. All the Russias: travels and studies in contemporary European Russia, Finland, Siberia, the Caucasus, and Central Asia. The Entrance to Osh. the high-wheeled carts of my illustration, for fording rivers with-out wetting their loads—piled with sacks of grain or cotton-seed or hay, or filled full of veiled women and pretty children,the driver sitting astride the horse in the shafts. One charmingfigure went by—a young man, lightly dressed to run, on his fista yellow hawk, not hooded, but tied by a string to its leg, readyto be cast ofT. And a Kirghiz family party, out shopping, pleased SAMARKAN
. All the Russias: travels and studies in contemporary European Russia, Finland, Siberia, the Caucasus, and Central Asia. The Entrance to Osh. the high-wheeled carts of my illustration, for fording rivers with-out wetting their loads—piled with sacks of grain or cotton-seed or hay, or filled full of veiled women and pretty children,the driver sitting astride the horse in the shafts. One charmingfigure went by—a young man, lightly dressed to run, on his fista yellow hawk, not hooded, but tied by a string to its leg, readyto be cast ofT. And a Kirghiz family party, out shopping, pleased SAMARKAND AND BEYOND 345 me greatly. The man was on one horse, with a little son perchedbehind him, his arms round his fathers waist and his legs wide-stretched almost to splitting point. The woman was astride ofanother horse, with a baby before her, and she looked gay in herscarlet cotton gown and white hood, and masses of jinglingmetal ornaments. On her flat face, of the colour of terra-cotta,. A Kirghiz Family Shopping in Osh. could be read the struggle between modesty and intense curios-ity as I approached. Finally the latter conquered, and we had agood look at each other till her husband perceived her fall, andangrily drove her away. The road ran between wide cotton-fields, their tiny canalsplanted on either side with pollard willows. Just before the town,at a wayside tea-house, there was a little mosque with its minaret,whence the faithful were called to prayers, in the fork of a hightree, and, as I drove into the first street, I saw two haystacksapparently coming toward me and filling the road from side to 346 ALL THE RUSSIAS side. These turned out to be enormously laden donkeys, withnothing but their noses and hoofs visible. Then two miles ofdeeply rutted roads, between thick earthen houses, their flatroofs bearing great heaps of maize-straw, millet-sheaves, andgreen hay, brought me to the centre of the town, where a crowdof natives, their horses tethered in a long row
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