In the forbidden land, an account of a journey into Tibet . en one meal and thenext. When we got to our third days fasting we werekeen enough for a meal ; and, perceiving some black tentsclose by the mountain side, about four miles out of ourcourse, we made for them with hungry haste. We pur-chased two bucketsful of yaks milk, one of which I drankthere and then myself, the second being equally dividedbetween my two servants. That was all we could would sell us absolutely nothing else. After this we moved forward again, making steady, and,if one allows for the great elevation we were a
In the forbidden land, an account of a journey into Tibet . en one meal and thenext. When we got to our third days fasting we werekeen enough for a meal ; and, perceiving some black tentsclose by the mountain side, about four miles out of ourcourse, we made for them with hungry haste. We pur-chased two bucketsful of yaks milk, one of which I drankthere and then myself, the second being equally dividedbetween my two servants. That was all we could would sell us absolutely nothing else. After this we moved forward again, making steady, and,if one allows for the great elevation we were at, compara-tively rapid progress ; noting down everything, and hold-ing our own against all comers. We encountered pleas-ant people, and some unpleasant ones, but, whether their 90 COLD, STARVED, AND TIRED manner was courteous or the reverse, we could nowhereobtain food for love or money. Poor Mansing and Chanden Sing, not having the sameinterest that I had in my work to keep up their spirits,were now in a dreadful condition. Cold, tired, and starved, /-%. AUTHOR DRINKING OUT OF A BUCKET the poor wretches had hardly strength left to stand ontheir feet, the soles of which were badly cut and very really made my heart bleed to see these two brave fel-lows suffer as they did for my sake; and yet no word ofcomplaint came from them ; not once did their lips uttera reproach. Never mind if we suffer or even die, said the poor QI IN THE FORBIDDEN LAND fellows, when I expressed my sympathy with them, wewill follow you as long as we have strength to move, andwe will stand by you, no matter what happens. I had to relieve Chanden Sing of his rifle, as he was nolonger able to carry it. I myself, too, felt languid and ex-hausted as the days went by, and got scarcely any cannot say that I experienced any very severe physical [
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