Identifier: withtibetansinte01rijn (find matches)
Title: With the Tibetans in tent and temple; narrative of four years' residence on the Tibetan border, and of a journey into the far interior
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Rijnhart, Mrs. Susie Carson
Subjects: Missions
Publisher: Chicago, New York (etc.) F. H. Revell company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress

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ent me quickly along theriver with a small boy and girl, saying that not faraway there were some farm houses where I could findshelter. The moon was shining just the same as sheformerly shone at Tankar, and the remembrance of thetender thought and care exercised over me in thosedays made the refusal of refuge at dark all the morepainful. As we journeyed on the girl told me thatthere were no houses until we had passed the moun-tain that looked to be miles away, so I risked all andreturned to the village where I had received the ula,the children guiding me to the house where was theman who had helped me on from Kansa. Evidentlythere was some unusual antipathy to Europeans there,for he quietly told me not to say a word, but inter-ceded with the natives to give me shelter in the strawroom, to which they brought for my use a little firein a shallow earthenware dish and some tea, while anold white-haired man brought a felt rug and lay downnear me for the night. The following day it was many
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^% MOEE ROBBEES 363 hours before I reached a house, the road was partlydestroyed and so dangerous as to necessitate walkingall the way, and I realized the depth to which thevillagers had meant to harm me in sending me afterdark along that mountain, for nearly the whole nightwould have been spent before reaching the other sidein safety, if I could have accomplished it at all. Thefirst house we sighted was the home of the ferryman,and was built on a perpendicular bluff in a shelteredcorner where the Drushi Chu winds on its way to theDre Chu. We had come into the region of boats andbridges which to u.s were welcome heralds of greaterfacilities of transit than are found in the interior.The ferry consisted of a coracle shaped like a tub,about five feet in diameter, composed of a flimsy frame-work over which were drawn yak hides, and manip-ulated by a Tibetan with a broad, straight paddle. Alarge pile of tea, done up in raw hides, was waitingfor yak to come and carry it to Kansa, while some

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