A SUMMER ON THE YENESEI 7 



— a very agreeable young man, who was the Yenesei 

 agent of the Siberian Steamship Company. To his 

 energy and foresight much of the subsequent comfort 

 of our trip was due. We went to bed at sunrise and 

 tried to snatch a few hours of sleep. 



But when the train from the west came in next 

 morning, there was still no luggage. It was therefore 

 arranged that at noon we three women should go on 

 to Yenesiesk, and that Mr. Hall should wait for the 

 baggage, which had been delayed at the frontier, and 

 was due to arrive on the following day. Mr. Hall was 

 to travel after us by a steamer which left a day later 

 than ours did. 



Krasnoyarsk has profited by the coming of the 

 railway, and is now the largest of the three principal 

 towns of the Yenesei. It takes its name from the 

 colour of the sandstone cliffs around, for Krasno in 

 Russian means red. The city has still that mixed 

 appearance of crude rawness and rising prosperity that 

 is characteristic of most Siberian towns. Some of the 

 houses are of stone, but more are built of timber, with 

 broad streets and squares of unkept ground between 

 them. There are five schools, museum, etc., a large 

 cathedral dedicated to the Nativity, and an automatic 

 ferry, a thousand yards long, across the river. But, as 

 I have said, to our regret we had no time to see all 

 these things. 



At Krasnoyarsk our party received two additions. 

 One was a young black-and-white setter named Jest, 

 who at the last moment was lent to us for the summer 

 by Mr. Christensen. The other was a servant, Vassilli 



