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height, rose like a barrier to shut out all out- 

 side influence from the small world of Ladak. 

 From here one could see at the bottom of the 

 garden the square platform where the Dogra 

 General, Zorawar Singh, who afterwards, with 

 his ill - fated army, met a terrible end across 

 the Tibetan border, received the submission of 

 the Ladaki King, for the house had been 

 built in the old King's garden. At the other 

 end, half hidden in the foliage, a chorten gleamed 

 white and mysterious, its shadow, thrown by 

 the morning sun, falling across the little English 

 cemetery. Strange the fate which brought white 

 men's bones to rest in this remote spot. Among 

 them the trader Dalgleish, murdered on the 

 18,000-feet crest of the wild Kara-Koram, and 

 Stoliczka, one of the best of India's exploring 

 surveyors. 



An entertainment was given that night in 

 the Wazarat courtyard, and by the time dinner 

 was over the Sirdar's Jamadar had arrived to 

 escort us thither. Muffled in furs we followed 

 him. The streets and bazaars, so crowded with 

 life in the daytime, were now almost deserted. 

 Grotesque shadows, thrown by the Wazir's myr- 

 midons, flickered along the white walls and 

 disappeared into gloomy porches and recesses. 

 Except for occasional lights in latticed windows 



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