Across coveted lands : or, A journey from Flushing (Holland) to Calcutta, overland . and closed us in oneither side. Two miles further, when it got toohot to proceed—thermometer 148° in the sunand not a thread of shade—we halted on a whitesalt deposit of considerable extent. There wasno water and no fuel, and the heat was well-nighunbearable in the middle of the day. It wasuseless to pitch my tent, for in such stifling heatit is not possible to remain under it, nor couldone breathe at all if one tried to get a little shadeby screening ones self against a wall of loadswhich impeded the air movi
Across coveted lands : or, A journey from Flushing (Holland) to Calcutta, overland . and closed us in oneither side. Two miles further, when it got toohot to proceed—thermometer 148° in the sunand not a thread of shade—we halted on a whitesalt deposit of considerable extent. There wasno water and no fuel, and the heat was well-nighunbearable in the middle of the day. It wasuseless to pitch my tent, for in such stifling heatit is not possible to remain under it, nor couldone breathe at all if one tried to get a little shadeby screening ones self against a wall of loadswhich impeded the air moving. My camel men showed me a device which bythe ignorant may be ridiculed, but to the sensibleis a great blessing when exposed to abnormallyhigh temperatures. The only way to protectones self against the broiling air is to cover onesself, head and all, leaving space to breathe, withone or two thick blankets of wool or thick felt, ofa white or light colour preferably, white being anon-absorbent of the hot suns rays. The thick-ness of the cloth keeps the body at an enveloping. Authors Camel Men in their White Felt Coats. Camel Men saying iheir Prayers at Sunset.
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