal interests. Generally
far removed, in uninhabited regions, from the surveillance of
superiors, no efficient check can be put on their doings. As a
necessary consequence of this state of matters, all government
mining works are very far behind private ones in machinery, and
indeed in everything else essential to their efficiency, and are
therefore unproductive. So far from being a source of revenue to
the government, they are, for the most part, a constant expense.
These mines are all private property of the Crown, and within the
last five years the Emperor, despairing of being able to work them
to a profit, has proposed leasing them out to private individuals,
and would now gladly do so were persons of sufficient capital and
enterprise to come forward.

Private gold-diggings and mines, and, in a few instances, silver
mines also, generally situated in entirely uninhabited parts of
Siberia, are ceded by government to private individuals on certain
conditions. The applicant must be either a hereditary nobleman, or
he must have the right of doing business as a merchant of the second
class, and must pay the dues of the second guild. The portion of
ground ceded to him is seven versts (nearly five miles) in length,
and one hundred fathoms in breadth. The place always chosen is
along the margin of a stream flowing through the mountains. Hence
the elongated form of the allotment is adopted, in order to include
as much water privilege as possible. The claimant may, however, if
he chooses, take a greater breadth, but in that case the length
must be reduced so as to give the same area. The river, or stream,
is always included in the claim, as the richest gold is often
found in its bed. The land, once allotted, is the property of the
claimant only until it has been entirely worked out, or has been
thrown up and abandoned, when it reverts to the Crown. Or, if not
worked by the claimant at least one out of every three years, the
claim is forfeited to the government, who may let it out to another
applicant. The object of the government is to promote the working
of gold, in order to secure the revenue from it, which is of some
importance, as all gold must be delivered to the mint at a fixed
price, which leaves a good profit to the government.

Then, as to the manner of working the mines. To get at the
gold-sands an upper layer of earth, varying in depth from five up
to thirty-five or forty feet, must be carted away. On the depth and
extent of earth necessary to be removed principally depends the
value of a gold-digging, and the first business of the speculator
is to discover whether the gold-sands are rich enough to pay for
the removal of the upper strata. To ascertain this, shafts are sunk
at various distances over the ground where the works are proposed
to be opened, and the exact depth of the upper layer taken. Then
the gold-sands are bored through, and their depth ascertained. The
proportion of gold contained in a given quantity of sand is next
ascertained. With these _data_, an easy calculation will show the
practical miner whether the claim will be remunerative.

The outlay in buildings and machinery necessary to start the work
is very heavy, the expense of conveying the materials to the spot
being alone a considerable item. For what are considered small
works, employing from four to five hundred workmen, at least ten
thousand pounds must be laid out in buildings and machinery. The
works require a constant expense to keep up, and alterations and
additions are frequently needed. After all, the works must be
abandoned as valueless when the claim is worked out, or given up as
unremunerative, as the cost of removing them to an inhabited region
would far exceed the saleable value of the materials.

Many diggings employ as many as two, and even three, thousand
workmen. The largest item in the working expenses is the wear and
tear of horseflesh, and one horse for every two men employed is
considered necessary in the calculation of the years expenses.
Provisions for the men, and corn and hay for the cattle, are brought
during the winter months from distances of four or five hundred
versts, and do not cost much. The free peasant seldom goes to work
at the diggings, for, if at all industriously inclined, he can
earn much more by agriculture at home. The workmen employed at the
diggings are generally convicts sent to Siberia for theft and minor
offences. Bad characters of all sorts, drunkards, vagabonds, men
who will not settle to any steady work, convicts who have paid the
penalty of the law, but have not found homes of their own--these
are the kind of men who find a refuge in the gold-diggings. When
all his money is gone, the digger engages himself to a proprietor
for three roubles per month (equal to nine shillings). This looks
a small sum for an able-bodied man to earn, but his regular wages
is a matter of minor importance to the scapegrace who thus engages
himself. His primary object is to obtain the _hand-money_, amounting
to five or ten pounds sterling, which is paid him by his employer
on making the contract. Out of this sum, as much of his debt is
paid as the authorities are cognizant of, and with the whole of
the balance he proceeds deliberately to get drunk, the extent and
duration of his _spree_ depending solely on the amount of money in
his possession. He is then ready to proceed to the gold-works, and
with one or two hundred comrades, under the charge of a couple of
clerks, he is despatched to the scene of his labours. On arriving
there, the digger has invariably to be clothed from head to foot by
his master, and generally by the opening of the summer months, the
beginning of the gold-washing season, the workman has contracted a
debt to his master equal to twenty or twenty-five pounds sterling.
The working-season lasts about 110 days in the year, and terminates
invariably on the 11-23 September. To enable the workman to reduce
his debt, and possibly have some money in hand on receiving his
discharge at the end of the season, he is handsomely paid for
all extra work he may do, over and above the daily task assigned
to each. No holidays, Sundays, or Saints' days are allowed to a
workman who is in debt. The law compels him to work on these days.
What with compulsory and voluntary labour, a workman has it in his
power to earn from five to seven pounds sterling per month. But he
must work very hard to do it. The bell is rung at half-past two in
the morning; by three o'clock he must be at work, all weathers.
He seldom can leave off before nine in the evening. He is allowed
half-an-hour for breakfast, an hour for dinner, half-an-hour
for tea, and he takes his supper after the labour of the day is
finished. The task generally set for the day is the breaking up and
carting away of two cubic fathoms of earth to every five men and
two horses. Extra work is allowed up to one-half of the daily task,
and for extra work the workman receives pay at nearly ten times the
rate of his contract wages. If a workman finds a piece of gold he is
also paid extra for that according to its value. When not working
"extra," the five men are allowed to leave the field as soon as
their task is done, whatever hour of the day it may be.

The workmen at these gold-diggings are well fed, as indeed their
excessive labour renders it necessary they should be. Each man
is allowed from one pound to one pound and a-half of beef _per
diem_. This is a luxury to him, for the Russian peasant at home
seldom can afford to eat meat except on great holidays. Salt,
buckwheat or other grain, and as much bread as he can eat, are
daily issued to the workman. His lodging is made as comfortable
as possible, every care being taken to have the barracks dry,
warm, and well ventilated. Their health is also in a general way
well-cared for. Every gold-digging has a fully equipped hospital,
with a superintendent in charge, who must have some medical
knowledge. A qualified surgeon either resides on the premises or on
a neighbouring establishment, his services being paid for jointly
by two or more proprietors. The surgeon has then the general
superintendence of hospitals, and the care of the sick over the
district. The proprietor of these works in fact takes as much care
of his workmen as he would do of his horses, knowing well that
unless they are kept healthy and contented, it would be impossible
to exact the desired amount of work out of them. Besides the fixed
rations of food, large stocks of corn-brandy (_vodka_) are kept
for the men, who each get a tumblerful of the liquor two or three
times a month, by way of counteracting the effect of the rawness
of the climate. Of clothing also, large magazines are kept by the
proprietors, and the workmen supplied with them as required for
winter or summer wear. Tobacco is also considered a necessary,
and is extensively consumed by all Russians. It is thought to be
anti-scorbutic, and good for the climate. Supplies of brick tea are
kept on hand, and of this article every workman consumes at least
one pound per month. All these articles are supplied to the labourer
in advance of his wages, and reckoned up when he gets his discharge.
But even should he be deeply in debt the supplies are not withheld,
the proprietor wisely considering that one sick man would be a dead
loss far exceeding the cost of the few extras he might need.

The proprietor obtains all the goods he requires at wholesale
prices, in the principal commercial and manufacturing towns,
and they are supplied to the workmen at lower prices than they
themselves could purchase them. The goods are always of the best
quality, and it would not be considered respectable for a proprietor
of gold-diggings to take a profit from his workmen on the articles
supplied to them. To the original cost is added the expense of
transit, and at the most an interest of three or four per cent. on
the outlay. Even the latter item is not always charged.

When the gold-washing season is all over, the majority of the
workmen find their way to some of the large towns with the balance
of wages in hand, and spend the winter in riot and wantonness,
often no doubt in great misery, until the next season comes round.
They seldom or never think of saving money, or of bettering their
condition.




CHAPTER XVIII.

TOMSK TO OMSK.


While waiting for our servant to come up with the tarantass, we had
sundry matters to look to in Tomsk before committing ourselves once
more to the road, of which we continued to hear shocking accounts.
Our portmanteaus were so smashed by the concussions the hard rough
roads had exposed us to, as to be unfit for further service, and it
was necessary to replace them with Russian _chemadans_. This is an
excellent contrivance for rough travelling; being constructed of
soft leather, hard knocks have no effect, and it is capable of being
so tightly lashed up as to be practically waterproof. It has also
this advantage over an ordinary trunk or portmanteau, that whether
it is full or not, there is no empty space left in it to block up
the carriage where there is no room to spare.

A few accessories, in the way of fur gloves and such like, completed
our wardrobe so far. To replace a broken thermometer we were led
into an optician's establishment, managed by some clever Germans.
Here we were surprised to find as good an assortment of instruments
as is usually to be met with in any similar establishment in this
country. Telescopes, microscopes, transit-instruments, theodolites,
and all kinds of surveying instruments, of excellent workmanship,
were there for sale. Everything, except the very simplest articles,
was of foreign make, many of them German, but mostly French.

We had been strongly advised at the outset of our Siberian travels
to provide ourselves with feather pillows, after the manner of the
Russians, to use as buffers between our prominent bones and the hard
substance of the carriage. Judging that our bedding would suffice,
we, with the vanity of ignorance, rejected these good counsels
in defiance of the well-known travelling maxim which inculcates
the wisdom of taking your cue from the people of the country. Our
carcases had been so unmercifully knocked about on the road to
Tomsk, that we dared not go farther without pillows. It was not
so easy to find them, however; for although Tomsk is said to be
celebrated for them we could not hit on the right place to buy them.
They are sold at about fourteen roubles per pood (36 lbs.). Our
landlady was appealed to, but she avowed that there was not, and
never could have been, any such thing in Tomsk, least of all had she
any to dispose of. We were actually beginning to despair of pillows
when a young Russianised German introduced himself to us, and, as
usual in such _rencontres_, the conversation turned on civilisation.
We happened to allude to the pillow difficulty, as proving the
primitive state of society in Tomsk. On this our friend at once
undertook to provide us. He went first to the old lady, and then to
the younger members, none of whom he had seen before, and spent full
half an hour ingratiating himself with them. The pillow question was
in due time gently hinted at, and before very long one, and then
another, and another, was produced, until we had pillows to our
hearts' content. Delighted with his success, we begged our friend
to tell us how he had achieved it. "First," he said, in very good
English, "you must beat about the bush with these ---- Russians;
you must flatter them and humbug them. Then you must talk about
everything but _the_ thing. If you want to buy a horse, you must
pretend you want to sell a cow, and so work gradually round to the
point in view." He went on to tell us how he had coaxed and cajoled
the good people into parting with their pillows, and how he backed
up his requests by a touching appeal to their sense of hospitality.
"You have two distinguished foreigners in your house, they are very
good people, and you ought to treat them with the kindness due to
strangers from distant countries. When Russians go to their country
they are well treated. But if you refuse this small favour to these
people, they will go home and tell their countrymen what beasts the
Russians are," &c.

We were in a dilemma about the mode of travelling from Tomsk. Our
tarantass was very much the worse for the wear, and on bad roads it
might break down at any time. It would hardly be safe to leave the
town with it. It would be equally imprudent to purchase a sledge,
for there was very little snow; none fell during our stay, and there
was reported to be none to the westward. We might of course use the
post-carriages, but that mode of travelling has many inconveniences.
It is uncomfortable in the extreme to sit in, and it necessitates
changing at every station. The nuisance of turning out luggage, and
turning out one's-self, every few hours, multiplies tenfold all the
horrors of the road. Had we listened to the advice proffered to
us on all hands in Tomsk we should have remained there till snow
fell, which might be in one week or in six. We were entertained
with terrible accounts of the road through the Baraba steppe, and
the post had been six days coming from Kolivan, a town only 120
miles from Tomsk. The delay was attributed entirely to the roads,
but making due allowance for Russian vagueness, we thought it just
as likely to have been due to the difficulty of crossing some of
the large rivers. In this uncertainty a diversion occurred in the
advent of Schwartz, on the third day, minus the tarantass. He had
been talked into the impossibility of getting it over the ice, and
was induced to sell it for the small sum of ten roubles silver.
The Russians designate their paper money by the high-sounding term
"silver" roubles, _lucus a non lucendo_. This crowning act of folly,
coupled with the fact of his having left behind (or sold) sundry
articles which were in the tarantass, determined us to give Mr.
Schwartz "the sack," and nothing but reflection on the probable
consequences of his being left with no money, and a blighted
character, to the "cold charity of the world," caused us to relent.

Old Barnaul left us a few hours after Schwartz's arrival. His
destination lay nearly due south from Tomsk, a few stations beyond
which town the road to Barnaul branches off from the Moscow road.
The old gentleman refused to leave us entirely by ourselves, and had
cheerfully sacrificed two whole days of his time, simply to keep us
company until our own man came up. There was much genuine kindness
in this, as in all his intercourse with us, and we parted with the
pleasantest recollections on both sides (I hope).

Having made all necessary arrangements for resuming our journey, and
armed ourselves with a pass from the Director-General of Posts for
Western Siberia, we started on the 5th November in a post kibitka,
with the intention of buying a sledge when we found an opportunity,
and snow enough to use it. It was late in the afternoon before we
got away from Tomsk, and dark before we emerged from the thick
wood into which we plunged on leaving the town. The post-station
had been at a village eighteen versts from Tomsk, but on arriving
there we learned that it had been removed that very day to a place
more convenient for crossing the river Tom, or on the other side
of the Tom, for it was hard to deduce any positive conclusion from
the various and partially contradictory statements we heard. At all
events, be the new station where it might, our yemschiks refused
to drive us any further than the old station in the village. To
be cast adrift with our baggage in a village where no accredited
officer of the government was located, would have consigned us to
unknown troubles. We refused, therefore, to let the yemschiks go,
but insisted on their proceeding to the next station, wherever it
might be. The assistance of the starust, or village elder, was
invoked, and he, with a few peasants, piloted us at our request to
the river Tom, that we might examine for ourselves the state of
the crossing. The ice was good, and apparently strong enough to
bear the carriages, but the yemschiks lapsed into a state of mulish
obstinacy, and refused to stir. The starust and his satellites,
all speaking at once, held forth vigorously on general topics for
the edification of the company, and went to bed. As for us, we had
simply to keep possession of the carriages, and leave the rest to
time. The yemschiks would get hungry, the horses would certainly
have to be fed, and we might hope that when they got tired of
waiting they would go on. With this idea we committed ourselves
to rest in the kibitka. It was sadly deficient in comfort, as
compared with our old tarantass. The kibitka is open in front,
and rather over-ventilated everywhere. Cold kept sleep from our
eyes for a time, while our ears were regaled with spasmodic bursts
of indignation from the yemschiks, who now threatened to take
us back to Tomsk, bag and baggage. To these attacks we offered
nothing but passive resistance, and even the yemschiks wearied of
a discussion so entirely one-sided. We were lulled to sleep in
time by the chanting of some wild native airs by a Russian family
in a neighbouring house. Their songs, many of them very sweet,
are mostly, if not all, of the plaintive order. A drunken "brute
of a husband," whom his poor wife was trying to decoy homewards,
was the only incident that broke in upon the dead stillness of
the night scene in the village of Kaltarskaya. There stood our
wearied horses in the street that livelong night, bearing their
sufferings from cold and hunger with resignation. How the yemschiks
bestowed themselves during the night I know not. One at least must
have kept awake to watch the horses. As morning approached the
cold proved too much for my somnolence, and I was fain to turn out
and grope my way into the house that had until the previous day
been the post-station. On getting the door of a room open, the
warm, fulsome exhalations of closely pent-up human beings that
greeted the nostrils were enough to have produced a revolution in a
sensitive stomach. The hard breathing of some, and the more sonorous
articulations of others, enabled me to ascertain the positions of
the heads of most of the sleepers, but still with every care I came
into collision with sundry legs and trunks in my voyage across the
floor in quest of a clear space where I might stretch myself. At
length I discovered an unoccupied bench or table, and yielded to
the luxury of sleep till daylight. When I again opened my eyes,
my night companions had begun to stir about. Some were engaged in
their toilet, which consists in stretching legs and arms, yawning
a little, shaking up their clothes, and tightening the scarf which
forms their girdle. By stooping low on entering the room I had
escaped a broken head from a false ceiling which was used as a
sleeping bunk. This is a common arrangement in post-houses, where
the family of the post-master and all the yemschiks and hangers-on
of the establishment are often jumbled up together, some climbing
up to the top of the brick stove to sleep, and others lying on the
boarded floor or ceiling which overhangs part of the room like a
hay-loft. The Russian houses generally are built on traditional
principles, the first thing aimed at being the exclusion of _air_,
and consequently cold. They always feel warm, the temperature during
the day being kept up to a pretty uniform scale by the large stoves.
At night the fires go out, but the house retains its heat until
about daylight in the morning, when it begins to feel a little
chilly. There is scarcely one perfectly level floor in the country,
and many of the houses, especially the old ones, are tipped up at
one end so that the line of the roof makes a very wide angle with
the level ground. Some indeed tumble over altogether, where the
owners are too poor or too indifferent to take them down before they
progress so far towards demolition. This phenomenon is not caused
by the sinking of one end from the timbers rotting in the ground,
but by the action of frost in the earth, which, unless the uprights
are sunk deep enough, expands with cold so much as to heave up the
foundations of the houses.

Early in the morning our yemschiks had made up their minds to take
us over the river and to the next station. They had first to obtain
the services of some peasants from the village, to pilot them over
the ice. This local knowledge was necessary to enable them to avoid
holes that had been only recently frozen, and other dangerous
places. The Tom was here a fine broad expanse of ice, white with
snow, very rough and lumpy. The crossing was satisfactorily
effected, and we made the best of our way during the day through a
flat, barren, and most uninteresting country, but still well wooded.
A little snow fell, but only to tantalise us, for the ground never
got covered more than half an inch.

Soon after daylight on the 7th, we arrived at a station on the
right bank of the river Ob, which was the most formidable-looking
obstacle to progress we had yet encountered. But as we had only
ourselves and our baggage to get over, no serious difficulties were
made, though we were threatened with trouble from a gang of drunken
ice-men. The Ob, Obe, Obi or Oby, for all these spellings are used,
is a noble river, and at the point where we crossed it is nearly
half-a-mile wide. The current is rapid, and ice had only formed
along the edges of the water. The difficulty in crossing arose from
the huge masses of floating ice that were carried rapidly down by
the current. To avoid being shut in by these small icebergs required
all the dexterity of the adepts who manned the ferry-boat. Not only
skill, but real hard work was necessary. Poles and boat-hooks were
vigorously plied. The short paddle-oars were of comparatively little
use; but by hooking on to the floating ice and hauling round them,
then shoving off into clear water for a short space, and hooking
on to the next lump of ice, we managed to thread our way through.
The current had carried us down stream, but it was not nearly so
strong on the left side of the channel, and there was a good breadth
of clear water there which enabled the men to recover their lost
ground. On reaching the landing-place, a rope was passed ashore,
that is, to the solid ice, and the boat hauled up bodily far enough
on the ice to enable horses to fetch the luggage. The sides and
bottom of the boat being thickly coated with ice, enabled the men to
slide her about with great facility.

From Tomsk our course had turned southerly, following the course of
the river Tom, and striking the Ob obliquely. From the Ob we turned
west again, and entered the great Baraba steppe.

Two stages from the Ob we reached the town of Kolivan, which is
perhaps the most dreary, cold-looking town in Siberia, situated in
a perfectly bare country, and exposed to every wind that blows. It
possessed a peculiar interest for us, however, as being the then
most easterly telegraph station in Siberia. The Tomsk station had
been completed, but the manager had not arrived to inaugurate the
opening when we left. Kolivan, being a second-rate station, only
Russian messages could be sent; but having got a gentleman in Tomsk
to write one out in that language, I was enabled to send a telegram
from Kolivan to St. Petersburg, a distance of 2700 miles. Many
repetitions were necessary in the transmission of this message, but
it was delivered with perfect accuracy in thirty-six hours.

The Siberian telegraph, being now completed as far as Irkutsk,
will no doubt be extended in time to the Amoor country. It is also
probable that a branch will be formed from Irkutsk to Kiachta, and
the Russians in Siberia confidently believe that their government
will establish a line across Mongolia to Peking.

The Baraba steppe is, for the most part, one vast marsh, extending
from the left bank of the river Ob westward to Tumen. It borders on
the Kirghis steppe on the south, and is apparently a continuation of
it. Its natural features are barren, being at the best a succession
of wild prairies. The grass is long and coarse, but there is so
much water on the ground that, in the summer season, the grass can
hardly be available for pasture. The steppe is bare of wood, with
the exception of strips here and there of dwarf birch-trees, which
struggle for existence. In some of its more elevated parts, trees
grow to a good size, but these spots are like oases in the desert.
The inhabitants of the steppe are few, and lack the comforts enjoyed
by the natives of other parts of Siberia. Villages are thinly
scattered, and poor and mean-looking. The principal subsistence of
the people consists in their cattle, and at every village a large
tract of common land is fenced in for pasture.

At the stations in Baraba the post-master is seldom found at home,
the domestic part of the establishment being generally left in
charge of women, and the posting-department in that of the senior
yemschik. The women in the steppe, we were informed, are mostly
Kirghis, called by the Russians by the generic name of Tartars. The
Kirghis women are physically superior to Russian women of the same
class,--cleaner, better dressed, and handsomer. They have, in many
instances, blue eyes and fair complexions, in marked contrast to
the Kalmuks and Mongols. In manners they are more cheerful than the
Russians.

Game abounds in the steppe. Blackcock were in some parts met with in
great numbers. Pure white pheasants and _ryabchik_ are plentiful,
and, I have been told, though I did not see any, that the ptarmigan
and capercailzie are also to be found.

The most conspicuous objects in the steppe are the windmills,
a number of which are to be found round every village. These
are the only marks that exist in the country, and they indicate
the positions of the villages long before any other evidence of
habitation is visible. They are primitive in construction. In order
to face the wind the whole fabric is moved round on its axis by
means of a clumsy, but powerful lever.

The road through Baraba looks like a strip of ploughed land in
a desert, and was frozen so roughly that if solely depended on,
traffic would soon have been brought to a stand. As it was, the
heavy cart caravans were stopped for a time, and very few travellers
were met with on this part of the journey. We rarely travelled on
the road at all, only crossing it occasionally in quest of tracks
through the open country. The frozen marsh greatly facilitated our
progress. There was enough grass overspreading the ice to enable the
horses to keep a footing, and by taking advantage of every sheet of
ice we came to, we managed, by circuitous paths, to keep clear of
the main road.

The weather was mild in the steppe. The sun was strong enough in the
middle of the day to melt the thin covering of snow that lay on the
ground; and even the nights were not so cold as we had experienced
to the eastward. Snow fell occasionally, but not enough to make a
sledge-road.

Slow as our progress was, it was quicker than we could have
anticipated, and it was some satisfaction to keep ahead of the post
which left Tomsk at the same time with us. Our yemschiks in the
steppe were an unusually drunken set, but though often in jeopardy,
we escaped without accident, saving one upset.

Passing Kainsk on the 9th, we reached the town of Omsk at midnight
on the 11th, putting up at the Hotel Moscow, an establishment of the
same empty, comfortless character as other Siberian hotels.

Omsk is built round a hill at the junction of the Om river with
the Irtish. It has a population of about 12,000; and is at present
the residence of the Governor-General of Western Siberia. This
functionary had recently made a tour to the Kirghis frontier, where
some disputes had occurred between the Russian soldiers at the
outposts and the Kirghis tribes. These _emeutes_ are of constant
occurrence. The Cossacks at the Russian stations make raids on their
own account on the Kirghis people, and subject them to very rough
treatment. An outbreak among the Kirghis occurs, which requires a
military force to subdue. An expedition for this purpose is sent
every year to the Kirghis steppe--the Russian outposts are pushed
further and further south--more disturbances occur, and so the
frontier is, year by year, extended, on the pretext of keeping the
peace. That has been the system pursued by the Russian Government
in all its aggressions in Asia. Siberia is dotted all over with old
forts, which have become obsolete as the country has become quiet
and settled under Russian sway. One of the strongest of these works
is on the hill that stands in the middle of the town of Omsk. It is
almost intact, and still kept up after a fashion. On the Kirghis
frontier forts continue to be planted as footholds on the soil, and
centres from which outlying territories may be subjugated.

A great deal of injustice, oppression, and cruelty have
unquestionably attended the aggressions of Russia among the various
Asiatic races, but in the long run the results have been rather
beneficial than prejudicial to the tribes. The Kirghis who live
as Russian subjects in the province of Omsk, are probably more
comfortable than their semi-nomad brethren who feed their cattle on
the southern steppes. The Mongol tribes who dwell under the auspices
of Russia under the name of Bouriats, are more cultivated, and lead
a more civilised life than the Mongols proper. They enjoy some
degree of comfort, and have undoubtedly improved by their contact
with the Russians. The wild hunting tribes, again, who inhabit the
forests of Northern Manchuria, recently annexed to Russia, are said
to have longed greatly to be transferred from allegiance to the
autocrat of China to that of the Tsar. On the whole, the ambitious
projects of Russia have been the means of spreading the benefits of
civilisation and Christianity (in a much diluted form, it must be
confessed) to many savage tribes. Highroads have been opened through
deserts, and commerce has followed in the wake of conquest. The
tribes who have become Russian enjoy, under the shelter of a strong
government, immunity from war with neighbouring tribes, to which
they were in former times constantly exposed, and have at least the
opportunity of giving more attention to the arts of peace. Of course
many bad, as well as good, results have flowed from the contact of
Russians with these barbarous people. Those who were too low in the
scale of humanity to bear the shock of a superior order of life,
have been demoralised by it. The Tunguses and Ostiaks, who live in
the northern parts of the provinces of the Irkutsk and Yeniseisk,
are of a very low order of savages. The Tunguses are thievish,
treacherous and cowardly, and live solely by fishing and hunting.
The Ostiaks live almost entirely on and about the water, eat little
else but fish when they can get it. They wander as far north as the
Frozen Ocean. When deprived of their usual food in winter, they
are reduced to eating carrion and garbage of all kinds. In their
habits they are filthily dirty. Small-pox and drunkenness together
make frightful havoc in their numbers. These tribes have been
greatly injured by their contact with Russians. Naturally addicted
to drunkenness, they have been supplied with ardent spirits to their
heart's content by the invaders. The use of money being unknown to
them, they only receive brandy in exchange for their services and
products. They supply the gold-diggings with game, which brings them
in return large quantities of spirits. They also act as guides to
exploring parties, and such services are invariably requited with
brandy. To obtain this liquor seems indeed to be the main object
of their lives, and they have recourse to the most extraordinary
expedients to gain their purpose. They are low idolaters, but they
know how to turn to account the solicitude of the Russian Church
for proselytising. They will allow themselves to be baptised in
consideration of a bottle of brandy, but on the next favourable
opportunity, they will pass over to another part of the country,
and again offer themselves as candidates for baptism, if a similar
inducement be held out. Brandy is fast ruining these people, and in
a few generations they are likely to become extinct--a catastrophe
which will have been greatly accelerated by the Russian settlers.

The reverse of this is the case with the nomad tribes who are spread
over the steppes of the southern districts of Siberia. Their nomad
habits have been so far circumscribed that they remain for many
years together in the same places, moving only to suit the seasons
and the pastures for their horses. They have a fixed place where
they live in spring, but move off for the summer months, then again
to winter quarters. At each of these encampments they leave their
tents of felt or skins standing, thus evincing great confidence in
the security of life and property. These tribes use tents of the
same construction as those of the Mongols; but, unlike them, they
care little for the rearing of horned cattle or sheep, their wealth
consisting in horses, of which they keep large herds. They do not
practise agriculture, but live a great deal by the chase, and a few
of them carry on a kind of wandering trade. They obtain bread and
other necessaries of life in barter for the skins of wild animals,
but never part with their horses until hard pressed by necessity.
If they have no skins, they will rather want bread than sell their
horses. These tribes respect themselves, and command the respect
of others by the strict sobriety of their habits, their general
honesty, and cleanliness. They are mostly Mahometans. In many
respects these people stand higher than the Russians, and are not
likely to be demoralised by them.

Another Mahometan tribe may be mentioned in this category--the
_Yakuts_, who occupy some of the northern part of the province of
Irkutsk. They are no longer nomads, although they still live in
tents. The Yakuts are very industrious people, rear large herds of
horses and cattle, occupy themselves with trade, are skilled in
ironwork, and have more recently taken to agriculture. They bear the
character of sobriety, and are much more cleanly in their habits
than any neighbouring tribes. The Yakuts have a tradition that
they were once settled in the province of Kazan, whence they were
expelled during the great irruption of Tartars into Russia, and
wandered to their present habitat before they settled.

The wildest and most unmanageable of all the Siberian aborigines are
the _Khargasses_, who live about the Altai mountains on the Chinese
frontiers, in the south of the provinces of Yeniseisk and Irkutsk.
The Khargasses are quite nomad, carrying tent and all with them when
they move. They are said to be fierce and treacherous, perfectly
uncivilised, and idolaters. It is a common practice with them
when the time for the collection of their _essak_, or poll-tax,
comes, to strike their tents, and cross the mountains to Chinese
territory. There they remain until some similar claim is made on
them on behalf of the Emperor of China, when they again pack up and
return to Siberia. The Khargasses are great hunters, and live on the
produce of their guns. They own no cattle, their riches consisting
of reindeer and guns, like the Tunguses.

We saw two small tug steamers and six huge barges frozen-in at the
junction of the Om with the Irtish. These barges go as far as Tumen
with their cargoes, but of this more hereafter.

As there was still too little snow on the roads to warrant us in
buying a sledge, we were obliged to continue undergoing the torture
of a small kibitka, changing at every station. Sleep had now become
out of the question, and if we could get a nap once in forty-eight
hours we had to be satisfied. Eating was almost equally irregular,
for the steppe afforded but few opportunities of enjoying a good
meal. And yet this rough mode of life rather improved my health
than otherwise. The constant exposure to the clear bracing Siberian
air was certainly most beneficial, and I am convinced of this,
that with all its ice and snow, there is no finer--that is, more
salubrious--climate in the world than Siberia.




CHAPTER XIX.

OMSK TO OCHANSK.


On the 11th November, we bade adieu to Omsk at an early hour in
the evening. At the end of the second stage, forty-four versts
from Omsk, we came to the river Irtish. At the station we found
an officer travelling with a courier's _padaroshna_, who had
failed in an attempt to cross the river in the dark. This was a
sufficient hint that _we_ had no chance, so we quietly lay by
till morning, spending the night in the station in the company
of the officer aforesaid. He was bound to the town of Tara, some
distance north of the place we met him. His mission was to convey
recruits thence to St. Petersburg. They are marched at the rate
of thirty versts a day, which was slow enough to make us feel
grateful for the moderate progress we had ourselves been making.
Recruiting was going on very extensively in Siberia at this time.
In Russia proper, and in the territories subject to it, recruiting
is carried out on similar principles. The empire is divided into
two zones, southern and northern. In each zone recruits are levied
every alternate five years. They are chosen from among the free
peasants and agriculturists, and when levies are made, every
proprietor tries to get rid of a bad subject. The usual levy is one
in every thousand of the men; but the government always takes into
consideration circumstances that may entitle certain provinces or
districts to partial exemption,--such as a bad harvest, or other
similar misfortunes, to which agriculture and cattle-breeding are
liable. When these circumstances occur, the suffering districts
frequently have the term of the levy postponed a certain number
of years, and in many cases they are wholly exempted. All that is
applicable to times of peace. In war time, the frequency, as well as
the per-centage of the levies, depends entirely on the exigencies
of the government. For instance, during the Crimean War, recruiting
in Eastern Siberia occurred twice in one year, and beginning at one
man in a thousand, it increased gradually to seven in a thousand.
The peasants on the rivers Lena and Yenisei are exempted from
furnishing recruits on certain conditions, such as providing horses
for travellers, and conveying the post, for which services they are
of course paid besides. The peasants on the Angara enjoy similar
exemption in consideration of their providing pilots for that very
dangerous river.

Next morning we crossed the Irtish on the ice, without difficulty,
and re-entered a frozen marsh, exactly similar to that part of the
steppe which lies east of Omsk, windmills and all. Late in the
evening, we passed through the town of Tukalinsk. At daylight on the
15th, passed Ishim. It snowed steadily all that day, and we soon had
practicable sledge-roads, which enabled us to travel 160 miles a
day. Early on the 16th, we passed through Yalootorofsk, and the same
evening arrived at Tumen.

Finding at Tumen a very comfortable covered sledge for sale at the
post-station, we immediately purchased it, as well as a smaller one
for the accommodation of Mr. Schwartz and the baggage. The posting
from Tumen westward is better organised than in Eastern Siberia.
It is managed, not by government, but by a private company. No
scarcity of horses is ever complained of in the company's line; for
government takes care that the work is well done. But not the least
of the improvements we experienced was, that we no longer required
to pay the fare at every station. At Tumen we paid our _progon_
through to Ekaterineburg, and had no more trouble about it. In
consideration of these facilities, double the government rate of
fare is charged by the company from Tumen to Perm. Eastward the rate
is about three-farthings per mile per horse. Westward from Tumen it
is three-halfpence per horse.

[Illustration: VIEW OF EKATERINBURG. SIBERIA.

  From a photograph.   (Page 307.)]

We are now fairly through the great marshy steppe. The country from
Tumen is undulating, and thick pine forests reappear.

We were in thorough condition to enjoy the soft luxury of
travelling in a warm sledge, gliding so smoothly over the snow
that at times we could not tell whether it was in motion; and
it is not very surprising that we slept the greater part of the
way to Ekaterineburg. Hunger even could not seduce us out of our
snug retreat. The distance from Tumen to Ekaterineburg is 240
miles,--time occupied thirty-five hours. This is far from being a
quick rate for sledge travelling, but the roads had not yet been
properly formed, and in many places even the ground was quite bare
of snow, the little that had fallen having been blown away by the
wind.

Ekaterineburg is first sighted at some miles' distance through the
vista formed by the road. A few scattered streets of small log
houses form the outskirts of the town, and give one a poor opinion
of the place. On emerging from the forest the town itself bursts on
the view, and produces an impression of elegance, comfort, and even
grandeur. It is spread over a large surface, and is divided into two
parts by the river Irchet, which, though a small stream, widens out
here to the dimensions of a lake. The situation of the town shows it
off to better advantage than the other towns we had passed through
as more of it can be seen at once. The proportion of brick-built
houses to wooden ones is much larger, and the array of handsome
churches and public buildings is more imposing. The bridge which
connects the two portions of the town enhances considerably the
beautiful effect of the whole. Although an improvement on the rest,
especially in the matter of stone houses, Ekaterineburg presents a
strong family likeness to the other large towns in Siberia, and is a
fair specimen of the general type. The population is about 19,000.

The government mint is the most important building in Ekaterineburg.
The principal coinage is copper, and I think I am right in stating
that all the copper currency of Russia and Siberia is coined there.
The Ural (pronounced by Russians _Oo-ral_) range, at the foot of
which stands the town, is rich in precious stones, the cutting
and setting of which is a standing occupation for a great number
of people. The government lapidary establishment was formerly
celebrated, but through neglect or mismanagement it has sadly
fallen off of late, and very little of interest is now to be seen
there. Strangers in Ekaterineburg are beset by little boys of most
agreeable address, regular walking polyglots, who bring for sale
amethysts, topazes, and other stones, with heaps of malachite, which
latter is the most abundant in the neighbourhood.

There are several large iron-foundries in this place, the best
one belonging to an Englishman who has been many years resident
in Siberia. The mention of this gentleman recalls pleasing
recollections of the kindness we received from him and his family
on the day we rested there. It is refreshing to meet a countryman
in such a far-off region, and this circumstance greatly enhances
one's appreciation of true hospitality. There is a fair sprinkling
of Englishmen scattered over Siberia, and there is considerable
scope for their enterprise, both in private undertakings and as
government servants. One gentleman who preceded us a few days in the
homeward journey had lived some years at Stretnoi, the head of the
Amoor navigation, in charge of the government machine-shop there.
His salary is 3000 roubles silver (_i.e._ paper) per annum, with the
perquisites of a house, fire, and light. He was so well satisfied
with his post that he was then travelling to England to return with
his family to Stretnoi, some 2000 versts beyond the Baikal lake.
This instance out of many shows first that the English skill in
machinery is prized by the Russian government, and also that even
the most remote districts of Siberia are not very disagreeable as
places of residence.

But to return to Ekaterineburg. The iron mines now being worked
are at the convenient distance of 100 miles from the town, and
the cost of transit of the pig-iron is comparatively small. This
town is therefore advantageously situated for iron-work, and a
large quantity is turned out every year. Most of the iron-work for
Siberia goes from this place. The boilers and engines for the Baikal
steamers are made in Ekaterineburg, and transported nearly 2400
miles to their destination. The workmen in the English foundries
are chiefly Germans and Russians, with English foremen. Experience
has proved the remarkable fact that English workmen deteriorate in
Siberia. The native Russians are excellent workmen under skilful
superintendence. Some few of them have intellect enough to be
trusted with the more responsible departments of their business,
but such cases are quite exceptional. They are in general mere
imitators, exhibiting no power to think for themselves.

A large fish-curing trade is carried on here. The fish is brought
from the great rivers, chiefly the Ob, near its mouth. About 50,000
poods, equal to 1,800,000 lbs. avoirdupois, are salted annually in
this town.

Recruiting was going on actively here also. Having occasion to
call on the master of police on a little matter of business, we
drove up in a sledge to his office, but found the doorway and the
portion of the street immediately adjoining it, so crowded with
rough-looking moujiks wildly vociferating, that we could neither
get in, nor even make our presence known, for some time. These
were recruits who were being registered, passing one by one into
the bureau, and coming out again by the same crowded doorway. It
seemed to be quite an understood thing that each recruit should drop
kopeks into the hands of the _gendarmes_ who acted as door-keepers.
By dint of hard pushing we succeeded in insinuating ourselves
into the passage, but only to find a yet more impenetrable crowd
inside. Sickened by the exhalations of so many unclean animals in
sheep-skins, half suffocated in the frowsy atmosphere within, and
crushed in the living mass till we had to fight for breath like a
person in a nightmare, we were glad to escape into the fresh air,
and abandon the purpose of our visit. The moujiks were followed to
the rendezvous by their wives, who made confusion worse confounded
by their frantic yelling and pushing, each one eager to get her own
_protege_ into a good place. There were many hundreds of them, and
one day would not suffice to register them all at the rate they were
then progressing.

The temperature was ominously high on the 18th of November,--only
one degree of frost. Some days previously it had been down to
-15 deg. Reaumur (-2 deg. Fahrenheit). We were fairly committed to sledge
travelling, and there was so little snow on the ground that a few
hours' thaw would have melted away our charming sledge road. The
frost set in about the usual time at Ekaterineburg, October 1/13,
but the snow there as elsewhere was late.

The hills and forests in the neighbourhood are well stocked with
game. Black-cock, white partridges, _ryabchik_, reindeer, elk, and
hares, are more or less abundant. Wolves are also common, but there
are no wild boar. Game is plentiful in most parts of Siberia, but
the Russians are no great sportsmen, except those who make a living
by hunting. The nomad tribes are, however, expert in the use of the
rifle.

Ekaterineburg is the most westerly town in Siberia, lying at the
foot of the Ural mountains which separate Europe from Asia. I had
formed great conceptions of this mountain chain, but the illusion
was dispelled when, on inquiring for the Urals, I was pointed to
densely wooded undulating hills, in appearance not more imposing
than the Lammermoor range in Scotland. I know not why they are
so darkly shaded on most of our maps, and made to look like a
formidable barrier between the two continents. They certainly
cover a broad expanse of country, but in elevation they are really
insignificant, and rendered still more so in appearance by their
very gradual rise from the level country. The elevation in the
latitude of Ekaterineburg is little more than 2000 feet above the
sea, and the plain on the Siberian side being between 800 and 1000
feet in elevation, the gentle <DW72> of the mountains makes them look
diminutive.

While settling about our horses at the post-station of
Ekaterineburg, we fell in with an elderly German lady, who was going
to start the same day for St. Petersburg. As she spoke very little
Russian, it occurred to her friends that it would be a good thing
for her to travel with us. There was plenty of room for her in our
sledge, and we willingly consented to take her in. This was arranged
accordingly. But old ladies (and young ones too) like to have their
own way, and she discovered that she had too much luggage to go
comfortably with ours in one sledge, besides little baskets of sweet
cakes and knick-knacks, of which she had laid in a store for the
journey, and which were likely to come to harm lying under our feet.
She therefore determined to travel in her own sledge, where she
could munch cakes at pleasure, but keeping company with us for the
sake of the collateral protection our escort afforded.

At six in the evening of the 19th we left Ekaterineburg with our
convoy, and about ten at night we reached the highest point of
the road on the ridge of the Ural. In a heavy fall of snow we
turned out to see the obelisk which has been erected there, as the
boundary stone between Europe and Asia. It is a plain stone with
no other inscription than the word "Europe" on one side and "Asia"
on the other. It is said to have been erected in honour of Yermak,
the Cossack robber-chief, who atoned for his other offences by
discovering, and partly conquering, Siberia for the Russians in the
end of the sixteenth century.

It is quite unaccountable that the vast country of Siberia should
have been left to be discovered by Yermak at such a late period.
It was well known to the Tartars, for the dynasty of Genghis had
extended their conquests there, and yet the Russians, during their
communications with the Mongols of the Golden Horde which subsisted
for two hundred years, had never learned what was beyond the Ural
mountains.

Yermak compelled by some accident to "leave his country," _i.e._,
being outlawed, found his way, with some two hundred adventurers,
across the Ural. After pillaging the Tartars for some time, his
handful of troops, _i.e._, robbers, became so wasted with constant
fighting that he could no longer maintain himself among his numerous
enemies. It then occurred to Yermak to return to Moscow, announce
his discovery, and make his peace with the Tsar. The robber was
promoted to the rank of a hero, and was appointed to command an
expedition for the conquest of Siberia. Yermak first crossed the
Ural in 1580, and in 1660 nearly all the Siberian tribes were
subjugated by Russia.

After a night's travelling we were still among the outlying spurs
of the Ural range, well wooded with pine and birch, the former in
greater variety than on the eastern side of the chain. On the road
to Perm we passed through many cleared spaces, with villages and
farms at short intervals.

On the 21st we reached Perm, a very flourishing manufacturing and
commercial town on the left bank of the river Kama. Perm is the
first (or last) town in Europe, and a little earlier in the season
it would have been our last stage of road travelling. But we were
too late and too early all the way through. The river Kama was not
frozen, but so much floating ice was coming down, that the steamers
which run between Perm and Nijni-novgorod had been taken off and
sent down the Volga to Astrachan for the winter. Only a few small
craft were left for repairs to their machinery. We met some more
English workers in iron in Perm, and they seemed to have a good
winter's work before them. A few weeks earlier, we should have
embarked on one of the passenger steamers at Perm, steamed down
the Kama as far as Kazan, where it joins the Volga, then up the
latter from Kazan to Nijni-novgorod. This voyage would have been
accomplished in five days, the whole of which time would have been
available for sleep, but no luck fell in our way. Not only must
we continue our journey by land, but it was very doubtful whether
we could even cross the Kama at all, owing to the velocity of the
current and the weight of ice that was borne downwards. The ferry is
not at Perm, but at a point fifty versts lower down.

The navigation of the Russian and Siberian rivers is making
astonishing progress. There are now no less than 370 tugs on the
Kama and Volga, and new steamers are being added every year. One
company runs steamers from Nijni to Perm, and two from Nijni down
the Volga to Astrachan. The Volga Steam Navigation Company is
managed by an Englishman at Nijni-novgorod, and in his hands has
proved a very remunerative undertaking. Under Russian direction it
had been quite the reverse. Nearly all the steamers are of foreign
construction. Many come from the German ports, and many from
England. They are usually sent to Russia in pieces, but several have
steamed across the North Sea, and have made their own way into the
very heart of the country by means of the canals in communication
with the rivers.

The facilities enjoyed by Russia and Siberia for inland navigation
are so vast, as to afford almost unlimited scope for capital and
enterprise in introducing steam. It is, of course, a serious
disadvantage that vessels have to be built in foreign countries, but
there is no good reason why this should continue. If the authorities
had encouraged the working of their own iron and coal mines with
half the zeal they have misapplied to the gold-diggings, the country
would have been further advanced in real wealth than it is. The
Russian statesmen must sooner or later learn that mere gold no
more constitutes wealth than tallow or any other article that has
a mercantile value. The capital and labour consumed in procuring a
given quantity of the precious metals would have probably produced
a higher marketable equivalent, if coal and iron had been the
object. At any rate, iron would have proved a surer basis for the
propagation of wealth than gold. When steamers, for example, are
built in Siberia, the manufacturing profits will, in the first
instance, be disseminated in the country, and the gold that would,
as now, be sent abroad for their purchase, may lie in the bowels
of the earth, and no one be a loser by it. A good deal has already
been done on the Siberian rivers, and the heavy traffic between
Irkutsk and the west is conveyed for the most part in barges, which
on the Om and Irtish are towed by steamers. The mere navigation of
rivers in the Russian dominions is not new, but in former times the
barges were incapable of ascending the rapid streams. They were
constructed merely for the one trip down stream, and on reaching
their destination and discharging their cargoes, they were broken up
for fire-wood. The water communication between Eastern Siberia and
Western Russia is necessarily very circuitous from the circumstance
that the great rivers in Siberia run from south to north, and fall
into the Frozen Ocean. For example, the distance by water from Omsk
to Tumen is 3000 versts, and by land only 632. The Amoor and its
tributaries form an exception, flowing eastward and falling into the
Sea of Ochotsk. To begin at the extreme east; the grand water-route
now used for goods is from the Pacific up the Amoor as far as the
Shilka. Thence to the Baikal land carriage is at present used, but
the Shilka itself is capable of navigation much higher up. The
London and China Telegraph, August 15, 1864, reports that a steamer
has lately ascended this river and its tributary the Ingoda as far
as Chita, the government town of Trans-Baikal. From the Baikal the
communication is by water down the Angara to Irkutsk, and 1400 miles
beyond that town, to the junction of the Angara with the Yenisei, in
the north of the province of Irkutsk. The water-route on the Angara
below the town of Irkutsk is only used for traffic to the north.
Goods in transit for Europe go by land from Irkutsk to Tomsk.

From the west, the Siberian water-route begins at Tumen, proceeding
down the Irtish from Tobolsk, then up the Ob and the Tom as far
as Tomsk. Then, if for the northern part of Eastern Siberia, land
carriage from Tomsk to Krasnoyarsk; from the latter town down the
Yenisei to the towns of Yeniseisk and Turukhansk, beyond which the
country is inhabited only by wandering Tunguses and Ostiaks. There
are other important water-routes in Siberia, such as that from Tumen
by the Ob and Irtish to Semipalatinsk on the Kirghis steppe; and
from Irkutsk down the Lena to Yakutsk, but the lines of greatest
traffic are those running east and west. The ice interposes a
serious difficulty in the navigation of these rivers, especially in
the more northern parts, where the summer is very short, and frost
sets in early. Goods are frequently caught in the ice, and in some
parts of the rivers, they may be frozen up for six, or even eight
months together. This risk would, of course, be greatly diminished
were steam in more general use. The duration of a voyage could
then be calculated with tolerable certainty, and a convenient port
reached after the premonitory indications of freezing-up had shown
themselves. Steam would also afford the means of expediting goods
so much quicker, that the heavy part of the year's traffic might be
conveyed by the rivers during the open season.

A project for improving the water communication in Siberia was set
on foot by an enterprising Russian in 1859. The scheme was revived
in 1862, and the projector was supported by a Hamburg banker, and
assisted by a Russian colonel of engineers. Their intention was
to form a complete water route from Tumen to Kiachta, first by
the rivers Ob, Tom, Tchulim and Ket. From the last-named, a canal
thirty to thirty-five miles in length would have to be cut into the
river Yenisei. From the Yenisei, the Angara would be used to its
source in the Baikal lake. From the lake the route would be up the
Selenga to a point about eighteen miles from Kiachta. Thus, by one
cutting, of, at the most, thirty-five miles, clear and uninterrupted
water conveyance would be established from near the Ural mountains
to the frontier of China. But the difficulties in the way of this
enterprise are very serious. The river Angara is, in its present
state, not navigable except down stream. In a distance of 800
miles below Irkutsk, there are no less than seventy-eight rapids
and dangerous passes, some of which it would be impossible even
for a steamer to ascend. Native craft shoot the rapids when the
water is high, and effect a passage down the river, but of course
never return. To render that part of the river fit for navigation,
rocks would have to be blasted and cleared away. Above Irkutsk
also, there are one or two places on the Angara that would have
to be cleared before the steamers could ply with safety on the
river. But supposing all that accomplished, to carry out the water
communication with efficiency, steamers of various classes suited
to the depth of water, and the nature of the different rivers,
would be necessary, thereby adding greatly to the expense. On the
whole, the cost of clearing out the channel of the Angara, and other
minor items of expense, would be so enormous that it is highly
improbable the scheme will ever be carried out; certainly not for
some generations to come. All that can now be done is to improve the
water communication at present in use in so far as steam traffic is
practicable. Before the Angara is cleared of rocks, railways will
probably traverse Siberia. Not that I consider the construction
of railways in that region nearer than a remote possibility. For,
although Siberia would be no exception to the general rule that
railways make traffic for themselves, yet the cost must bear some
proportion to the return. The length of railway necessary to connect
the traffic of the various distant parts would be enormous, and as
these matters are managed in Russia, would probably cost three times
the amount that would be required in any other country. There is no
capital in Russia available for such a purpose, and foreign capital
will find many more attractive investments than Siberian railways.

From Perm we were driven by "Tatars," who are capital coachmen. We
first met these Western Tatars at Ekaterineburg, where they live
in peace and good will with the Russians. They have no apparent
affinity with the Mongol races, but yet they betray, in their
manner of life, their descent from nomad tribes. Many of them are
engaged in trade, but they prefer hawking to settling in a shop;
and even when they have opened shops they like to sally forth with a
"pack" on their shoulders and roam about the great towns with their
merchandise.

The general and sweeping misapplication of the name of Tartar, or
Tatar, to the various wandering tribes of Asia, has led some persons
to doubt whether there ever was any one tribe properly entitled to
the appellation. The name has been too widespread--say from China to
Russia--not to have had a foundation in fact, and there is not much
doubt that an insignificant tribe of the Mongol family was known to
its neighbours, and called its people by the name of Tatars. But
the dominant tribes, even of the Mongols, have always repudiated
the appellative; and although the Russian-speaking "Tatars" of the
west acknowledge the name as applied to them, it is much in the
same sense as an English-speaking Chinese calls himself a Chinaman
(_Chee_naman) to accommodate himself to western phraseology,
although the term has no equivalent in his own language.

It is indeed curious to trace old names of countries and races to
merely accidental circumstances. The name of China in use among the
Mongols and Russians, is still _Kitai_, which is the _Kathay_ of
Marco Polo, and the name of the northern part of China during the
reign of the Mongol dynasty. The name originated with a northern
tribe, also called the _Liau_, who pushed the frontiers of their
empire into North China, and held sway there from the tenth to the
thirteenth centuries, and who, defeated by the Niu-che, retired into
the desert, and at a later period founded the formidable empire of
Khara Khitan, or the Black Khitan, near the source of the river Obi.

But the name of Tartar has been liberally bestowed on all those
Asiatic tribes who led a roving life, and of whose history little
or nothing was known. The Chinese, for reasons somewhat similar,
term all "outer" nations "barbarians," just as the Jews grouped all
who were beyond their own pale under the comprehensive title of
"gentiles;" and the ancients gave the name of Scythians to all the
barbarians of Asia, of whom they could not give any more definite
account.

Arriving at the last station before crossing the Kama, late at
night, we were compelled to wait till morning, as no inducement
would prevail on the men to attempt the ferry at that hour, although
there was a bright moon. The truth was the men were all so hard
worked during the day as to be unfit for anything at night. In the
morning, however, we got across with our sledges, and proceeded to
Ochansk, a small town three versts from the right bank of the river,
where we breakfasted.

During the 22nd the frost disappeared for a few hours, and to our
confusion the snow vanished so rapidly during the short time as to
leave us in many places bare ground to drive our sledges over. The
sight was really appalling, for all our hopes of ease and comfort
for the journey rested on the snow. It was absolutely essential
to us, seeing we were committed to sledges, and when we saw the
black patches appearing here and there, we could sympathise in the
despair which a fish must feel when abandoned by its native element
and left panting on dry land. A westerly wind got up, and increased
to a gale in the afternoon, coming round to north in the evening.
This brought cold weather back again, and that night was one of the
most severe we encountered in the whole journey. With the extreme
cold the wind fell, and a dead calm ensued, which lasted a night
and a day. The hard frost converted the soft, melting snow into a
magnificent sledge-road, so far as it went; but all the way to Kazan
we were plagued with bare places where the wind or sun had been most
powerful.




CHAPTER XX.

RUSSIAN AND SIBERIAN PEASANTRY.


We had not travelled far into Russia proper, before the difference
in the condition of the peasantry there, and in Siberia, forced
itself on our attention. The houses in Russia are decidedly inferior
to those in Siberia. They lack the air of rude comfort peculiar to
the latter. Windows are broken and stuffed with straw, and roofs
are out of repair. Women and children are ill-clad and squalid. The
men are haggard, abject, and degraded. Everything is suggestive of
poverty, negligence, and misery. In remarkable contrast to these
phenomena are the outward circumstances of the peasants in Siberia.
As I have intimated in the course of this narrative, these latter
are well clad, well housed, and at least adequately fed. They have
something of independence in their bearing, and the condition of
their families, as well as the tasteful decorations often met
with in their houses, evince a certain amount of self-respect.
The difference is easily accounted for--the explanation lies in
the words _serf_ and _no serf_, and it illustrates the inevitable
effects of slavery on a people. And if slavery, in its modified form
of serfdom, can so deeply mark the character of the subjects of it,
what may be expected from the pure, uncompromising "institution?"

The Siberian free peasant is the descendant of a convict. This
applies to almost the whole Russian population of Eastern Siberia,
as also to the great proportion of that of Western Siberia. In
the latter region there are still the descendants of many of those
Cossacks who followed the renowned Yermak in his victorious march
across the Ural, and who continue in the enjoyment of certain
privileges granted to them by the Empress Catharine. But Eastern
Siberia, by far the richest of the two, may be said to be entirely
peopled by the descendants of convicts. These belong to two
categories--those who are condemned for capital crimes, and those
who are expatriated for minor offences. The criminal who belongs to
the first category, when he has undergone the corporal punishment
allotted to him, and served his term (generally mitigated) of hard
labour in the government mines, has a portion of land granted
him, on being released from his confinement. He may cultivate as
much ground as he chooses to clear, using the timber for building
purposes or fuel. He is exempt from the payment of taxes, and from
the conscription. The children of these convicts, born in Siberia,
enjoy the same privileges, but they are still what are called
_minors_, and do not possess the rights of a free peasant. For
example, they are disqualified from holding any honorary appointment
in the village or community where they may reside. Such disabilities
may be, and frequently are overcome by means of money; for an
industrious peasant has an opportunity of saving, and it is not an
unusual thing for them to become rich. Many of the most wealthy men
in Siberia at the present moment--large gold-digging proprietors,
merchants, &c., are the descendants in the second or third
generation of convicts who have undergone the penalty of the law.
These men generally manage to "write themselves up," by a judicious
application of their money, and then by paying the dues of one of
the three guilds of merchants, they obtain a status in society, and
enjoy the right of trading; they often make fortunes, either in
trade, gold-digging, or other enterprises.

The other class of criminals is composed of those who have been
exiled for minor offences such as theft; and of serfs, who, before
their great emancipation in 1859, were liable to be sent to Siberia
for any offence against their masters, or even for no offence at
all, but from sheer caprice. I met an old woman in Tomsk who had
been exiled on the latter count. She had inadvertently stuck a
needle into the wall, and her mistress, with the nervousness that
a bad conscience produces, took it into her head that the serf
intended to bewitch her. For this offence the old wretch (though
I dare say she was young then) was sent to the police, to be
despatched to Siberia with the next batch of government exiles,
and the official record stated she was so sent "by the will of her
master."

Well, these convicts not possessing the rights of free citizenship,
are, on arriving in Siberia, appointed to reside in, or registered
as belonging to, a certain district of the province where the
Governor-General may determine to colonise them. After three years'
residence, certain advancement is held out to these people, if they
can produce a certificate of good behaviour. They are allowed to
marry, to become settlers, to clear and cultivate land at pleasure.
They are exempt from taxes for the space of twelve years; and
after that they only pay a trifle. These convicts are, however,
legally dead, can never hold property in their own name, and of
course can never return to Russia. But so far from this latter
restriction being a real hardship, if a return to their native
air were permitted them, it is highly improbable that any would
avail themselves of the privilege. Siberia is really the land of
promise to them. The descendants of these convicts become free
agriculturists, and live in independence. They pay to government a
tax of from three to four pounds, sterling, per head,[23] per annum,
which is very much higher than the tax levied on the peasants of
Russia proper. But there the peasant had, in addition to the small
tax to government, an _obrok_ to pay to his master, amounting on an
average to about four pounds sterling a year. The Russian peasant,
before the emancipation, got nothing in return for this tax, but
was bound body and soul to his master, and unable to do anything
to better his condition that was not entirely agreeable to the
arbitrary will of his owner. The peasant in Siberia, on the other
hand, is absolutely free in all things to follow the bent of his own
will. He has no master to dread and serve, and owes obedience to
nothing but the law of the land. The Siberian peasantry are treated
with every liberality by the government, whose ruling purpose
with respect to that country is to colonise it with industrious
communities, who will turn its natural wealth to account, and become
an arm of support to the state. For the single tax above-mentioned,
the peasant receives as much land as he can clear, as much timber as
he chooses to fell, and no rent is required from him. The land he
has worked is his own. No other person can disturb his possession,
and the government even cannot claim from him any portion of the
land so acquired without his formal renunciation. The primeval
forest may be said to cover the whole of Siberia--the cleared spaces
are as drops in the bucket, and the bare steppes, where timber is
scant, bear but an insignificant proportion to the whole. In the
immediate vicinity of some of the large towns, where the people
have been burning wood for two hundred years, a palpable impression
has been made on the forest, and there it has been found necessary
to restrict the cutting of wood to certain limits, both as to the
quantity consumed, and the boundaries within which trees may be
felled. These restrictions are enforced with a view to securing the
growth of young wood within a convenient distance of the towns.

  [23] This tax is levied on every male above 18 years of age.

There is but one Siberian nobleman and proprietor of serfs in
existence,--Mr. Rodinkoff, Counsellor of State and Vice-Governor
of the Province of Yeniseisk, a kind-hearted, good old man. His
grandfather received from the Empress Catharine a grant of lands and
peasants in Siberia on the terms of Russian serfdom. But neither he
nor his successors ever attempted to exercise proprietary rights
over their peasants, who lived very much as the free peasants do.
One of the family, the brother of the present proprietor, broke
through the custom of his fathers, and paid the penalty of his
life for his imprudence. He attempted to put in force his full
signorial rights, and to levy contributions on his peasants, as in
Russia proper. The consequence was that he was murdered in one of
his excursions to visit his estate, within thirty miles of the town
of Krasnoyarsk. The present proprietor seldom interferes with, or
visits his peasants, but contents himself with the modest imposts of
wood for winter fuel for his town residence, and hay for his horses,
with which they cheerfully supply him.

In the matter of recruiting, the Siberian peasants have always been
leniently dealt with. In many parts of the country they are exempted
altogether for certain considerations. Those who settle on the
rivers Lena and Yenisei, are exempt from all taxes and recruiting,
on condition that they supply travellers with post-horses, and
convey the government post, for both which services they are,
moreover, paid at a higher rate even than in other parts of the
country. This privilege extends from near Irkutsk to the frozen
ocean on the Lena, and from the town of Yeniseisk to the frozen
ocean on the Yenisei. The extreme severity of the climate, and the
inhospitable nature of the soil in these regions render it necessary
to encourage settlers, and so to secure uninterrupted communication
through the country. There is no spring, and no autumn in these
parts. Three months, and in some districts less, of summer, is all
the time allowed them for cultivation of the soil. The rest of the
year is winter, during which snow lies to the depth of from seven to
upwards of twenty feet. The temperature then falls to 30 deg., 40 deg., and
in some parts 50 deg. Reaumur of frost (equal to -35 deg., -58 deg., and -80 deg.,
Fahrenheit). No corn grows, and but few vegetables, but the country
abounds with wild animals such as bear, elk, deer, sables, foxes,
squirrels. The inhabitants become expert hunters, and make a good
living out of the furs they obtain.

The settlers in the river Angara are also exempted from taxes of
all kinds, and from recruiting, on condition of their supplying
government and private travellers with skilful pilots and guides,
for which they are of course likewise well requited by those who
employ them. This is necessary on the Angara, that river being one
of the most dangerous in the world. Being the only river that runs
out of the Baikal Lake, a heavy volume of water is forced down into
it, and during its course from the lake to its confluence with
the Yenisei, it is full of falls and rapids, which can only be
passed with safety under the guidance of pilots of local skill and
knowledge.

The amenities of free life enjoyed by the peasants of Siberia have
produced the unmistakeable effect of, in some measure, eradicating
the impress of slavish degradation which centuries of servility
had stamped on the whole race of moujiks. The hereditary marks of
the yoke are still too plainly to be seen, and many generations
will probably pass from the scene before even the Siberian Russians
can claim to be really civilised. But it is a great thing to have
made such a good start on the road to improvement. The progress
made is not likely to be lost; each stage of advancement rather
becomes a guarantee for still greater, and more rapid progress in
the future. The feeling of independence has taken deep root in
the minds of these freemen, and it would be no longer possible
to enslave them, without causing a revolution. Their ideas have
been enlarged. Industry and economy are seen to have their full
reward. The security of life and property, and the liberation
from the arbitrary dictates of a superior will, give the people
encouragement to cultivate their talents in the full faith that
their labours shall not be in vain. Unlimited wealth is open to
all who have the energy to seek it. Great numbers of the Siberian
peasants have amassed fortunes already. Other tastes naturally flow
from worldly prosperity, and already among the merchants who have
enriched themselves from the ranks of the peasants, education is
beginning to attract attention. In due time mental culture will,
no doubt, spread downwards, and the distinction of classes, which
has so greatly retarded the progress of civilisation in Russia,
may gradually be smoothed away. The amalgamation of classes will
consolidate and strengthen the whole body politic, and should that
happy consummation ever be realised in Russia, Siberia will have
the honour of leading the way. The barriers that obstruct free
intercourse between the different strata of society are already
partially broken down, greatly to the advantage of all. For slavery
or serfdom exercises a demoralising influence on masters and slaves
alike. The institution in Russia crushed the energy of life out
of the serfs, and almost destroyed their thinking faculties--so
much so that centuries of freedom may be inadequate to enable the
emancipated to rise to their proper level of intelligence.

While the serfs were thus degraded and kept down to a position
but little superior to that of domestic animals, their masters,
having no community of feeling with them, were actuated by the
single motive of extorting the maximum revenues out of their
human property. The cares of management devolved on the serfs,
and the masters, being for the most part almost as much as the
serfs shut out from their legitimate share in public affairs,
abandoned themselves to extravagant pleasures and dissipation, or to
mischievous intrigues. Without any healthy occupation for body or
mind, a highly artificial mode of life developed itself in the ranks
of the wealthy serf-proprietors, the sole refuge from which was in
the military or civil appointments of the government. Practical
education was wanting in the great body of them, so that when their
source of revenue was taken away by the liberation of their serfs,
they broke down from the want of any resources within themselves by
which they might have maintained their standing in society, and even
have improved their pecuniary condition in other careers. There were
very many exceptions to this, but such was the necessary tendency of
the institution of serfdom, and such was the actual fate of those
proprietors who allowed their energy to be sapped by the unnatural
life to which they were born.

It was probably the growing prosperity of Siberia, and the marked
superiority of the condition of the population there, that induced
the government to emancipate the serfs of Russia proper. The
importance of this great measure can hardly be over-estimated, and
I doubt whether the Emperor Alexander II. has received the full
credit due to him for the enlightened liberality which dictated,
and the noble courage which carried into execution, this truly
magnificent conception. It is well known that the most determined
hostility of the great majority of the nobles was arrayed against
the measure, which, from their point of view, threatened to sweep
away at one blow their whole worldly wealth. The Emperor stood
almost alone, being supported by a small, and not overwise minority.
His life was several times in jeopardy. But he maintained his
purpose with singular pertinacity through three years of discussion
and deliberation, during which the ill-timed zeal of his supporters
raised serious difficulties in his way by trying to drive matters
too fast. At the end of three years the ukase was signed, and
in two years more twenty-three millions of male serfs, with the
corresponding number of females, were set free. Whether we consider
the vast numbers of men and women whose destiny was involved, the
radical character of the change effected, the formidable opposition
which had to be borne down, or the germs of expansion which it
implanted into the Russian people, moulding the whole future history
of the nation, this act of the Emperor of Russia stands unrivalled
as a measure of reform in the history of the world. Many other
reforms have been introduced during the present reign, but the
emancipation of the serfs is an achievement in itself worthy of a
lifetime.

Peter the Great did much to promote the progress of the material
prosperity of his country, and considering the barbarous character
of his education, and of the age in which he lived, more than
established his claim to the title of _Great_. Catharine made
her reign "glorious;" Nicholas made his name terrible; but to
Alexander II. belongs the immortal honour of liberating his people
from slavery. The full results of this great work will only be
manifested in future ages. The serfs have now, as it were, been
born to political life--their education is but beginning. With
freedom, industry will grow; the comforts of life will be enjoyed;
intelligence will spread, and higher aspirations will be infused
into the servile millions. In course of time the Russian population
will be capable of exercising the rights of freemen, and the day may
come when even the despotism of the government may yield something
to the claims of the people for representation. Already a change for
the better is observable among the liberated serfs. Each had a piece
of land allotted to him, varying from eight to twenty acres, with
the right to farm or purchase more. Residents in Russia have noted
an increase in the productiveness of many parts of the country, in
consequence of the improved system of agriculture that has been
initiated since every man began to grow his own crops, instead of
slaving his life away for behoof of a master whom he seldom saw,
and who took little interest in the management of his property.
Even the character of the people is already sensibly ameliorated.
They show more self-reliance and self-respect than formerly, and
their increased industry is implied in the greater production of the
country.

The effect of the emancipation on the nobles has been various. The
spendthrift portion of them have been ruined by it, as also those
who had not the ability, foresight, or resolution to take timely
measures to meet the consequences of the social revolution. Others
lost heavily, to the extent of half or two-thirds of their incomes;
but, facing the emergency in a practical spirit, they betook
themselves to useful employments, with a view to improving their
circumstances; and many of these have regained by such means all
that they had lost. The more prudent and economical proprietors,
who devoted themselves to the improvement of their estates, and
were fully prepared for the change, have been positively gainers
by the movement; for, besides making more out of their property by
efficient management and free labour than they could extort from
their serfs, they have the indemnity paid by government to the
credit side of their accounts.

The highly exasperated feelings displayed by the majority in the
first instance cooled down considerably during the five years
which elapsed between the first notice of the intended reform
and the actual consummation of it. The Russians are tolerably
well accustomed to arbitrary measures, and their feelings are not
naturally very deep. But the nobles were still far from being
satisfied, and the mutterings of general discontent that were
heard long after the inauguration of the new regime, continued to
be a cause of anxiety to the Emperor. The dissatisfaction of the
nobles was fed from various causes apart from the serf question.
A pretty general reform of abuses was instituted about the same
period. Many time-honoured privileges and monopolies were invaded,
to the prejudice of those who were battening on the spoils of
office. Matters continued in a critical state until the perpetration
of the infamous deeds of incendiarism which preceded the Polish
insurrection. These occurrences brought all the best part of the
population to the side of the government, and restored the wavering
loyalty of the nobles and military officers; and the malcontents,
whose nefarious gains in public offices of trust and otherwise were
put an end to, were fain to sink their grievances in oblivion.




CHAPTER XXI.

KAZAN--POLISH EXILES.


We passed through a great deal of bare, flat and uninteresting
country on the road to Kazan. The ground being covered with
snow, we could not judge of the soil, but farming villages were
tolerably numerous, and a fair amount of population seemed to find
a subsistence there. Oaks, of which we saw none on the Siberian
side of the Ural range, now began to appear. The birch trees grow
straight and tall, and pines were less conspicuous in the woods.

The number of Polish prisoners we found on the road threatened
seriously to impede our march. We had met them occasionally in
Siberia, but between Perm and Kazan we encountered companies of
them on the way, and at almost every station. The resources of the
posting establishment were severely taxed to provide horses for so
many travellers at once, and we had frequently to wait till the
Poles were gone, and then take the tired horses they had brought
from the last station. The Poles travelled in the same manner as we
did, in large sledges containing three or four people, sometimes
more. Those who could not be accommodated with sledges had carts, or
_telegas_, which were more or less crowded. None of them travelled
a-foot. All were well clothed in furs. On the whole I was surprised
to find such a number of people travelling with so much comfort.
When we met a party of them in a post-station we were very short of
room, unless when we happened to be there first. Then the cooking
establishment was entirely monopolised by the exiles when it pleased
the officer in charge to dine them. On such occasions we postponed
our repast to the next station. The prisoners are invariably treated
with kindness and consideration by the officer in charge and by
the _gensdarmes_. They are under close surveillance, but I did not
see any of the prisoners in irons, though I was informed that some
of them were so. I remember one fat, jolly fellow in charge of one
of the detachments of prisoners. He was a captain in the army, and
had hard work to console himself in his forlorn situation. He did
not at all like the service he was engaged in; indeed he seemed to
feel his banishment to Siberia more than the exiles themselves.
He envied our destination homewards, and took occasion to bemoan
himself a little. "Ah! you are happy," said he; "in a few days
you will be in Moscow, but I, poor devil, must go to Tobolsk with
_gensdarmes_"--accompanied by an expressive shrug of the shoulders,
and downcasting of the eyes. He made companions of some of the
prisoners; one in particular he seemed to be on cordial terms with.
The officer told us this prisoner had held a commission under
Garibaldi, and had been lately captured leading a band in Poland.
He was a handsome young fellow, with a wild look in his eye. As
for the rest of the prisoners, there was nothing remarkable about
them. They ate well and talked loudly; the din of their voices at a
post-station was intolerable. They joked and laughed a great deal,
by way of keeping their spirits up I suppose; but no indication
whatever was given that they were exiles undergoing the process of
banishment. If one might judge from appearances, I should say they
rather liked it.

On the 24th of November, late at night, we reached Kazan, a fine old
town, the name of which is closely bound up with the ancient history
of Russia. I found a letter waiting me at the post-office there,
in answer to my telegram from Kolyvan, which was a comfort. How I
got into the post-office at eleven o'clock at night, and how the men
happened to be there in their places at that hour, I was not very
clear about. But it was explained that two posts were then expected,
one from the east and one from the west, and that when I hammered at
the door they thought it was at least one of them. Arriving in Kazan
very late, we took up our quarters for the night at the station
hotel, where we were half suffocated as usual by the close fusty
atmosphere of a room kept up to + 16 deg. Reaumur (68 deg. Fahrenheit), no
air being ever allowed to enter.

In the morning we began to hear ominous warnings about the Volga.
The ice was coming down in big lumps, and our sledge could not
be got across--so we were informed. It was seven versts from the
station to the ferry. We might drive there and see for ourselves,
but then it would have been excessively disagreeable to have to
return defeated. We consulted a Russian gentleman to whom we had
a letter of introduction, but no comfort was to be got from him.
The state of the river was as bad as it could be, and he strongly
advised us not to leave Kazan until the Volga was hard frozen. The
voice of the tempter had been saying "wait, wait," at every point
of our journey from Kiachta to Kazan, but as we had not listened
before, we were not likely to do it now, when so near the end of
our journey. I could not help remarking how singularly we had been
baulked by contumacious rivers during the two months that had passed
since we encountered the Tolla in Mongolia. They were always just
in the impassable crisis when we happened to reach them, and last
of all the Volga gave us trouble, a river that we never reckoned on
crossing at all. A little earlier we should have passed up the river
in a steamboat. A little later we should have driven up the Volga on
the ice, for that is an almost direct road to Nijni-Novgorod. But
of course we hit the wrong time, just betwixt and between. The river
must however be crossed if we would proceed.

An offer of twenty roubles being made for the sledge, we sold it
to the post-master. It was he who persuaded us that we could not
take it further, and of course we thought ourselves "done" in
consequence. We got our traps stowed in two post-chaises and drove
towards the ferry on the Volga. In leaving the main town of Kazan
we crossed over a causeway, or embanked road, through a marsh which
connects the town with a kind of suburb. The view of Kazan from the
other side of the swamp is very fine. It is built on high ground,
and its spires and domes show to great advantage from a distance.
In the summer season, when tree leaves and green grass are out,
the environs of Kazan must be very pleasing to the eye; for even
in November, when the country was one great snowy waste, bleak and
cheerless, the town looked really handsome. The best houses, as well
as public buildings, are built of brick, indeed a wooden house is
rather the exception there. Having crossed a flat tract of country,
we reached the Volga at a point about five miles from Kazan, and as
many above its confluence with the Kama. It is truly a noble river,
and the high banks enable one to get a sort of bird's-eye view of
the broad sheet of water. I should rather say a compound of water,
ice, and snow, for the surface of the river was covered with large
blocks of ice, loaded with snow, moving rapidly down the stream,
with a few open spots of clear water here and there. There was great
commotion at the ferry among moujiks, Cossacks, and Tartars. Several
boats were busy conveying passengers across, but they made slow
work of it. The men refused to start from either side until they
saw, or thought they saw, sufficient space clear to hold out some
hope of their being able to effect the passage. They would wait an
hour or more for a favourable opportunity to start, and even then
they were just as likely to be carried down by the driving ice as
to fetch the opposite landing. One boat was jammed in mid-channel
and borne down in a perfectly unmanageable condition for two or
three miles, until the moving icebergs voluntarily released her,
when she was got to land at a place where it was impossible to get
horses or sledges near, owing to the precipitous nature of the bank.
The model of these boats is beautifully adapted to this kind of
iceberg navigation. Their sides are cut away, so that a straight
line is drawn from the gunwale to the keel. A section of the boat is
represented by the letter V, but the angle formed by the two sides
is much greater than that in the usual form of that letter, so that
the boats are very flat. They may be nipped between two fields and
no damage be done, as there is nothing for the ice to get hold of.
Did the boats present a perpendicular side to the edge of it, they
could not escape destruction. We unfortunately had ample time to
make observations on the navigation of the Volga and other matters
that came under our notice, for we were compelled to kick our heels
about the whole day, without finding a boat disengaged. Long before
dark the men stopped work for the day, to make sure they would
not be caught in the dusk of the evening essaying a passage which
demanded all their wits in broad daylight. The first hour or two
passed pleasantly enough while we entertained ourselves watching
the process of a river freezing. A margin of thick ice had already
formed along the bank, strong enough to arrest the progress of the
"pack" in its downward course, when borne against the projecting
points. The floating ice-fields crashed with great impetuosity on
the fixed ice, were shattered by the shock, and, urged by the force
of the current, the fragments were piled up one above another in
huge chaotic masses. When left still for a short time the pile
congealed, and in a few hours was ready to serve as a barrier to
stop more of the pack and annex it to the mass. During that one day
the solid ice was extended six or eight feet, and with continued
frost a very few days would suffice to freeze over the whole river.

The military were in great force on the banks of the Volga, and
carried everything their own way, regardless of the interests of the
general public, as represented by the few civilians who presented
themselves as candidates for the middle passage. We had seen some of
the soldiery before this time, but they were so-called "Cossacks"
of the old type. Those we encountered at Kazan, and on the Volga,
were smartly set off with French military caps, and had really a
soldier-like bearing. The traditional grey over-coat was universal,
but there was enough of innovation in their get-up to mark the
recent improvement that has taken place in the Russian soldier. I
shall probably allude in the sequel to the army reforms introduced
into Russia during the present reign.

A good many Tartars were sprinkled among the crowd that infested
the landing-place at the Volga ferry. They usually wear a round fur
cap, somewhat different from that worn by the Russian moujik. Their
physiognomy is widely removed from the Sclavonic type. They have the
flat features of the Mongol races, but are not to be confounded with
any of them.

The ferry-boats were engaged the whole day in conveying Polish
exiles across the river, bound for Siberia. It is a sad sight to
see so many people in captivity, and still more so to see a number
of women accompanying the exiles. It is quite common for the wives,
daughters, and mothers of the political convicts to follow their
relatives into Siberia. This is not discouraged by the Russian
government; on the contrary, every facility is granted to enable the
families to emigrate, and they have always the means of travelling
in company. The object of the government is to colonise Siberia, so
that the more people go there the better. Besides, the residence
of families in exile offers some guarantee against any attempt at
a return to their native country. Two old ladies I particularly
noticed coming out of a boat, accompanied by two soldiers. They were
both well dressed in black silk and warm fur cloaks. One of them was
extremely old, and unable to walk. She stooped a great deal, and
leaned on a crutch while standing on the ice. The other was also
very frail. We pitied these old creatures, exposed as they were
day after day in such inclement weather, compelled to undergo the
hardships and privations inseparable from all Russian and Siberian
travelling. They were treated with great kindness by the soldiers,
who lifted them carefully out of the boat, carried them to their
sledges, which were in waiting, and put them in as tenderly as if
they had been their own mothers. After carefully wrapping them up
with their furs, a Cossack got in beside each of the ladies, and
they drove off to Kazan. A girl who was with them was equally well
attended to by the officer in command of the party, who seemed to
consider the Polish maiden to be his especial charge.

Much has been said and written on this Polish question, and an
unusual number of distorted and exaggerated statements have gained
currency in Europe on the subject. It is certain that neither the
oppressors nor the oppressed are to be implicitly trusted as regards
their veracity, and it is not easy, in consequence, to sift out the
bare unvarnished truth. But, leaving out of sight for a moment the
actual merits of the question, as between the Russian government and
the rebellious Poles, the fate of the exiles is by no means such a
hard one as is too commonly supposed. I have taken pains to inquire
into this, and the more I have heard about it from persons well able
to judge, the more have I been convinced that the Poles in Siberia
are very much better off than the average of those in Poland. The
Russians to a man condemn them, and justify their government in the
measures that have been adopted to put down the insurrection. But
their feelings of loyalty to the Emperor may possibly warp their
judgment. The foreign residents who have no such influence to sway
their opinions, may be considered impartial in the matter; and they,
on the whole, indorse the Russian views as regards the Poles. Those
English residents in Siberia with whom I have conversed, assert that
the Polish exiles enjoy a degree of peace, comfort, and prosperity,
that they were altogether strangers to in their own country. Wealth,
talent, industry, and education have the most ample scope in
Siberia, and are set free from those distractions which sap healthy
enterprise in a country torn with civil wars. I have already given
some hints of the position occupied by Russian political exiles
in Siberia, and I need not dwell on the subject now, further than
to say that the Poles are treated with still greater leniency and
consideration.

That the exiles are, on the whole, dissatisfied, there can be no
doubt. But the more sensible of them admit that their worldly
circumstances are improved by going to Siberia. Many of them are
pleased at the change, and would not willingly return home if it
were open to them to do so. So long as they remain in Poland,
they say, they are at the mercy of every band of malcontents,
who have nothing of their own to lose. In revolutionary times
they are constrained, in spite of themselves, to take part in the
proceedings, and to sacrifice their time, property, and everything
else to schemes of which they may strongly disapprove. They never
feel secure from the consequences of the folly of their hot-headed
countrymen. They have no heart to work, when they are liable,
at any moment, to be involved in ruin by the rashness of some
insurrectionary party. But Siberia offers an escape from all this
strife and endless conspiracy, and some of them hail with delight
the sentence that exiles them to a more congenial soil. No one,
indeed, who has observed, in an impartial manner, the conditions
of life in Siberia and Russia respectively, will be disposed to
doubt that the former is really the more attractive residence, and
although it is remarkable, it is not incredible, that many Poles
should deliberately prefer it to their own country.

As a precautionary measure, the Russian government has always
studied to scatter the exiles over Siberia, to prevent any
large communities of them from congregating in one place. The
governor-general of Western Siberia has the power of distributing
them as he may see fit. All the exiles are taken to Tobolsk as
a rendezvous, and are there told off to the various districts
they are destined to reside in. In their final distribution there
is great room for favouritism, as well as for the gratification
of malevolence on the part of the governor; some of the exiles
may be sent to the large towns, and others to wild, uninhabited
regions, and inhospitable climates. Oppression and cruelty have
doubtless been in former days practised on them, and may possibly
still, to some extent, exist. But, in the main, they are treated
kindly, both while travelling, and in their appointed residences.
Whatever sentence may have been awarded (speaking of criminals),
it is invariably mitigated in practice. The stigma of exile is no
bar to their well-doing in Siberia. Everything combines to make
their lives pleasant, except that one element of bitterness, the
ever-present consciousness that they are under the ban of the law,
and doomed never to return to their own unhappy country. That
one consideration is, no doubt, powerful enough, in ardent and
sensitive minds, to neutralise all the elements of happiness that
their banishment affords; but time mellows it down to a vague,
latent feeling of oppression, and sympathy with those of their
countrymen who may still be engaged in the hopeless struggle for
independence. Those of the exiles who have sense enough to accept
their lot in a philosophical spirit, and do not weary their lives
out in chafing under their fate, have comparatively little cause
for dissatisfaction. The object of the Russian government is not so
much to punish the insurgents, as to colonise Siberia with people of
education and intelligence. Attempts to escape are punished with the
utmost severity; but these attempts are rare.

Mrs. Atkinson relates a story of a Pole who was caught in a
desperate effort to return to Europe, and sent to the mines. The
same is still the stock-story served up for the entertainment of
travellers, the ten years or more that have elapsed not having
apparently supplied another instance.

There cannot be much difference of opinion on the question of
the spoliation of Poland by the three great powers. Although the
vices inherent in the Polish constitution rendered the subjugation
of the country by its powerful neighbours almost inevitable,
nothing can justify the unscrupulous proceedings of Russia and her
two satellites in seizing it. But in the immediate causes that
prompted the recent insurrection, and the measures adopted by the
Russian government to quell it, the Poles have perhaps received
more sympathy, and the Russians more odium, than they deserved.
It is certain that the Emperor was liberally disposed towards the
Poles; but they aspired, not to greater liberty, but to absolute
independence of Russia. As was well shown by the correspondent of
the "Times," no reform, however radical, would conciliate them while
they were connected with Russia, and the easy rule of Alexander II.
was the very thing that enabled the Poles to rebel, which, under the
iron hand of Nicholas, was impossible.

It is, doubtless, a legitimate grievance that a highly cultured
people, as the Poles are, should be governed by semi-barbarous
Russians; but, on the other hand, the superior intelligence of the
Poles found its full value in Russia. They were rapidly gaining
posts of trust and emolument in the imperial service, and I have
heard it said, by a person eminently qualified to judge, that if
they had but postponed their insurrection for ten years, they would
then have had no cause to rebel, because by that time they would
have virtually governed Russia as much as Russia governs Poland. If
the Poles had possessed the practical philosophy of the Chinese,
they might have overcome their conquerors by a process somewhat
analogous to that by which the latter people have successively
out-civilised the various Tartar powers, and overrun their
territories. But they cast to the winds their opportunities, and
committed their destiny to the hazard of a desperate venture, in
which success was, humanly speaking, impossible. The only result,
indeed, that could reasonably have been expected from this fatal
enterprise was that the old relations between the two countries
should be replaced on the footing of a rigorous despotism on the one
hand, and absolute subjection on the other.

Without attempting to extenuate the severities, often arbitrary,
and cruelly unjust, that have been practised on the Poles by the
Russian officials in the later stages of the insurrection, due
allowance should be made for the exaggerations inseparable from
one-sided accounts, especially in times of great excitement. And
it is reasonable that their fair share of responsibility for the
blood that has been needlessly shed, should be borne by the leaders
of the movement, who with suicidal rashness plunged their country
into a war, which a little calm reflection might have shown them was
hopeless from the beginning.

It is well also to note that, since the rebellion has been finally
put down, the Russian government has evinced no vindictive feeling
towards the subjugated Poles; but, on the contrary, has set itself
to improve their condition by the establishment of many liberal
measures, social and educational, the progress of which was
interrupted by the outbreak of the insurrection.

But supposing even that the insurrection had been successful, what
substantial advantage would have accrued to Poland? A return to the
conditions existing before the partition, the hostile factions and
the confederations more tyrannical even than Russia, would not have
been a great improvement. And Poland would then have been a small,
weak, and poor kingdom, surrounded by three powerful enemies, who
would never want a _casus belli_. How long would the kingdom have
been likely to maintain its existence under such conditions?




CHAPTER XXII.

KAZAN TO PETERSBURG.


When, far on in the afternoon, we saw no prospect of effecting a
crossing of the Volga that day, we were glad to pack our traps into
the first sledge that offered, and make our way back to Kazan. We
were not the only disappointed ones, but the other westward-bound
travellers, having more practical knowledge than ourselves, took the
precaution to drive down in a town sledge, without their baggage,
to reconnoitre the ferry. With our bulky _impedimenta_, we were
in a condition eminently favourable for being victimised by the
rapacious rascals who repaired to the spot with horses and sledges,
attracted thither by the same instinct that brings the eagles to
the carcase. In the first instance, we had been charged the fare
for fourteen versts, for a stage that was acknowledged to be only
seven--no better reason being alleged for the charge than that it
was "necessary." The sledge had been sent back to the post-station,
after being discharged of our persons and appurtenances, and at
the end of the day we found ourselves at the mercy of a set of
wide-mouthed moujiks, with the most exalted ideas of the value of
their services.

The hotel "Ryazin," where we took up our quarters, had the
reputation of being one of the most fashionable in Kazan, as was
made apparent to us by the thick atmosphere of stale tobacco-smoke
that pervaded the long narrow corridors, and close pent-up rooms.
Deeming ourselves to have entered a country so far civilised that
we could get anything for money, and feeling greatly in need of
consolation under the defeat we had sustained, we mustered courage
to order a bottle of wine with our dinner. We had carefully eschewed
liquor at the hotels in Siberia, not expecting great things there,
and from a desire to discourage a taste which we should rarely
have the means of gratifying. In old Kazan we had more confidence,
and the classical names and aristocratic prices on the "wine card"
of the Ryazin gave promise of something good. But we were only
tantalised--the wine was not only of no recognisable species, but
positively nauseous. We did get good fresh butter, however, an
article, strange to say, scarce in Siberia, notwithstanding the
abundance of milk. It is worth notice that the Russians have but one
word, _maslo_, to signify butter, cart-grease, and oil in general.
Can it be possible that the confusion of ideas frequently caused by
this circumstance has given rise to the exaggerated, but generally
believed, reports of the foul feeding of the Russians?

A diorama was being exhibited in a distant part of the huge building
of the hotel. The pictures were mostly copies of originals in the
Hermitage at St. Petersburg, and their merits were extolled after
the usual fashion by the exhibitor in French and Russian. The
attendance was fair, but the entertainment very so-so. The only
impression I carried away was that the Russians of Kazan were easily
amused.

On the following morning we again proceeded to the Volga to try our
luck. The river had totally changed its appearance during the night.
The thick masses of conglomerated ice and snow had disappeared.
The open water had shifted from the right to the left bank, and
the middle of the river was covered with a thin sheet of new ice,
floating downwards. A boat was soon loaded by ourselves and a
few other passengers, and half-a-dozen lusty moujiks tracked us
slowly up the stream by means of a rope. Sometimes a towing path
on the high bank was used, and sometimes a path was extemporised
on the margin of solid ice, which in places was piled up in high
sharp peaks that entangled the towing-rope. The master of the boat
urged on his team, familiarly addressing them as "dogs," which
I am bound in charity to consider as a term of endearment, when
applied to Russian moujiks. When we had gained a position whence
we could cross the river easily, the crew was brought on board,
and the boat launched into mid-stream. The thin ice was easily
broken up by poles and boat-hooks, and no great difficulty was
experienced in effecting this passage. The Russian ferrymen have a
very inconvenient habit of stopping to cross themselves, and mutter
invocations to the saints while in the most critical situation.
They do this sometimes at starting, but invariably when in the
middle of the river. I frequently felt that we were put in peril
by this ultra-superstitious practice, for often at the moment when
the greatest care is needed to pilot the boat through treacherous
ice-fields, the whole crew lay down their oars, take off their hats,
and perform the ceremony. The Chinese sailors beat gongs and burn
joss paper to ensure good luck on their voyage, but they are too
sensible to endanger themselves by such superstitious observances,
and on the whole, show less confidence in supernatural aid than in
the appliances within their own control. "Prayer and provender never
hinder a journey," is an excellent maxim within reasonable limits,
but the practice of Russian ferrymen shows how the best of rules may
be abused.

A number of small steamers were frozen in on the right bank of the
Volga, as also a fleet of hulks elegantly fitted up with rooms
on deck. These were the floating steam-boat and other offices,
government offices, &c. In the season, when the navigation is open,
and passenger steamers, tugs, and barges are plying to and fro,
this part of the Volga must be a busy scene.

A sledge was sent for us at the farther side, and we were once
more _en route_. A tap-room, kept by a very low kind of Jew, is
conveniently situated near the ferry on the right bank. Here the
boatmen indulge themselves freely in liquor out of the proceeds of
the harvest they make while the ice is forming. We got slightly
warmed with tea in this house, but the publican objected to our
drinking our own brandy "on the premises." The law was on his side,
and we could say nothing, but the alternative of drinking the poison
which he was licensed to sell was too repulsive, even had our need
been greater than it was.

At Kazan and the Volga we observed that the Russian _pourboire_
changed from _na vodku_ ("for brandy") to _na tsai_ ("for tea"), the
latter being the common expression in Russia proper, and the former
the current phrase in Siberia. Tea drinking is considered a matter
of superlative importance in Russia. When a cab is hired for the
day, the driver will ask for a quarter of an hour "to drink tea,"
and a little money on account to provide the means of doing so.
People repair at stated times to a _trakteer_, or tavern, in Moscow
and Petersburg to drink tea. After the opera, parties retire for the
same purpose. It does not follow that tea is always the beverage
patronised on these occasions. The tea drinking at midnight is more
likely to consist of caviar, ryabchick, and champagne.

Our road lay parallel with the general line of the Volga,
occasionally approaching near to some of the elbows of the river.
The country is flat and marshy, but well cultivated, and farming
villages are numerous. The villages and small towns are built
on raised ground, whether naturally or artificially raised, I
am uncertain. The most remarkable feature in the towns is the
extraordinary number of churches. In one very small place I counted
eight.

Oaks are abundant in the country between Kazan and Nijni-Novgorod,
and the beech trees grow to a good size, and in beautiful form. The
forest has been cleared away to make room for agriculture, and the
bare flat is only relieved by the clumps of gnarled oak and the fine
avenues of birch, which are planted in double rows on each side of
the post-road. In winter, they looked handsome in their nakedness,
and in the summer heats they will afford a grateful shade to
travellers on the road for some hundreds of miles.

The roads were bad; but habit had inured us to that. The postal
arrangements were, however, worse than anything we had experienced.
The reason was obvious. This part of the road being only used for
a few weeks, between the closing of the Volga navigation and the
complete freezing of the river, no provision is made for the comfort
of travellers in the way of covered conveyances. Having parted
with our own sledge, we travelled _peracladnoi_, that is, changing
at every station. No covered sledges could be procured for love
or money, but so long as we could use sledges, the discomfort was
not intolerable, although the snow became gradually scantier as
we advanced westward. On the 28th, however, the little snow that
remained melted, and some rain and sleet fell. Sledge-travelling was
discontinued, and we had to resort to the _telega_, simply an open
cart without any springs. For the whole day we did dreadful penance
in these lumbering vehicles, over the most atrocious roads that
can be imagined. Our progress was, of course, slow in the extreme,
and to complete the catalogue of our miseries, a heavy shower of
sleet fell, which soaked our furs and wraps to such an extent that
we could hardly bear their weight. In this pitiable condition we
reached the last station before Nijni at 10 o'clock at night. We had
resolved to pass the night there, and get our clothes dried before
morning, deeming further exposure to the cold dangerous to our
health. The surly brute of a postmaster, whom it was our misfortune
to meet, put his veto on our intentions. I shall never forget his
face, nor his blue coat and brass buttons. He was one of those
slaves, dressed in a little brief authority, whose sole experience
had been the iron heel of tyranny planted on his neck, and whose
one idea, when not licking the dust himself, was to make others do
so if possible. It is a necessary result of a slavish education in
some minds, that they cannot conceive of any other relation in life,
than that of oppressor and oppressed. For the honour of Russian
postmasters in general, I am glad to say that such specimens as
the jack-in-office at Kstavo are rare. He refused us a fire, or a
room, or any means of making ourselves decently comfortable, so
after shivering for an hour we determined to resume our journey to
Nijni. A hard frost had set in, accompanied by a keen wind that cut
us to the bone. The misery we suffered during the last stage of our
journey, was beyond all description. Never was I more grateful than
when we gained admission to the hotel "Russia" at Nijni-Novgorod, at
four o'clock next morning. Under the genial influence of a warm room
and a dry bed, our miseries were soon forgotten, and the horrible
experiences of the night dissolved into a dream that helped to
intensify present enjoyment. "Sweet is pleasure after pain." There
is no rest without labour, and happiness itself would be insipid
without a seasoning of misery. Life, to be really enjoyed, must be
chequered with light and shadow. The bright passages remain vivid in
the memory, while the darker shades fade into forgetfulness.

The time to see Nijni-Novgorod is during the great fair which is
held in July, and which attracts to the spot people of every race
and language. The Nijni fair is one of the great commercial events
in Russia. Goods are brought to it from vast distances, and as
much business is done there in a few days as in many months in the
larger cities. There are several other great fairs still held in
Russia, such as the one at Irbit, in the west of Siberia. They
are relics of an unsettled state of society, and will no doubt
gradually give way before modern civilisation. The enormous cost of
transport necessarily incurred in bringing merchandise to the fair,
and in carrying it away again to its destination, does not equal
the guild dues, and other charges, which the traders would have to
bear, in order to do the same business in Moscow or Petersburg. The
consuming population are, therefore, taxed out of all reason, with
no advantage to the merchants, or to the government revenue. One
merchant may, for example, take his wares from Moscow or Kiev to
the fair at Nijni, and sell them to another, who carries them back
to the point whence they were originally despatched, and the double
expense of carriage may still be less than the cost of transacting
the same business in the towns.[24] It cannot be that such a state of
affairs can long withstand the inevitable march of enlightenment.

  [24] "Russ. Shores of the Black Sea."--L. Oliphant.

We of course saw Nijni-Novgorod at a disadvantage. The town was
comparatively empty; the steam traffic which keeps the neighbourhood
alive during the summer was all over for the season, and the
rivers Volga and Oka looked deserted. The snow was melting fast,
and the streets were a mass of slush. This, with a leaden sky and
drizzling rain, rendered the town as miserable as can be imagined.
The Oka joins the Volga at Nijni, and the town is situated on a
high peninsula between the two rivers. The suburb in which the
great fair is held is opposite the town, on the other side of the
Oka, and there also is the terminus of the railway. At the time
we passed, there was but one train a day to Moscow. It started at
about four o'clock in the afternoon, and was calculated to arrive at
Moscow--three hundred miles--about six or seven next morning.

Our journey virtually terminated with our joining the railway, for
though still some 2500 miles from London, we had no more hardships
to look forward to, no toilsome days, or sleepless nights, no hard
fare, and no struggles with the elements. It was hard to realise
the superlative comfort of a railway carriage in our shaken and
shattered condition. It seemed too good to be true. The varied
incidents of our four months of travel crowded on the memory, and
we soon dropped into a delicious sleep amid confused visions of
drunken yemschiks, broken wheels, diabolical roads, icebergs, and
ferry-boats, with deserts and strings of camels dimly shadowed in
the back ground. In the grey of the morning, we found ourselves in
Moscow the Holy, and were soon comfortably settled in M. Billet's
hotel. Our progress towards civilised comfort culminated here,
and the luxury of bed and board at M. Billet's seemed a full
compensation for the miseries of the road.

To do justice to the delights of Moscow would require a higher
inspiration than I am blessed with, and all I could say about the
Kremlin, its palaces and churches, the theatres, operas, &c., has
been much better said already. The few days spent there seemed
very short. Should I ever be tempted to revisit the fine old
city, however, I hope the municipal council will have made some
arrangement for lighting the streets with gas. In this respect
they are sadly behind the age; and in a gay population like that
of Moscow, which lives mostly at night, it is surprising that
illumination has not before now been demanded by the popular voice.
The portable gas which is carted about the streets in hogsheads, is
a wretched makeshift. The sudden exhaustion of the supply of light
frequently causes a theatrical performance to be interrupted until
another hogshead of gas is procured; and during the interregnum
young Russia delights in electrifying the audience by yelling and
whistling, as if they would bring the house down.

A large building on the outskirts of Moscow was pointed out to us as
the foundling hospital, a great institution in Russia, one of whose
chief uses seems to be to rear ballet-girls, and most efficiently
does it perform its functions.

From Moscow to Petersburg by railway is a monotonous and
uninteresting journey, especially in winter. The country is flat
and bare; here and there a patch of winter wheat struggled through
the thin covering of snow, but the general aspect in the month of
December was that of a desert. The only town of note on the line is
Tver, on the Volga, where the railway crosses that river. In the
construction of the line, the convenience of the various small towns
has not been consulted. It was a purely imperial project to connect
Moscow with Petersburg. It is said that when the engineers, who were
engaged in the construction of the line, applied to the Emperor to
know what curves they should make so as to pass through the most
populous towns, he laid a ruler on the map, drew a straight line
from Petersburg to Moscow, and bade them follow it.

Railways, like all other public works in Russia, have been
constructed at enormous expense, from the peculations of the
officials who had to do with them. It is related of the Emperor
Nicholas, that when he had failed to impress certain Persian
ambassadors with the magnificence of his capital, he turned in
despair to Prince Menschikoff, and asked him whether there was
nothing that would astonish them. The prince suggested that they
might be shown the accounts of the Moscow railway.

We were not so favourably impressed with Petersburg, as a place of
residence, as we had been with Moscow. It is a magnificent city,
no doubt; its quays, bridges, "perspectives," palaces, and squares
present a faultless exterior, and leave an impression of grandeur
on the memory that makes other things small by comparison. But
the chill of officialism rests on the place; it was created out
of a swamp by the fiat of an emperor, and the imperial will is
all-pervading still; you cannot shake off the idea. Looking down
the "Nevsky," you take in at a glance miles of street laid out with
mathematical accuracy, and the effect is very striking; you admire
the magnificent Nicholas bridge that spans the Neva, a work that
made the fortune of others besides the architect; in short, you
admire everything separately and collectively about the capital, but
the reflection always crops up that this fine city and the glory
of it exists by the will of the emperor. Moscow is antiquated;
its streets are not so straight, nor so wide, nor so regular; its
buildings are not so imposing; but it is a natural and spontaneous
growth; there is a more homely and comfortable air about it than
Petersburg; and it was not built for the admiration of the world,
but because people wanted houses to live in. Petersburg lacks the
historical interest that invests the old capital, and it will be
long before it displaces the holy city in the affections of the
Russians, who one and all have a kind of superstitious reverence for
Moscow. The Czars also hold the old city in high esteem, and are
said to regard the Kremlin as the focus and ultimate asylum of their
power.

The season was late in Petersburg. Up to the middle of December the
little snow that fell melted. The temperature varied from a little
above to a little below the freezing point. Some days the Neva
brought down masses of floating ice from Lake Ladoga, and on other
days the river was quite clear. I fear the pork-butchers of the
interior were premature in sending in their supplies of frozen pigs,
for they seemed very likely to get thawed in the mild atmosphere
of Petersburg. The sky was constantly overcast, and the few hours
of daylight were consequently cut short at both ends. Everything
conspired to throw a gloom over the place, and the people were
longing for their snow roads and their sledges, their races and
games on the Neva, and the pleasures of their winter season. The
"Court" was at Tsarskoe-selo, writing despatches, while the Polish
insurrection, the proposed congress of Paris, and the financial
difficulties of the government, supplied food for gossip to all
circles in the city. The reply of the Emperor to the invitation of
his "good brother," as published in the _Journal_, excited universal
admiration. And as for the currency crisis, everyone had some
nostrum of his own which would infallibly put things right, but none
of them seemed to touch the essential point, the supply of bullion.

Great activity prevailed in the government dockyards, where a
number of iron-clads were being built. One of these building yards
was close to Miss Benson's, where I lived, and we got the full
benefit of the clanging of hammers, from a very early hour in the
morning, till the latest hour at night at which we happened to be
awake. I believe they worked day and night, as if busily preparing
for war. Some vessels had been hurried out of England unfinished,
and enormous quantities of iron-plating, and other materials, had
been imported from England for vessels to be constructed in Russia.
The yards we were shown through were all under the superintendence
of English firms, and Englishmen occupy responsible positions
in the admiralty. The number of iron-cased frigates in progress
at Petersburg and Kronstadt, is sufficient to account for the
abstraction of bullion from the government treasury in such amounts
as to derange the paper currency of the country.

But the financial disturbance is of some years' standing, although
it has gradually been getting worse. It dates from the Crimean war,
which drained the resources of Russia, both in men and treasure,
to an extent which the government has been reluctant to admit.
The difficulty was met at the time by the increased issue of
paper-money, which government has never been able to redeem. The
crisis was not much felt until the Polish insurrection again taxed
the energies of the government, while it was still languishing
under the effects of the Crimean war, and unprepared for this fresh
demand on its resources. This was probably the real reason why the
government was so slow to meet the emergency in Poland with adequate
means. More paper-money had to be issued, unrepresented by bullion,
and unconvertible. The paper currency became depreciated twelve to
fifteen per cent. below its ostensible value, and in the uncertainty
that prevailed as to the future, business was for a time brought
almost to a stand. All the financiers of Russia have been labouring
to restore the equilibrium, but as yet their best laid schemes have
failed, for none of them has discovered the means of replenishing
the bank treasury.

The most casual observer cannot fail to mark the respect in which
all classes in Russia hold the Emperor. In the most distant
provinces, indeed, the peasants regard the Czar as a kind of
demi-god who, if he could only be informed of their grievances,
would set all to rights. But in Petersburg, where his majesty may
be seen any day in the street, divested of ethereal attributes,
the people love him. The contrast between the reign of the
present emperor and that of his father is very striking. Formerly
the interests of agriculture, manufactures, and commerce were
sacrificed to the ambitious schemes of the Czar. The military
glory of the empire, and the imperial projects of aggrandisement
absorbed the energies of government; and to promote these ends the
substance of the country was wasted. That is all changed now. The
Emperor Alexander II. from the time of his accession has devoted
his energies to the amelioration of the condition of the people,
to the encouragement of native industry, to the economising of
the national resources, and to promoting the efficiency of the
executive. Reforms have been set on foot in all departments of the
state,--military, legislative, financial, and social. Success has
attended many of these new measures; many are still in progress;
but the great work is only begun. It is an important step gained,
however, that the government has become alive to the need of
administrative reform, and if the life of the present monarch be
spared to the age of his father, he will have left his country a
century in advance of where he found it.

The Russian soldier is now smart and well equipped, well armed,
well fed, and well treated. Military discipline has been greatly
improved, and the men have now to go through regular courses of
gymnastics. The army is undergoing a transformation. Recruiting is
more regular. The term of service has been reduced to fifteen years,
but practically it is much less. The soldiers begin to look like
civilised beings, and to acquire self-respect.

Important reforms in the legislature of Russia have also been
introduced. The term of penal servitude has been greatly reduced.
A project of law-reform which will include trial by jury is under
deliberation. This, if carried, will be a startling innovation in
Russia; and will no doubt be the precursor of many other popular
measures.

A budget is now published yearly, which, though it is not of much
practical utility, is nevertheless in some sort a recognition of the
political rights of the people.

The police, customs, and the navy are all being subjected to
improvements more or less important; in short, the spirit of reform
has been so active, that its influence pervades every institution,
except perhaps the Church. Some evils have necessarily attended
the recent changes. For example, the abolition of the brandy farm,
and the substitution of a system of excise, by reducing the cost,
has increased the consumption of spirits among the peasantry. The
fatal consequences of excess threatened to be alarming in some
parts of the country, and I heard great complaints in Siberia of the
increase of drunkenness. But as a financial measure it has been very
successful. The excise duty on spirits in 1863 gave the government
117,000,000 silver (_i.e._, paper) roubles, which is more than
one-third of its gross annual revenue.

The revenues of the Russian government are still susceptible of
great development. The system of corruption that prevailed so
long that it had become almost respectable, has been attacked,
but it must be rooted up before the government can reap the full
harvest of its own financial resources. This is not a matter of
easy accomplishment, however, as the men from whom the Emperor is
entitled to look for support are themselves directly interested in
the continuance of the old system of universal peculation. The vast
extent of territory also over which the government executive is
diffused, adds greatly to the difficulty of the radical reform of
time-honoured abuses.

No annoyance of any kind, either about passports or luggage was
experienced by us in arriving at, or departing from Petersburg; but
the pleasantest impression the Czarish capital left on my mind was
that of the kindness and hospitality of my own countrymen, and of
all others whom I happened to meet there.




CHAPTER XXIII.

RUSSIA AND CHINA.


One cannot travel for four months through the two largest empires
in the world, without reflecting on the analogies and contrasts
which they mutually present, and trying to figure out the causes
which have been working such different results in each, since they
first became acquainted with one another. Analogies in the manners,
customs, and modes of thought of the two races are constantly
turning up; and their resemblance to the Chinese has become a
proverb among the Russians themselves.

Both empires were subjugated in the thirteenth century by the
Mongol-Tartar hordes under the descendants of Genghis; and
both succeeded in expelling the invaders from their respective
territories.

From that time the histories of Russia and China have been closely
interwoven; their frontiers have been gradually approaching each
other, as Russia extended her conquests eastward, and China
westward; and for the last two hundred years the advancing wave of
Russian aggression has impinged on the whole northern line of the
outlying deserts and wildernesses which own the sway of China.

The triumphal advance of the Russians over the aboriginal tribes
of Siberia was checked when it came in contact with the superior
civilisation and higher military organisation of the Chinese;
and, after a five years' war, China was in a position to impose
conditions on Russia, which was done by the treaty of Nerchinsk,
1689. But the Russian schemes have never been abandoned. With the
patience of the Asiatic, combined with the determination of the
European, Russia has contested the frontiers of China with slow
and fluctuating, but ultimately certain, success. Sometimes by
force of arms, sometimes by diplomatic craft, by every device that
cunning could suggest, Russia has made good her progress in Chinese
territory from point to point, until the last grand _coup_ of
General Ignatieff in 1860 crowned all her endeavours with success.
By making dexterous use of the victory of the Anglo-French troops
at Peking, he, with a stroke of the pen, transferred to Russia the
whole coast of Manchu-Tartary, from the mouth of the Amur river to
the frontier of Corea.

When China first encountered Russia in the debates about the
frontier, every advantage was on the side of the former. China was
in the position of a powerful, wealthy, populous, and civilised
nation, dealing with barbarians. If men were wanted, the warlike
Manchus were ready at call. If money was wanted, the resources
of China, with her vast producing population, were immeasurably
superior to those of Russia, and perhaps to any country in the world
at that time. The Chinese were acting on the defensive, and near
home. The government was vigorous and intelligent, and naturally
confident of its own superiority. The Russian people were, on the
other hand, ignorant, servile, and degraded. Their government was
not much better; and their military resources could only be drawn
from vast, thinly peopled, unproductive steppes.

Peter the Great infused new life into Russia by the energy of his
own character, and the judicious encouragement of foreigners, by
which means he tried to graft civilisation on his unpromising stock.
Amid his varied cares he did not forget his supposed interests in
the far east; but both he and his successors found China too hard
a nut to crack. The Manchu emperors had consolidated their power in
China, and from the days of Kanghi, who drove the Russians from the
districts they had occupied on the Amoor in 1688, till the early
part of the present century, China was strong and prosperous. The
Czars could do no more than send embassies, chiefly charged with
mercantile questions, to the "Khan of Khans," at Peking.

The Russian ambassadors were treated as suppliants at Peking; their
reception was such as was accorded to the missions from subject
states--in Chinese phrase, "tribute bearers."

But Russia was all the while making rapid strides in her own
internal progress; foreign inventions, and foreign enterprise, were
largely subsidised, and Russia became a great military power.

The passion for aggrandisement was strongly developed in Peter, in
Catherine II., and in Nicholas; but still Russia could only knock
at the gates of China by means of peaceful missions, and China
could still afford to be supercilious. But while Russia progressed,
China at the best was stationary; and, since the first English war
in 1839-41, the germ of decay which the effeminate luxury of the
Chinese court had implanted into the Manchu dynasty, born in a
hardier climate, has rapidly spread over the whole complex machine
of Chinese government.

The degenerate Manchu emperors, forgetting the wisdom of their
fathers, abandoned themselves to flatterers, discontinued the manly
sports to which their predecessors attached so much importance,
neglected the affairs of government, and wallowed in sensuality.

The last emperor, Hienfung, died almost in the prime of life of the
grossest debauchery. A wide-spread corruption was the natural result
of the demoralisation of the court, and injustice and oppression
pressed heavily on the people. Brigandage on a gigantic scale
appeared, and soon wasted the fairest provinces of China, running
riot for ten years almost unchecked by the imbeciles who ruled at
the capital and in the provinces. The whole fabric was ready to fall
to pieces, and only waited for some determined will to take the
reins out of the hands that were no longer able to hold them.

Up to the last, however, the self-blinded rulers of China refused to
believe in their vulnerability, until the fatal delusion was rudely
dissipated by the capture of Peking itself by the Anglo-French
forces in 1860.

The empire lay prostrate at the feet of her conquerors, whose
moderation in the hour of victory was the marvel of the vanquished.
But China's extremity was Russia's opportunity; and the subtlety of
Russian diplomacy was never exhibited to greater advantage than on
this occasion.

The Russian minister had affected warm friendship to the Chinese
government in its troubles, and volunteered indirect assistance to
it in the impending struggle with the foreigner. But the moment
he saw the Chinese government at its wits' end, he swooped down
on it with unscrupulous demands, which included the cession to
Russia of the whole sea-coast of Manchuria, and the large tract
of country from the Usuri and Amoor rivers to the Sea of Japan.
The Chinese were in no condition to demur, and to aid them in
coming to a conclusion, they were gently told that in the event of
non-compliance, the vengeance of the Czar would be more terrible
than the chastisement they were then smarting from. The treaty was
made, and Russia triumphed.

The substantial loss to China of the Manchurian forests was
inconsiderable; but the importance of the gain to Russia can hardly
be over-rated. Up to that time, Russia had possessed no harbours on
the Pacific that were not closed by ice for half the year. This
new accession of maritime territory gives to Russia many excellent
harbours, particularly towards its southern extremity, which are
open several months longer than the harbour of Nikolaefsk at the
mouth of the Amoor. The new harbours in Manchuria are moreover of
easier access, not only shortening the voyage from Europe or China
by some 600 or 700 miles, but affording great advantages over
Nikolaefsk in the simplicity of navigation.

The present helpless condition of China is in a great measure
owing to the contempt of military affairs which a long peace had
engendered. The Chinese people are eminently averse to fighting,
and consequently to all military matters. They have a proverb which
illustrates this:

            "Haou tih pu ta ting;
            Haou jin pu tso-ping."

    Of good iron you don't make a nail;
    Of a good man you don't make a soldier.

They are too intent on industrial pursuits to waste men, time,
or money in feeding armies. Hence they are at the mercy not only
of foreign armed powers, but of any band of native ruffians who
may organise a pillaging expedition. An enlightened and energetic
government, alive to the progress of other nations, would have
seen that an efficient standing army was not only compatible with
the prosperity of the country, but absolutely essential to its
existence; and would have made a military nation of the Chinese in
spite of their more peaceful proclivities.

But the government of China has for half a century been the reverse
of this. Blind and deluded, it has wrapped itself up in false
security, trusting to ancient prestige and adroitness in negotiation
to keep the wolf from the door, and has let the military element
slip through its fingers. The paper wall collapsed at the first
touch of the hostile foreigner. The government lost the respect
of its own people, and became more than ever a by-word among the
nations.

The ascendancy of Russia, on the other hand, is due directly
to her military organisation. Her frequent struggles in Europe
compelled her to look well to her armies; and the ambition of
universal dominion, deeply rooted in the Russian autocrats from
Peter downwards, and probably even long before Peter's time, was
a powerful stimulant to military enterprise. The constant wars of
aggression in Asia gave employment to large armies, wasted them, and
called for continual drafts of new troops. Everything combined to
make Russia a great military nation. The absolute despotism of the
Czars, allied to projects of vast ambition, was eminently favourable
to such a result. This very despotism and lust of conquest probably
grew up under the all-pervading influence of the Mongols. Genghis
bequeathed to his successors the sovereignty of the world, just as
Peter the Great did five centuries later. The Mongol khans taught
the Russian princes how to oppress the people. The extortion which
these vassals practised under the sanction of the dreaded Mongol
name, inured the rulers to tyranny, and the people to submission.
When the invaders were expelled, therefore, it was natural that the
arbitrary habits of the Russian princes should be retained. It was
also a natural reaction of ideas for the Russians, when their time
came, to turn the tables on their late conquerors. They had seen
Tartar hordes, moved by one strong will, overrun Asia, and rule a
large portion of Europe. Why should not emancipated Russia issue
forth from Europe and subjugate Asia? But whencesoever the idea of
the conquest of Asia had its origin, the history of Russia for the
last two centuries shows how persistently it has been followed up
through each successive reign, and how remarkably it has ruled the
policy of the Czars from Peter to Nicholas.

It was no small advantage to Russia, considered as an Asiatic
nation, and not the least barbarous among them, to live on the
confines of European civilisation. The Czars have been wise enough
to avail themselves of the advanced knowledge, and the energy to
apply it, which their European neighbours possessed. They cannot be
said to have civilised Russia by this fusion of foreign materials,
but they have certainly succeeded in making her a powerful nation.
It is not probable that the Russian government could ever have held
its head so high in the counsels of Europe without this extraneous
aid; and although they might, from their native resources, have
overcome the nomad tribes of the Asiatic steppes, they could hardly
have been in a position to dictate terms to China.

The Chinese government has had similar opportunities of using
foreign science, and mechanical and other inventions, though in a
less degree. But it has, till lately, despised and rejected them,
and has paid dearly for its mistake.

In one respect the two empires greatly resemble each other, and
that is in the general venality of their officials, high and low.
The fact is recognised, to a certain extent, by the governments,
and being probably considered irremediable, they seem to make the
best of it by placing men in responsible positions, with salaries
ludicrously inadequate to provide for the ordinary necessities of
life. This has proved one potent cause of the decline of China.

In Russia the vigour of the government has risen superior to the
evil. Official dishonesty may have done incalculable injury to the
prosperity of the country, but the will of the Czars makes its
voice heard to the remotest corner of their unwieldy empire. The
provincial officers have great latitude for defeating the ends
of justice and good government from sordid motives, and, in a
general way, the government will not scrutinise their conduct very
closely. But nothing is allowed to obstruct the execution of an
ukase from Petersburg, and the government is, on the whole, well
served. Everything in Russia has been made subservient to the glory
of the Czars and the military status of the country, and every
consideration is sacrificed to the furtherance of that one object.

It cannot be denied that the warlike and aggressive policy of
Russia has been productive of much good. The hidden wealth of
desert regions has been to some extent at least developed, and
highways of commerce have been opened up through forests peopled
with wild animals and their hunters. The plough has been driven
over old battle-fields, and populations have been settled where all
was desolation before. These, and such like, have been the good
results which may be considered as a set-off against the evils of
war. How different have been the issues of the infatuated "peace at
any price" policy of China, where fertile plains are being daily
converted into battle-fields!

These, however, are but some of the external or accidental
circumstances which have modified the characters of the two empires,
and variously influenced their destinies. The essential causes of
the progress of Russia and the decadence of China lie much deeper.
Some people would tell us that Russia is in the young, vigorous and
growing stage of its national life, just emerging from barbarism,
when every step must be towards improvement, because, from their
low starting point, deterioration would be impossible; while China,
on the contrary, has long since reached maturity, has outlived the
natural term of national existence; its industries, arts, learning,
social life, and all that constitutes civilisation, have reached a
point beyond which they cannot advance; that the zenith of its glory
has been passed; and that, in the natural course of things, the only
advance it can now make must be towards decay and dissolution.

But that theory of the decline of China does not hold good. The mass
of the people have not degenerated; they are as fresh and vigorous
as ever they were. It is the government only that has become old and
feeble; and a change of dynasty may yet restore to China the lustre
which legitimately belongs to so great a nation.

The indestructible vitality of Chinese institutions has preserved
the country unchanged through many revolutions. The high
civilisation of the people, and their earnestness in the pursuit of
peaceful industries, have enabled them to maintain their national
existence through more dynastic changes than, perhaps, any other
country or nation has experienced.

"La nation (chinoise)," says De Guignes, "s'est trouvee renfermee
dans des bornes naturelles et fortifiee, jusqu'a un certain point,
contre les etrangers. D'ailleurs ces etrangers ont toujours ete
barbares; ainsi lorsque quelquefois ils ont ete assez puissants
pour penetrer dans la Chine et pour s'emparer de cet empire,
l'attachement inviolable des Chinois a leurs anciens usages a force
les vainqueurs d'adopter les lois des vaincus. L'empire a change de
maitres sans changer de lois. Lorsqu'un jour les Tartares, qui le
possedent a present, seront chasses par une famille chinoise, il n'y
aura que le nom de Tartare d'aboli; le gouvernement sera toujours le
meme, et la nation se retrouvera dans l'etat ou elle etait il y a
deux mille ans."[25]

  [25] Hist. des Huns, tom. iii. p. 93.

The barbarian invaders had nothing to substitute for the
institutions of the Chinese, and they made no permanent impression
on the nation. So far from being able to grind down the people, the
result of their successive conquests has been rather to open up new
fields of enterprise to the industrious Chinese, who have gradually
appropriated to themselves the territories of their conquerors.
Thus the Manchu Tartars have been edged back into the forests by
the energetic Chinese colonists, have lost their influence, become
absorbed in many parts of their country, and are now almost extinct
as a nation.

The unprecedentedly long existence of the Chinese nation, of their
language and literature, their laws and their philosophy, has
naturally produced in the people a high veneration for antiquity.
Their geographical position isolated them from all the rest of the
world, excepting the rude nomads of Tartary. So, for many ages, they
saw no people equal to themselves in education and intelligence,
and no laws like their own. They were constrained to despise the
barbarism, even while they feared the power, of their neighbours
or their enemies. Their intercourse with the Romans was not
sufficiently close to give them much idea of the culture of that
people, and they judged of mankind at large by their experience
of the Tartars. It was therefore in the nature of things that an
overweening self-satisfaction should spring up among them, which
would ripen into arrogance. They came to think themselves _the_
nation, the "middle kingdom," the centre of the world, and to look
upon all foreign races as "outer barbarians." Whatever _we_ may
think of this national conceit now, there can be no question that,
up to a recent period, the Chinese were justified in their high
opinion of themselves, and their contempt for all other races,
languages and laws.

It is necessary to keep this in view, in order rightly to appreciate
the character of the Chinese. They are very generally supposed to
be so proud and bigoted that they cling with blind affection to the
traditions of the past, insensible to excellence of any kind that is
new, or of extraneous origin. But this notion of their character is
wide of the truth. As their own greatness comes from ancient times,
and they have passed the culminating point of their civilisation,
so their reason dictates to them reverence for the past, just as
their experience has taught them to despise everything external.

The intercourse between the Chinese and the civilised nations of
Europe has, in the first instance, brought out the weak side of
the Chinese character into prominent relief, and held it up to the
derision of the world; but as that intercourse has become more
intimate and thorough, it has afforded a rational explanation of
some apparently anomalous traits of character, and has produced
among those of the Chinese who have come within its influence,
modifications in their views of relative superiority. Ideas that
have grown with the growth of a people, through many ages, are not
likely to be eradicated in a day; but, if founded on reason, they
will yield to reason, when it has shown them to be erroneous; and
the adoption of new ideas is likely to be permanent in proportion to
the slow and gradual nature of the transition.

The Chinese first encountered modern Europeans in small numbers, and
in the outposts of their empire. They naturally applied to these
visitors the rules whereby they had from time immemorial been taught
to manage strangers or barbarians. The Western adventurers who
repaired to the shores of China were actuated by purely utilitarian
motives; and to promote their own objects they were not above
pandering to the arrogance of the Chinese. Had their policy been
different, indeed, they had but slight opportunities of exhibiting
their superiority in culture and civilisation; and their numbers
were too insignificant to have made any marked impression. The
result of the earlier intercourse between Europeans and Chinese
was, therefore, rather to confirm than destroy the self-esteem of
the latter, who continued to regard the new tribe as belonging to
the category of barbarians. The East India Company did its share in
perpetuating the Chinese conceit, by submitting to every indignity
that was offered to it for the sake of trade. The natural tendency
of this course of action, so soon as the controlling power of the
company was removed, was to bring on quarrels, the history of which
everyone knows. In these wars, which succeeded each other between
1839 and 1860, the superiority of European civilisation asserted
itself in China; the government was first compelled to acknowledge
the power of the foreigner, and it is now learning something of
the moral qualities of nations whom it had affected to regard as
beasts.[26] For the first time in their history, the Chinese came
into contact with a people superior to themselves. No precedent
could be found to guide them in the great emergency, and hence the
aggression of Europeans inevitably entailed disaster on China, which
experience alone could have enabled them to avoid. The ascendancy
of Europeans in China is now a fact accomplished and irrevocable,
accepted by the natives themselves, and therefore destined to
work important changes on the condition of the people and their
government.

  [26] soo-tung-po (a celebrated chinese classic author), says, "the e
  and the teih" (the former term being used to designate foreigners),
  "are like the brute creation, and cannot be governed by the same
  rules of government as those of the central nation. if liberal
  rules of government were applied to them, it would infallibly give
  rise to rebellious confusion. the ancient kings knew this well, and
  therefore ruled them without laws (or by misrule). this is therefore
  the most judicious mode of governing them."--_amherst's voyage;
  lindsay's report._

The people have been quick to appreciate the advantages which
foreign appliances offered to them in the conduct of their business.
For many years their merchants have been employing European vessels
in the coasting trade, induced by economy, despatch, and the
facilities for insurance thus secured. The extension of sea-board
opened to foreign enterprise by Lord Elgin's treaty, and the free
navigation of the great river Yangtsze-Kiang, have attracted a
large fleet of steamers to the coast and rivers of China. These
are chiefly employed, and in many instances owned, by natives. In
everything the Chinese have exhibited a remarkable freedom from
prejudice. They are much too practical to allow any freak of fancy
to influence them in matters in which they have a tangible interest.

The Chinese government also has shown, in the most emphatic manner,
the high value it sets on European aid, both in civil and military
affairs. The alacrity with which it has adopted the modern engines
of war at the dictation of foreigners in whom it had confidence,
proves conclusively that the conservative government of China
is not so wedded to its own traditions as to reject innovations
indiscriminately. It may be slow in coming to a conclusion, and is
naturally jealous of any reform which is imperfectly understood.
But it only wants convincing evidence of the utility of any
measure that may be suggested to ensure its adoption. And on those
occasions when the government may appear most reluctant to leave
the beaten track, there may be other motives for this besides
mere obstinacy. Its prestige is in peril; indeed, may be said to
be already to a great extent lost. The wholesale introduction of
foreign improvements would place the government at the mercy of its
foreign _employes_, and its existence as an active and responsible
power would be virtually destroyed. The attempt to amalgamate
foreign ideas of progress with ancient precedent and stagnation is
at best a hazardous experiment, if any value is to be attached to
the preservation of the integrity of the government. Great allowance
must therefore be made for the difficult position in which Chinese
statesmen find themselves. Reforms they know to be necessary; but
their duty is so to temper them that they may be adopted with the
least possible shock to indigenous institutions. And, even if they
foresee the ultimate collapse of these institutions, still their
prudence would lead them so to restrain the influx of new ideas,
that changes might not be too sudden or sweeping.

The Chinese nation is at present in a crisis of its history,
in which it is peculiarly susceptible of external influences;
and as its foreign relations become more and more consolidated,
these influences are brought to bear from various quarters and in
constantly increasing force. Great Britain having by far the largest
stake in the country, and the largest share of the responsibility
attaching to the necessary interference in its affairs, the state
and prospects of China demand from us a little more attention than
is usually bestowed upon them; for the destiny of that great empire,
and our own future interests, will be to some extent moulded by our
present policy.

The problem that is now being worked out in that country is one
of which history affords no clue to the solution. The nation has
been convulsed for fourteen years by a great insurrection. That is
nothing new to the Chinese; but the conditions are vastly altered.
According to precedent, some powerful Tartar or Chinese prince would
have appeared to aid the government in quelling the rebellion, and
then seat himself on the throne. Or the empire might have been
dismembered between two independent dynasties. Some such solution
may still be found, though it is not easy to see whence the movement
is to come. Were the other European powers out of the way, Russia
would be almost in a position to grasp at the sovereignty of China.
Had the crisis occurred a hundred years ago, and our interest in
the country been as great as it is now, China might have become a
second India. But none of these contingencies is now feasible. The
integrity of China, and the independence of its government, are
sufficiently hedged round by the jealousies of rival powers.

The cause of the insurrection, and the great difficulty in the way
of a settlement of Chinese affairs, and of the re-establishment of
order, lie in the utter prostration of the Imperial government.
This circumstance, which would have been the strength of the
insurrectionary party had they possessed the elements of cohesion or
administrative capacity, tends only to prolong the weary struggle.
The rebels have forfeited the respect of all classes, except the
most profligate, or the most ignorant. Their dynastic ambition has
been made a convenient battle-cry to cover their crimes. They have
no policy but devastation, and have neither the disposition nor the
ability to govern. Even if they succeeded in crushing the existing
government, they would still have to be subjugated in their turn
by some other power, before tranquillity could be restored to the
country.

The Imperial government has been at last awakened to the importance
of quelling the rebellion, which for many years was only trifled
with. The division of authority in the provinces prevented that
combined action which alone could have met the exigencies of
the situation. It was considered a great success, if a body of
insurgents was merely chased out of one province into another. The
efforts of the Imperial government were, and are still, constantly
nullified by the private interests of the provincial authorities.
That is one of the greatest abuses that their peculiar system of
government is liable to. The armies that are levied from time to
time to defend the provinces are mere local bands, under the control
of the governor or his deputies, over whose acts the Imperial
government has little or no check. If left entirely to itself, it is
doubtful whether the present government would ever have been able to
make head against the rebellion at all. What has been accomplished
towards that end has been mainly due to the moral support of foreign
powers, and the active services of European military officers. The
necessity of centralising the government more and more has been
made obvious to the Prince Regent. That is one of the reforms
most urgently needed to secure efficiency and economy in the
administration. The old system worked well enough in quiet times,
and as long as there was no disturbing element. But the extension
of foreign influence along the coast, and in the interior of the
country, is constantly stirring up questions of Imperial interest,
the inevitable result of which is to sink local customs, and to
place foreign relations at all the ports on one level. The embassies
at Peking have helped to bring all local and provincial questions
home to the Imperial government in a more direct manner than ever
was done before. The British minister, deeply impressed with the
advantages that must result to China from the centralisation of
the government, has striven by all legitimate means to promote
it. He has only been partially successful, it is true, and in his
despatches of June last he betrays disappointment at the result of
his efforts. But still a good deal has been done, and every day's
experience must teach the government the necessity of strengthening
its own authority, and of exercising a more direct and active
control over the provincial governors than heretofore.

The attitude of France and England towards the belligerents in
China is anomalous. Their principle at first was strict neutrality,
but the rapid extension of commercial intercourse has rendered
this course impracticable. The Imperial government has been tamed
into granting us a treaty advantageous to us, but much more so
to China herself. By this treaty several new ports of trade were
opened on the coast; access to Peking, and the residence of foreign
ministers there, were secured. But above all, the Yang-tsze-Kiang
was thrown open to foreign trade and navigation. That noble river
had been closed to commerce for about eight years. The rebellion
had devastated the country on both sides; the cities on its banks
were in ruins, and their populations dispersed or destroyed. From a
point five hundred miles from the sea, downwards, to Chin-Kiangfoo,
scarcely a sail was seen on that vast expanse of water. Such was
the state of things in 1861, when the navigation was opened to
foreigners. Now the muddy waters are ploughed by a large fleet of
steamers; the greatest activity prevails everywhere; cities are
being rapidly rebuilt, and populations are returning. The products
of the interior are freely interchanged with those of the sea-board,
and a new life has been imparted to great tracts of country. The
lion's share of this new trade has as usual fallen to the natives.
It is they who chiefly supply cargoes for the foreign steamers, and
native trading craft everywhere crowd the river.

These events brought us into contact with the rebels, who held,
and still hold, Nanking as their head-quarters. From that point
they commanded the river on both sides, and it became necessary
that the British authorities should make arrangements for the
protection of commerce. Amicable relations with them were attempted
to be established, but, as was natural, it soon appeared that
our interests clashed with the assumed rights of the insurgents,
and that our close alliance with the Imperial government was
incompatible with similar relations with its enemies. But the
programme which the Taepings announced touched us more nearly than
that. The conquests which they proposed to themselves included some
of the very ports which were then being opened on the river, an
event which would have nipped the root of that new development of
trade.

Our interest in China, as politicians are constantly telling us,
is purely commercial. But peace is essential to the prosperity
of commerce, and the present state of confusion and civil war is
inimical to it.

Early in 1862 the rebels menaced Shanghae in great force, drawing
a cordon of forts round the city, and cutting off the supplies
from the interior. Provisions rose to famine prices, and the vast
population of the city and suburbs was forced to undergo a siege.
Some years before that time circumstances had compelled the British
government to undertake the protection of the treaty-ports, and more
especially Shanghae, as being the most important of them, and the
most open to attack from the rebels, who held the whole country in
rear of it. But, in 1862, it became imperative to do more than that.
The little garrison placed there for the defence of the city, might
be kept under arms for months, or even years, ready to repel an
attack when the invaders should come within range of the city walls;
the population would live in a chronic state of panic, many of them
would leave (as they did); trade would be paralysed; the city and
foreign settlement would be a mere fortified camp, cut off from all
communication with the interior of the country.

In this crisis Sir James Hope, then naval commander-in-chief, came
to the front. That officer was well acquainted with the character of
the Taepings; he had had a great deal of communication with them,
and had tried every means in his power to induce them to change
their manners, so as to secure the respect of their countrymen and
of foreigners. He had also repeatedly warned them of the disastrous
consequences which would follow any demonstration on their part
against the consular ports, Shanghae in particular.

The state of affairs in Shanghae, in the beginning of 1862, made
it clear to Sir James Hope that the effective protection of the
city involved the necessity of such aggressive operations as would
clear the country in the immediate vicinity. Without waiting for
instructions, therefore, he assumed the responsibility of immediate
action, and commenced a campaign against the Taeping strongholds,
which extended over a space of nine months, and ended in the
dispersion of these marauders from that portion of country included
in a radius of thirty miles from Shanghae.

This is a practical illustration of what the policy of the British
government has been, and how it has from time to time submitted to
circumstances. At first we have the theoretical principle of strict
neutrality broadly asserted; then we are compelled to violate that
principle in our own defence; an emergency arises in which the
officers on the spot have to choose the alternative of an armed
protection of British property, necessarily including a portion
of the territories of the Imperial government, or the abandonment
of British interests to destruction. Our own government confirms
the decision of its officers--hence, first the ports themselves,
and then the arbitrary thirty-mile radius are placed under foreign
protection. At such a distance from the scene of operations,
amid such rapid changes in the posture of affairs, and with such
important interests at stake, it would be impossible for Downing
Street to frame a code of instructions for officers in China which
would apply to all possible contingencies, and impolitic to frame
them on the pattern of the laws of the Medes and Persians. The
abstract principle of non-intervention is very excellent in itself,
but to adhere to it when our own material interests are directly
assailed, would be pure infatuation. Expediency and self-interest
must, after all, be our rule in China as elsewhere.

Our government at home, and its officers abroad, have always had a
dread of complications in China, but much as they have studied to
steer clear of them, they have step by step been sucked in, and the
end is not yet.

The disturbances that have ruined so many of the richest districts
in China are incompatible with the free course of trade. We have,
therefore, a direct interest in the restoration of peace. The
present government of China is on friendly, and even confidential,
terms with us; it has shown great readiness to cement still closer
our mutual relations. It is, moreover, such as it is, and with all
its rottenness, the representative of order, and the rallying point
for whatever remains of patriotism in the country.

The insurgents, on the other hand, are hopelessly given up to their
propensities for desolation. If, therefore, peace is to be restored
to China at all, within the present generation, it can only be
by the subjugation of the insurgents, and the ascendancy of the
Imperial government. With this view Admiral Hope first supported
the American, Ward, a soldier of fortune, but a man of energy and
genius, who disciplined and led a Chinese force in the service of
the Imperial government. Following up the same line of policy,
men and material were subsequently lent to the force, and, after
Ward's death, a great number of her Majesty's officers and men were
permitted to join it, and the little army was placed under the
command of Captain (now Lieutenant-Colonel) Gordon of the Engineers.
Under that officer the force grew to be a formidable power. Its
career during the twelve months or so of Gordon's command was, with
one or two exceptions, a series of brilliant successes.

It can no longer be said that the Chinese do not make good soldiers.
Under leaders in whom they have confidence, they exhibit the highest
military qualities. Gordon was, perhaps, the first who taught
Chinese troops to overcome a repulse.

The result of Gordon's campaign has been to recover from the rebels
the whole of the province of Keangsoo, between the Grand Canal and
the sea. He has cut the Taeping rebellion in halves. The capture of
Soochow, last December, gave him the command of the Grand Canal, and
enabled him to interrupt communications thereby between the rebel
garrisons of Nanking and Hangchow. Leaving the latter point to be
acted on by the Franco-Chinese, who had Ningpo for their base,
Gordon followed the Grand Canal towards Nanking, and captured all
the cities that lay between. Nanking itself would probably have
fallen an easy prey to him, but at that juncture he was compelled
to resign his commission in the Chinese army. The service was,
from the first, distasteful to him, from the position he occupied
in relation to the Chinese officers with whom he had to act. The
treachery perpetrated by the foo-tai, or governor of the province,
at the capture of Soochow, in putting to death the rebel chiefs
who had surrendered to Gordon, disgusted him; and, failing to
obtain satisfaction from the government for this outrage on his own
good faith, he determined to quit the service. The Queen's order
in council which permitted him to serve the Emperor of China was
withdrawn, and the "ever victorious" army has been disbanded, with
what consequences the future will disclose.

It will be always a difficult thing for an officer with a high
sense of honour, and with proper self-respect, to serve the Chinese
government on its own terms, though it would be comparatively easy
for a military adventurer, who is less particular, to build up his
own fortunes in such a career. The system of management which places
the forces of the empire under the control of local authorities,
whose interests are frequently antagonistic to those of the nation
and the Imperial government, precludes foreign officers from
attaining their proper position. They are liable to be called upon
to participate in proceedings of which their humanity disapproves.
They have to listen to the constant complaints of disaffected troops
in arrears of pay. They never can calculate with certainty on next
month's supplies, and their men are always on the verge of mutiny.
The disbursements for troops are provided out of the provincial
treasuries, and hence the provincial authorities have a direct
interest in levying as small a number of men as possible, and in
doling out their pay in such measure only as may suffice to prevent
a general rising. The scheme of supplying the Chinese government
with a steam fleet failed for this, among other reasons, that
Captain Osborn declined to serve under any mere provincial authority.

Whether the Chinese government will now of itself be able to give
the _coup-de-grace_ to the Taepings, or whether, through the
incapacity and venality of local officials, anarchy will again
distress the newly-conquered districts, is a question of serious
import both to them and to us. The policy to be pursued by the
British government in China, in any emergency that may arise, will
demand honest consideration. It has been too much the fashion of
political agitators to treat the subject flippantly, and to make
the "China question" a parliamentary shuttle-cock. The general
indifference to the subject which prevails in and out of Parliament,
affords ample scope for misrepresentation, and some of the men to
whom the country looks for sound views are often guilty of hiding
their light under a bushel.

To go no further back than the last debate on China, as reported in
the "Times," June 1st, 1864, we there find ample illustration of the
fallacious arguments advanced by a certain class of politicians when
dealing with this subject. Mr. Bright is very solicitous to clear
his friends, who had preceded him in the debate, from the imputation
of party motives, that their statements may carry the more weight.
The disclaimer will naturally apply _a fortiori_ to himself. But
"_qui s'excuse s'accuse_." How does Mr. Bright treat those who
ventured to express opinions at variance with his own? An honourable
member, desirous of obtaining light on the question, sought for
it in the prosaic region of fact. Applying to the most authentic
sources within his reach, he had collected opinions from a number
of persons who had a practical knowledge of the country. These
various opinions were remarkably concurrent, but they did not suit
Mr. Bright's argument. He therefore considers them "uninteresting,"
and accounts for their unanimity by insinuating that the honourable
member had concocted them all himself!

The ponderous speech of Mr. Cobden is as remarkable for what it
omits as for what it contains. His object seemed to be to show,
first, that our commerce in China was not worth protecting at all;
and, secondly, that he had an infallible scheme of his own which
would secure the ends that the policy of the government had failed
in attaining. The facts he adduces in support of his argument are
judiciously selected; the inferences he draws from them are framed
to suit his foregone conclusions, but have no kind of reference to
the relation between one fact and another. Causes and effects are
blended in a fantastic medley, well calculated to throw dust in
the eyes of the unwary, but fatal to the elucidation of truth. Mr.
Cobden excludes from his view of the China trade the most important
part of it, selecting the smallest item--the direct exports from
this country--as a criterion of our commercial progress in China.
His deductions from such a partial view of facts must necessarily
be worthless. But, even on the narrow ground he has chosen, his
conclusions are all forced. He avoids saying so in plain language,
but the only inference that can be drawn from his line of argument,
is that the successive re-actions that have occurred in the
advancement of our export trade to China have been the result of our
war policy there, and of the closer intimacy of our political and
social relations with that country. If Mr. Cobden means anything, he
means that. Now what do the facts say, even as Mr. Cobden himself
has stated them?

After the peace of 1842, our exports increased steadily up to 1845,
in which year they doubled the value of 1835, the year that followed
the abolition of the East India Company's monopoly. For ten years,
after 1845, the value of our exports fell to a lower level. Yet
during that time we were at peace with China. A marked falling off
occurred in 1854, but that was caused by the prostration of trade
consequent on the outbreak of the Taeping rebellion, a circumstance
wholly overlooked by Mr. Cobden. The wars of 1856-60 were followed
by an unprecedented increase in our exports in 1859, 1860 and 1861.
Mr. Cobden is perfectly right in saying that the trade of these
years was vastly overdone, and a recoil was inevitable. But even
in the two following years, when the re-action was operating in
full force, the export returns showed a vast increase beyond the
highest point reached in 1845, or in any year previous to 1859. At
this point, Mr. Cobden, probably discovering that he had _proved
too much_, shifts his ground to the single article--cotton. If, as
the member for Portsmouth said, Mr. Cobden considers Manchester as
the centre of the world, the cotton test is probably to his mind
the most infallible. The exports of cotton goods to China fell from
243,000,000 yards in 1861, to 80,000,000 yards in 1862; and to
46,000,000 yards in 1863. "That," says Mr. Cobden, "is the character
of the business you are transacting in China."

A word from Mr. Cobden would have explained the diminution of the
export of cotton goods on an hypothesis, not at all involving the
general decadence of our trade with China. The cotton famine had
raised the value of the raw material to two shillings per pound, and
the enhanced price which the manufactured goods cost to the Chinese
naturally diminished consumption. Again, the Chinese happened, at
the beginning of the cotton famine, to be over supplied with cheaper
and better goods, and old stocks had to be used up before a response
to the exorbitant prices paid in Manchester or an active resumption
of business could be looked for.

While surveying our relations with China from the "cotton" point
of view, Mr. Cobden might have had the candour to acknowledge the
handsome contributions of the raw material which Lancashire has
received _from_ China during the last three years.

Sir Frederick Bruce is a better authority than Mr. Cobden on
Chinese affairs, and he says, in a report to the Foreign Office,
dated Peking, June 7th, and published in the "Times," September
7th, 1864, "The import trade has increased from 41,000,000 taels
(about 13,000,000_l._) in 1860 (the last year before the opening of
the Yang-tsze and the northern ports), to 81,000,000 taels (about
27,000,000_l._), in 1863. The increase is due in a great measure to
the large and increasing trade from the ports on the Yang-tsze in
Chinese produce of all descriptions."

The vastly increasing trade in imports into this country from
China, compared with which the exports are a bagatelle, Mr. Cobden
passes over as having no bearing on the question. The opium revenue
to the Indian government is also overlooked. The large shipping
interest engaged in the China trade goes for nothing in Mr. Cobden's
estimate, but it is nevertheless of great importance to the country,
even though the vessels are not all owned in Lancashire, and do not
all carry cotton. The amount of capital that British ship-owners
find employment for in connection with China, is not limited to
the large fleet of vessels engaged in the direct trade with this
country, but is spread all over the coast and rivers of China. In
the dispatch above quoted, Sir F. Bruce states that the entries of
foreign shipping in China have increased from 293,568 tons, in 1860,
to 996,890 tons in 1863.

The interest which British merchants, and through them the nation
at large, possess in the prosperity of China is widely ramified.
They are closely involved in the local and coasting trade; large
amounts of British capital are sunk in fixed property of various
kinds at all the open ports; and such investments are increasing
at a rapid rate. These things lie under the surface, and are not
generally considered in estimates that are formed in this country
of the actual stake Great Britain has in China. But they are none
the less real on that account. Theorists may say what they will, but
our establishment on the territory of China is a great and important
fact; and whether the process which led to it was theoretically
correct or not, it will be impossible to undo it.

Not only are we fixed in China ourselves, but large native
populations at the treaty parts have thrown in their fortunes with
ours, to abandon whom would bring calamities on the Chinese for
which it would baffle Mr. Cobden to find a remedy.

To reverse our progress is, however, the policy or the hobby of Mr.
Cobden. He would not only undo what has been done, but he would urge
the Government on to a new career of conquest in China, without even
a pretext for war. He would seize two more islands on the coast in
order to make free ports which would draw trade away from those
now established. "Get two other small islands ... merely establish
them as free ports; I don't ask you to do more." Mr. Cobden does
not commit himself to say how the islands are to be acquired,
but he knows very well there is but one way of acquiring them.
And supposing we took possession of two islands, how many would
France take? and if England were to lead the way in such schemes of
aggrandisement, would the ambition of France stop short at islands?
Many high-handed proceedings have been laid to the charge of this
country, but this scheme of spoliation would surpass everything
else of the kind. Mr. Cobden would probably suggest purchasing the
islands, which would be, at least, a civil way of putting it.

But the whole scheme is so purely utopian that one marvels that a
practical thinker could have shown such contempt for his audience
as to propound it. Hong-Kong is the model on which Mr. Cobden would
shape his new colonies; very flattering to Hong-Kong, perhaps,
but betraying an incredible forgetfulness of the whole history
of that colony. The "London and China Telegraph," of 13th June
last, in commenting on Mr. Cobden's speech, shows clearly that
the advancement of Hong-Kong as a port of trade was due to purely
adventitious circumstances; and that for many years, when it rested
on its own merits for success, it was an absolute failure, and a
constant expense to the country. If Mr. Cobden aspires to be a
second Stamford Raffles, he is beginning at the wrong end. Our
policy in China will be more safely left to the chapter of accidents
than to visionaries. We have hard facts to deal with, and not
phantoms of a lively imagination.

The suppression of the Taeping rebellion cannot fail to produce
remarkable effects on the condition of the Chinese people. They are
ripe for great changes, not in the government or social institutions
(the first is of little or no importance to the people, and the
second are stereotyped), but in their relation to the progress of
the world. Amid all political convulsions the people have remained
unchanged, and that mainly because they are a non-political people.
They are indifferent to affairs of state, but intent on their own
business. Yet they have the faculty of self-government developed in
an eminent degree. They are quiet, orderly, and industrious; averse
to agitation of any kind, and ready to endure great sacrifices for
the sake of peace. Such a people are easily governed, and their
instinct of self-government is one important element in their
longevity as a nation; it has enabled successive dynasties, often
weak and vacillating, arbitrary and corrupt, to control three
hundred millions of people. This constitutes the elasticity by which
they regain lost ground after any temporary disturbance. Let the
present reign of brigandage be destroyed, and the people will soon
rise again; like pent-up waters they will flow into their former
channels, and in a few years scarcely a trace of desolation would be
left.

In this prediction we have the experience of various episodes, even
of the present rebellion, to guide us. The rapidity with which the
city of Shanghae was re-built, after its destruction during the
rebel occupation of 1853-5, was astonishing. Other cities have been
re-built and re-peopled with equal rapidity. Han-Kow, on the great
river, has been several times sacked and destroyed by the rebels,
and in a short time after each visitation it was worth plundering
again. The important city of Soo-chow, captured from the rebels
last December, is reported in June following to be showing signs
of commercial life, although the surrounding country was still the
theatre of war.

The Chinese people have, however, little cause for confidence in
the efficiency or the stability of their own government; they have
on the other hand implicit faith in foreigners. It is obvious,
therefore, that any guarantee from Western powers that peace should
be maintained in the districts once recovered from the rebels, would
stimulate the commercial and industrial energies of the people, and
materially contribute to the renewed prosperity of the country.

The prosperity of China is, then, intimately interwoven with our
own, for vast fields of enterprise would now be opened out to
Europeans which have heretofore been closed. Its resources have
been developed to the utmost, perhaps, that a fossil civilisation,
unaided by modern invention, is capable of. The Chinese have been
ahead of the world from time immemorial in agriculture, commercial
economy, manufactures, and all industries; in short, in everything
that constitutes material wealth; but now in these later days the
world has in some things got a little ahead, and is waiting to
impart its new accomplishments to them. The vast mineral wealth
of the country has been but partially taken advantage of. Its
coal, iron, gold, and silver have hitherto been worked by the most
primitive and inadequate machinery. But we are prepared to teach the
natives how to economise their forces, and to make the most of the
natural resources of their country; and they are being prepared to
receive the lesson.

The avidity with which the Chinese have grasped at the advantages
offered to them by the steamers that now ply on the coast, and on
the great river, is an earnest of their readiness to appreciate
any other western inventions that are commended by their practical
utility. The favourable introduction of steam on the Chinese
rivers, and the popularity with which their earlier career was
attended, were indeed due to fortuitous circumstances. On the
Yangtsze Kiang steamers had not to compete with an old-established
native trade--that had been for many years dead--but they reopened
a commercial route that had been closed, and, at the time, they
offered the only feasible means of navigating the great river.
Under different conditions they would have had to work their way
slowly into the favour of the Chinese; but now, having established
a foothold, they will certainly maintain the position they have
assumed, and the Chinese would be sorry to return to their former
_regime_, under which they could hardly hope to accomplish in a
month what is now easily performed in three or four days.[27]

  [27] "Owing to the violence of the winds, and the rapidity of the
  current in certain places, the application of steam to navigation
  was required before the Yangtsze could be made available as a
  highway for transport. The decks of the steamers are now crowded
  with Chinese passengers, and their holds are filled with produce
  destined, not for foreign export, but for Chinese consumption. The
  practical advantages of foreign inventions are thus brought home to
  masses of the population in the very centre of China, and they can
  now avail themselves of the natural outlet for the productions of
  those rich internal provinces, instead of being driven to the slow
  and circuitous method of artificial water communication, and exposed
  to the exactions of the officials of the different provinces they
  had to pass through."--SIR F. BRUCE.

There is still great room for the extension of steam traffic in
the interior of China, and great need of it. For the present,
however, foreigners are limited by the provisions of the existing
treaties, to the ports formally opened by those treaties. Steamers
may penetrate as far up the great river as Hankow, 600 miles from
the sea; but the upper Yangtsze, which is navigable by steamers
for 500 miles above that, must still be left to the monopoly of
uncouth barges, which are slowly tracked up-stream by men who labour
like beasts of burden. The navigation of the Poyang and Tung-ting
lakes which communicate with the Yang-tsze; the Peiho river between
Tientsin and Tungchow; the western river from Canton to the province
of Kwangsi, and many other water routes--all practicable for
properly constructed vessels--are equally excluded from foreign
enterprise. The native traders on these routes are deprived of the
aid which steam has afforded them in other quarters, and that by
a decision of their government which, from a cosmopolitan point
of view, is arbitrary and unjust. Inexperience may excuse the
Chinese government for this narrow and pernicious jealousy, but
what shall we say of European diplomatists who, in full view of the
advantages which, as the past has shown, must accrue to natives and
foreigners alike from the spread of foreign intercourse in China,
would diminish "the points of contact" from a nervous, and not very
rational, apprehension of possible complications?

Much has been said of the ruffianism that our newly established
commerce on the Yangtsze Kiang has let loose on the great river. It
cannot be denied; but it would be singular indeed if, with a weak
government, a deplorably inefficient executive, and a timid people,
outrages should not be committed. In every community there must be
lawless characters whom physical force, or the dread of it, alone
can restrain from criminal acts. Under existing circumstances in
China, it is the duty of each foreign state to control its own
subjects; but it is manifestly unfair to circumscribe the legitimate
privileges of a whole community, in order to punish a few unworthy
members of it. Such a policy can only be dictated by indolence in
seeking out and punishing offenders. But the instances on record of
piracy and other crimes on the Yangtsze Kiang, although authentic,
are apt to engender exaggerated views of their relative importance.
They are made unduly conspicuous by rhetoricians, who, on the other
hand, ignore the smooth under-current of affairs which is silently
conveying blessings to many thousands of people. These occasional
outrages are, after all, mere excrescences on a system that, in an
essential manner, ministers to the well-being of whole populations
who would otherwise be in penury. At the worst, the good vastly
outbalances the evil; and, to take the lowest view of the matter,
it were better even that the lawless proceedings of a few rowdies
should go on unchecked, rather than that the remedy for them should
be found in the curtailment of a trade of such great promise. It
must never be forgotten that it is the natives of China who derive
the chief benefit from foreign commercial intercourse; and that,
while arbitrary restrictions on the plain meaning of treaties,
by which it has been sought to limit the application of their
provisions, are unjust to foreigners, the refusal to extend foreign
intercourse is an injustice of which the Chinese people have a right
to complain.

The unexampled success of steamers in China, within the three past
years, has paved the way for a similar result for railways. The
Chinese, having satisfied themselves of the advantages that accrue
to them from the former, will be perfectly ready to avail themselves
of the latter. They are not naturally given to travel, that is,
they travel for profit and not for pleasure. But the facilities for
locomotion which steamers now afford them have created a large and
increasing passenger traffic. The steamers on the coast and on the
rivers are usually crowded with Chinese passengers, who seek very
moderate accommodation, and therefore can be carried economically.
The shortening of a month's journey to one of a few days has induced
many thousands to travel who did not think of it before. It is,
therefore, a fair inference that the greater economy of time which
railways would secure would enable millions to travel who are at
present excluded from it. The mere monopolising by railways of the
revenues of the present passage-boats, and other means of passenger
communication, in certain districts, would be but a trifle compared
with the new traffic which railways would create for themselves in
such a populous and eminently commercial country.

And, perhaps, no other country of equal area presents fewer natural
obstacles to the construction of long lines of railway. This has
been shown by the investigations of Sir Macdonald Stephenson, who
has lately published a full report on the subject. The labour, and
many of the materials, are to be found in the localities where they
would be wanted.

It may safely be assumed, also, that in no other country would
railway investments be more remunerative, if organised on a uniform
and comprehensive plan, such as that proposed by Sir M. Stephenson.

The most populous parts of China are alluvial plains, either fed by
great navigable rivers, or intersected in all directions by networks
of canals. With regard to the great water routes, which are open
to large vessels, it is very problematical whether railways could
supersede, or even compete with, navigation in the carrying of bulky
goods. It could not be expected, for example, that on the proposed
line from Hankow to Shanghae, following the course of the great
river for 650 miles, goods should be conveyed as economically as in
steamers that can navigate the river easily, carrying 2000 tons of
cargo.

But in those parts of the plain where very small craft only can be
used, a railway may easily supersede the present means of transport.

The saving of time would, perhaps, in all cases attract the
passenger traffic to the railways, and that alone would probably be
amply sufficient to support them remuneratively.

There are many large tracts of country in China less thickly peopled
than the rich plains, and which do not possess the same facilities
of water communication. In the north the traffic is conducted by
means of caravans, necessarily slow and expensive; and in some parts
of central China, goods are transported on men's backs. In such
regions railways would not only be highly remunerative, but would be
an inestimable boon in opening up those parts of the country which,
being less favoured by nature, have been kept far behind in wealth
and prosperity. To compensate for these natural disadvantages of
the north, the Grand Canal was cut to connect the city of Hang-chow
with Peking. That stupendous work required constant repairs to
maintain its efficiency, and a considerable annual outlay of money.
In the disorders of the last ten years the necessary funds for this
purpose have either not been raised, or have been misappropriated,
and the Grand Canal has consequently gone to ruin. The importance
which has been attached to this great line of communication by
successive dynasties for 900 years, point to the track of the canal
as favourable for a line of railway. Of all the branches of Sir M.
Stephenson's scheme this is the most obviously desirable. A railway
that would restore, and vastly increase the old traffic on the
Grand Canal, would do for the forty populous cities it would touch
at, what steam navigation has done for the marts on the banks of
the great river. Although Peking and the commercial cities of North
China are accessible by sea for eight months in the year, and in
the direct communication between them and the southern coast ports,
there is less urgent need of improvement, yet the time now occupied
in travelling from Peking to its nearest shipping port is as great
as the whole journey to Nanking or Shanghae by railway would take.
The benefits which the railway would bring to the inland cities,
more remote from the sea or from navigable rivers than Peking, would
be incalculable.

In the correspondence published by Sir M. Stephenson, to show the
prospective results of the introduction of railways into China,
rather too much stress has been laid on their bearing on foreign
trade, and especially on the transport of tea from the interior
to the shipping ports. There is nothing in the saving of a few
hundred miles of a long sea voyage to compensate for the cost of
transporting goods by railway. And the conveyance of tea would be a
more insignificant item in the whole traffic of railways than it has
already become in that of the steamers that trade in the heart of
the tea districts.

The whole question of the foreign trade of China may be put on one
side so far as the railway scheme is concerned. The success of
railways, and the need of them, rest on a much broader and surer
basis. The internal trade of China; the interchange of the products
of the diverse climates and soils that are included in the limits
of the empire itself--is what really gives life and activity to the
people. It is to that source alone that the promoters of railways
ought to look for a guarantee of their success. The whole foreign
trade in tea does not probably exceed one tenth of the native; and
yet tea forms but a small proportion of the inland trade of China.

In the consideration of the railway question, therefore, the more
such irrelevant matter is kept out of account, the more likely
are sound general conclusions to be arrived at. The lines to be
established should be determined solely with a view to supplying
the wants of the Chinese in the broadest sense. But if a desire to
benefit this or that port, or this or that party, be permitted to
influence the direction of the undertaking, it will probably be at
the expense of its ultimate success.

The political advantages that would flow from the use of railways
would be no less important than the commercial. It would bring the
distant provinces within reach of the government, and enable it more
effectually to centralise its authority, without which it is no
longer possible to govern China well.

Peking is in the worst situation that could have been selected for
the seat of government; that is, from a Chinese point of view.
It was convenient as a citadel for the Tartars while they were
consolidating their power, as its vicinity to their native wilds
kept open for them an easy retreat in the event of revolution.
And, while their vigour remained fresh, the enfeebling influence
of distance from the provinces was neutralised by the energy of
the executive. But in the process of degeneracy which the Manchu
dynasty, like its predecessors, has undergone, the remoteness of
the capital has been a fertile cause of misrule, corruption, and
distress in the provinces. The natural capital of China is Nanking
or Hang-chow, or some other easily accessible point in the central
provinces.

The railway scheme, by connecting all parts of the empire in rapid
daily communication, would bring the government face to face with
its officers; local abuses would be exposed, if not corrected, and
imperial and national interests would cease to be at the mercy of
corrupt, mendacious, and treacherous provincial authorities. Nothing
would so surely save the existing government from the annihilation
which threatens it; restore order throughout the country; and
promote the well-being of all classes.

The local famines and inundations to which China has in all ages
been liable, and which, from the absence of proper communications,
have occasionally entailed great suffering on the people, would,
under the reign of railways, lose their horrors. The brigandage
with which the government keeps up a desultory and unsatisfactory
struggle over an area too wide for rapid or decisive results,
would die a natural death, were railways in operation. Their moral
effect alone would do much to keep down local risings, and the
facility they would afford for the transport of troops would enable
the government to act with promptitude at the point required; and
instead of keeping up half-disciplined, disaffected, and idle
hordes, often worse than useless, and yet very expensive, a small,
compact, well-equipped force, with the power of motion which
railways would supply, would do the work better, and at a mere
fraction of the expense.

Railways would be very popular with the Chinese people, whose
readiness to support them is proved by their capitalists offering to
invest in shares. But will the consent of the Imperial government
be granted to the project? Without its co-operation nothing can
be done; and this therefore is the question which will have to be
primarily decided.

In the first place there is the _vis inertiae_--the aversion to
innovation--to be got over. That can be accomplished if the
government can be convinced of the advantage of the proposed scheme.
Then, on the other hand, the representatives of foreign powers at
the court of Peking may, from national jealousy, influence the
government against any reform emanating from Great Britain. But
the determination of the Chinese government will depend most of
all on the view which the British minister or _charge d'affaires_
may happen to take of it; and he may meet the projectors with
active or lukewarm support, or with positive opposition. The
conciliatory and upright spirit which has ruled Sir Frederick
Bruce's intercourse with the Chinese government has inspired it with
unlimited confidence in the British minister, whose counsels have in
consequence acquired great weight in Peking. It is earnestly to be
hoped that his successor will avail himself of the good impressions
Sir Frederick leaves behind him to promote with all assiduity those
reforms and improvements which, while subserving the best interests
of China, will also redound to the honour and the profit of our own
country.

It is the duty of our ministers to maintain the legitimate influence
of this country in China. Our actual interest in that empire greatly
outweighs that of any other people; but we are in some danger of
losing our prestige, and allowing other powers to rival us. We
failed in the telegraphic scheme through Mongolia, but the Russians
will certainly accomplish it. The Lay-Osborn fleet failed, but the
French and the Americans will supply its place. We have withdrawn
British officers from the Chinese service; but the French and
Americans remain. Railways will, some day, be established in China;
the people are as ripe for their introduction now as they ever will
be; if we miss the opportunity, some other nation will seize it,
and, with or without us, China will have railways.

The electric telegraph would of course accompany railways, if,
indeed, it does not precede them. I am not prepared to speak of
the adaptability of the Chinese hieroglyphics to telegraphy, but
the Chinese people and government have a keen appreciation of the
importance of the rapid transmission of intelligence. This is shown
by the admirable system of government expresses, and the extent
to which carrier-pigeons have been used to influence the exchange
markets of China. The vast area of the Chinese empire would render
telegraphic communication more than ordinarily acceptable, and, in
the present age of the world, even necessary.

It needs no great stretch of imagination to predict that the free
use of machinery in China will yet do much to enrich the nation, and
to ameliorate the condition of the poorer classes. Many parts of the
country are suffering from overpopulation. Their economy in food,
clothing, and housing, together with the great fertility of the soil
in such districts as the plains of Che-kiang and Keang-soo, enable
an incredibly large population to find a subsistence there. But 800
persons on the square mile is too much, even for the richest part of
China, to support efficiently. A large proportion of these people
is consequently underfed, poorly clad, and miserably lodged; they
suffer the penalties of civilised life without its comforts, and
their physical and mental development are seriously impaired. The
Chinese do not possess within themselves any remedy for this state
of things; economy of their means and moderation in their desires
have already been cultivated to perfection. Their manual industry is
unexampled, and leaves no room for improvement. Their diligence in
taxing the resources of their soil cannot be exceeded. The surplus
population might certainly find an outlet in foreign lands, but the
Chinese people as a whole are singularly averse to emigration.

The greatest boon that could be conferred on these people, and
the only feasible means of raising many thousands of them from
the lowest depths of poverty, would be the introduction of new
industries which would give them profitable employment, which at
present they are excluded from. A promising field is open for this.
The perseverance of the Chinese is proverbial, and the perfection
they have attained in making the most out of the means at their
disposal has been the admiration of the whole world. But they are
still strangers to the modern mechanical appliances of Europe and
America for economising human labour. Compared therefore with the
attainments of western nations, the material resources of China are
wasted. The division of labour, as practised in the agricultural
districts of China, is diametrically opposed to the principle
advanced by Adam Smith. Each family grows, spins, weaves, and wears
its own cotton; and so with many other products. This system has the
advantage of keeping the people employed all the year round, and
there may no doubt be a great deal to be said in its favour.

But to what purpose--with what results--is all this labour spent?

The practical answer to this is, that it has happened that England
has imported raw cotton from China, manufactured it, returned it
to China two years afterwards, and sold the cotton cloth cheaper
than the article could be produced by domestic labour on the spot
where it is grown. It is, of course, to a small extent only, that
England can compete in manufactured cotton with the native product
of China. But that it should be possible at all, first to buy the
raw material at such an enhanced price over the cost to the natives
as will induce them to part with it, then to send it 15,000 miles
across the sea, and the same distance back again, and spite of the
enormous expenses incurred in the operation, still to supply the
manufactured article at a lower cost than the natives produce it at,
proves that a vast amount of labour is misapplied in this branch of
Chinese industry. And yet their manufacture of cotton has, perhaps,
been brought to a higher state of efficiency than any other.

Their coal and iron are worked in the most primitive manner. Both
articles are supplied from abroad, although existing in great
abundance in the country. The native coal that is sold in the
markets of China costs from thirty to forty shillings per ton, and
is so poor in quality that English coal is more economical at double
the price. By proper appliances, and a better system of working,
the quality of Chinese coal might be greatly improved, and the cost
diminished.

It would be endless to enumerate the various departments in which
steam and machinery might be advantageously applied in China.
Sugar and paper may be mentioned, as also the various oils used by
the Chinese, all produced and consumed in the country in enormous
quantities, and all susceptible of great improvement both in the
cost and quality of the preparations.

In everything that constitutes the wealth of the country we see
the same disproportion between the power expended, and the results
obtained, as has been instanced in the case of cotton. The waste of
human labour is multiplied by the vast and varied products of the
country; and the field offered for the expansion of new enterprises
is commensurate with the size and population of the Chinese empire.

The introduction of machinery into the interior of the country, and
its application to the manufactures that now employ the people, will
only be secured by a slow and gradual process. Great opposition
would be met with, particularly at the outset; for, though we may
claim for the Chinese a freedom from prejudice equal to any other
people, it would be absurd to expect of them more enlightenment than
our own countrymen have shown, when put to the test by innovations
which threatened to supersede manual labour. The Chinese will be
convinced, as usual, by results. When they find the materials of
wealth which they now possess multiplied to them by the cheapness
of the necessaries of life, they will not be slow in following
up the idea. The elevation of the poorer classes, when profitable
occupation is supplied to them, will create new wants, while it
provides the means of gratifying them. The benefits accruing to
China will naturally react on this country precisely to that extent
to which a commercial nation must always profit by the increasing
wealth of its customers.

In small matters also, the social condition of the Chinese people
is in a fair way of being improved by their contact with restless
and progressive foreigners. Gas, which is now being introduced into
Hong-Kong and Shanghae--a simple thing in itself--may nevertheless
do something towards elevating the Chinese, and preparing them for
more important advances. The erection of water-works, for the supply
of the large cities, would be a boon of no ordinary value to those
populations who live on the alluvial plains. The impure water, drawn
from turbid rivers and canals which are the receptacles of filth,
is a fertile cause of disease in many localities. These communities
might be supplied with pure filtered water at a lower cost than is
at present paid for the mere carriage of the unwholesome compound
now obtained from sources as putrid as the Thames. One successful
experiment would probably demonstrate the necessity of extending
water-works to most of the populous cities in the empire.[28]

  [28] Shanghae, from its situation and over-crowded population, is
  one of the greatest sufferers from the want of pure water; and
  there cannot be a doubt that this circumstance has contributed, in
  no slight degree, to the sickliness that has prevailed there for
  several years past, as the increase in the population tends more and
  more to the defilement of the river,--the only source whence water
  is obtained. The question of water-supply for that settlement having
  been submitted to practical and experienced engineers in London,
  the result of their calculations is, that a system of water-works,
  with reservoirs beyond the influence of sewage, would provide each
  household with an unlimited supply of pure, filtered water, at about
  one-fourth of the expense which is at present incurred in merely
  carrying water from the river to the houses. Messrs. Simpson and
  Giles have further demonstrated that, at the proposed rate of one
  shilling per 1,000 gallons, a large return would be secured on the
  capital necessary to be invested in the works. We may therefore hope
  that at no distant day the inhabitants of Shanghae, at least, will
  enjoy this great blessing.

Nor is the influence of European intercourse with China limited in
its scope to the mere commercial, manufacturing, and other material
pursuits of the people. Their notions of good government must be
inevitably modified by it, and no one can estimate the extent to
which a few Europeans, by their superior force of character, may
impress the huge multitudes of China. Circumstances have rendered
Shanghae the great focus from which these external influences
are brought to bear on the natives. The distracted state of the
surrounding country first brought numbers of fugitives, both
rich and poor, to seek shelter under the aegis of foreign flags,
until an enormous population has accumulated on the ground set
apart for the residence of foreigners. The kind of small republic
which the Europeans set up for their own protection, and for the
due regulation of the natives who crowded into the settlement,
became popular with the Chinese; its functions became more and
more important; and accessions of power were from time to time
added to it, but always inadequate to the efficient discharge of
its constantly increasing duties. The Chinese like the municipal
administration of Shanghae, because, although heavily taxed, they at
least know how the revenue is applied, and they enjoy more or less
personal protection, and immunity from extortion. The system has
worked with more harmony than could have been expected, considering
that it to a certain extent rivals the provincial government. It
has at any rate taken deep root, and may possibly be the precursor
of similar growths at other commercial towns. In any disruption of
the Chinese power that may result from the present disorganised
condition of the empire, these anomalous foreign "settlements" will
certainly play an important part. The weakness of the government of
the country and the disorders which accompany it, while impairing
the prosperity of the settlements as commercial _emporia_, tend to
strengthen their political influence. The prestige which naturally
accompanies a European residence, and the guarantee of security to
life and property, with or without armed protection, which it holds
out to the Chinese people, render these consular ports asylums of
authority in times of anarchy, and will naturally maintain them as
commercial centres when the government of the country has crumbled
away. In them a nucleus of power will be preserved, which will
facilitate the reconstruction of a government, should the present
one be broken up, and in this way these commercial settlements may
yet prove of essential service to the Chinese nation. They may
possibly grow into free, independent republics, an issue which the
leading journal has more than once predicted. In an article of June
2, 1864, the "Times" says:--"The free cities we hope to see are
those which grow of their own accord, and which arise out of the
circumstances of an abundant commerce and an unsettled country. If
the nations of Europe would agree to stand aloof, we should very
soon see little commercial republics intrenching themselves and
extending themselves upon the shores of China; just such cities as
arose upon the coast of Africa, and in later history upon the coasts
of Italy, when similar dangers compelled traders to draw together
for defence and self-government. We believe that our cheapest and
our best policy is not to establish, but to favour the growth of
such communities as may develop themselves into free cities. Nor
can we expect that this development will be the work of a day, or
that so great a ruin as that which is mouldering over the heads
of one-third of the human race can fall, and be reformed into
modern habitations, without many clouds of dust and some terrible
catastrophes."

Should such be the destiny of these trading ports, no class will
have more cause for satisfaction than the body of Chinese who may
reside in them, who regard with pleasure every advance of foreign
influence, and would be glad to live in peace under any power strong
enough to maintain it.




POSTSCRIPT.


Events have progressed rapidly in China since the foregoing chapter
was written. Lieutenant-Colonel Gordon, after resigning his
commission in the Chinese army for the reasons I have mentioned,
apparently considered that it would be too hazardous at such a
juncture to leave the Government entirely to its own devices. He
accordingly remained, with the approval of Major-General Brown, to
instruct and advise them, and he has had the satisfaction to witness
the crowning success of all his labours, in the fall of Nanking, and
the extinction of the Taeping rebellion.

The two provinces of Che-Kiang and Keang-soo--the richest and most
populous in China--are now freed from rebels, and have had peace
and order once more restored to them. It may require some little
time entirely to reassure the populations of these provinces of
the security of life and property in districts that have so long
languished under the devastating effects of civil war; but there
is now every reason to suppose that the reign of anarchy has been
banished for many years to come, and that the pacified region will
soon enjoy the prosperity which its natural advantages must bring,
enhanced, as it must inevitably be, by the extended intercourse with
foreigners which has not yet had an opportunity of bearing its full
fruit.

This success of the Imperial arms has naturally resulted from the
acceptance of foreign Ministers at the Court of Peking, and the
introduction of China into the family of nations, which is the great
triumph of the policy inaugurated by Lord Palmerston twenty-four
years ago, and steadfastly followed up by that statesman through
good and evil report.

Whether the scattered remnants of the Taepings will again become
formidable from their concentration in the province of Kiang-si,
beyond the reach of the immediate foreign aid which has led to
their dispersion, will depend very much on the vigour of the
Imperial Government at Peking. If it realises the gravity of the
position, and the truth of the maxim that prevention is better than
cure, it will adopt timely and energetic measures to anticipate a
reorganisation of the Taepings.

But, however that may be, it is pretty certain that if the
provisions of the Treaty were carried out in the broad sense
evidently contemplated by the framers of it; if the Poyang lake and
the rivers which communicate with it were freely opened to foreign
trade; if Europeans were permitted to reside at the commercial
marts of Kiang-si, their moral weight alone, especially after the
campaign just concluded in Keang-soo and Che-Kiang, would go far to
prevent any further demonstration of the rebels in that quarter.
The authorities at Peking may yet find cause to regret that their
suspicion of friendly foreigners has deprived them of such important
auxiliaries at many of their most vulnerable points.

  _October 27._


[Illustration: THE WATER COMMUNICATION OF NORTHERN ASIA, BETWEEN
KIAKHTA & THE URAL MOUN^{T.S}

_London. John Murray Albemarle Street._

_Stanford's Geographical Estab^t London_]

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