6 A SUMMER ON THE YENESEI 



cartridges, and in addition I bought materials for 

 reloading, which, with economy, were sufficient to last 

 me during my stay in Siberia. 



The journey across Asia by the Trans-Siberian 

 Railway can never be anything but unspeakably tedious. 

 We had missed the International Express by twenty- 

 four hours, and were therefore obliged to go on to 

 Krasnoyarsk by one of the daily post trains, which is a 

 slower, but also a less expensive way of travelling. 

 After the first thirty-six hours, the novelty of running 

 out to bargain for the daily provisions at the buffet 

 wore off, and there was nothing left to do but lean from 

 the window and watch the little line of shining railroad 

 which wound away into the west behind the train, just 

 as a snail crawls across a garden path and leaves a 

 shining trail of slime behind it. 



We reached Krasnoyarsk at midnight on 8th June, 

 to find that again our luggage, which we had seen 

 safely on to the train at Moscow, had been delayed 

 somewhere en route, and had not arrived. Things 

 looked serious for our enterprise, for the steamer which 

 we were bound to take if we wished to reach Golchika 

 by the beginning of July was to leave on the following 

 day. Hopes were held out that the baggage might 

 come by a post train at 2 a.m., but, alas, the cases that 

 were turned out of the van were not ours, but the 

 property of some mining engineers who were travelling 

 up the river to Minnusinsk, and our spirits sank. 



At Krasnoyarsk, rooms had been taken for us at 

 the hotel, and other arrangements made, by an ac- 

 quaintance of Miss Czaplicka — Mr. Gunnar Christensen 



