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Updated: June 19, 2025
I experienced great difficulty in sitting down when I had been standing, and in getting up when I had been sitting down. Through the great strain they had undergone, my joints were stiff and swollen, and remained so for several months. I was anxious to return to Europe as soon as possible. From Gungi and Garbyang I travelled down to Askote in the company of the Political Agent.
One of the most peculiar men I had with me was a Tibetan brigand, a man with the strength of an ox. His history did not bear a close examination. He had killed many people. He asked to be employed by me, as he had quarrelled with his wife, and refused to live with her any longer. The son of one of the richest traders of Garbyang, a young fellow called Kachi, also accompanied me.
Though still suffering much pain, I insisted on turning back once more toward Tibet to help him in his task. By quick marches we reached Garbyang and climbed toward the snows. We intended crossing over the Lippu Pass into Tibet to give the Jong Pen an opportunity of being interviewed. The Tibetan official refused to meet us.
The clouds became black and threatening, and snow soon fell in feathery flakes. "What are you going to do?" inquired the doctor of me. "I think you had better return to Garbyang, get fresh men, and make another start." "No, doctor. I will die rather than continue this backward march. I have resolved to start alone to-night. I am convinced that I shall have better success.
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