410 



THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE 



Photograph by Melville Chater 



AT THE END OE THE RAINBOW EIE PEACE AND PEENTY 



Orphan refugees, who are hoping to reach some town where there is bread. These were 

 the children who ate the candle-grease drippings alongside the Relief Committee car, in a 

 iand which is naturally fertile (see text, page 407). 



lars, through the darkness of which old 

 women arc seen, Norn-like, spinning the 

 weavers' thread, there are two market- 

 places, the Bazaar of the Living and the 

 Bazaar of the Dead. Under the high 

 arches of the former may he seen those 

 happy souls who, with a few precious 

 paper rubles in hand (for one no longer 

 thinks in mere kopecks in the Transcau- 

 casus), may buy, per Russian pound of 

 14J/2 ounces, black bread for 28 cents, 

 potatoes or unpolished rice for 50 cents, 

 raisins or edible seed for 75 cents/or who 



may have his shoes soled and heeled for 

 $6.25. But, in fact, the wearing of shoes 

 would be dangerous, since one might well 

 be murdered and robbed for that which 

 brings nigh to one hundred dollars. And, 

 anyway, the refugees do very well by 

 wrapping their feet in bits of rotten 

 carpet. 



SI<EEING THE BEEONGINGS OE THEIR DEAD 



Behind this market stands the second 

 bazaar, merely a sun-scorched acre of 

 dirt, recognizably Eastern by reason of 



