Graham, Stephen / Through Russian central Asia, by Stephan Graham, with many black-and-white illustrations from original photographs
XII: "midsummer night among the tent-dwellers", pp. 201-220
XIi "MIDSUMMER NIGHT AMONG THE TENT- DWELLERS" I WALKED forth from Kopal on a broad moorland road, and after several hours' upland tramping came to the Cossack village of Arazan - a typical willow-shaded settlement with irrigation streamlets rushing along the channels between the roadway and the cottages. Here, at the house of a herculean old soldier, I was offered for dinner a dish of hot milk, ten lightly boiled eggs, and a hunch of black bread -the typical meal of the day for a wanderer in these parts. In the pleas- ant coolness of five o'clock sunshine I passed out at the other end of the only street of the village and climbed up into the hills beyond. I turned a neck in the mountains, descended by little green gorges into strange valleys, and climbed out of them to high ridges and cold, wind-swept heights. All about me grew desolate and rugged. It was touching to look back at the little collection of homes that I had left - the com- pact little island of trees in the ocean of moorland below me and behind me - and look forward to the pass where all seemed dreadful and forbidding in front.
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