A Good Riddance. 



productive of much shouting and a deal of Turki BilHngsgate. 

 I sent my card and passports to the Amban and made 

 arrangements to hire fresh horses, though they were a long 

 time appearing, but then one needs much patience in China. 



I still continued to miss Piro and Nadir, both of whom had 

 been most useful, and, energetic and hardworking, were a great 

 contrast to the two I had engaged in Kashgar. I fired one of 

 these out at Aksu, he being a useless waster, not knowing his heel 



IN "MAPAS" ON THE KuAU TO KUCHAR. 



from his elbow, and exciting Giyani's most withering contempt, 

 which afforded me a considerable amount of quiet amusement. 



From Bai I pushed on at midnight, halting next morning for 

 a rest and breakfast at a tiny village called Sairam. Seven miles 

 out from Bai I crossed the Kara Su, the water flowing in several 

 streams and everywhere fordable. 1 left Sairam at noon and 

 trekked on to Kizil, over plains with intermittent cultivation, 



