| Preface | [vij] | |
| PART I The Face of Manchuria | ||
| I. | Hulan | [3] |
| II. | Moukden | [11] |
| III. | Hsin Muntun | [34] |
| IV. | Liao Yang | [42] |
| V. | A Visit to the Thousand Peaks | [51] |
| VI. | From Moukden to Korea | [58] |
| XIV. | Ashiho | [141] |
| (For narrative purposes included in Part II.) | ||
| PART II The Face of Korea | ||
| VII. | Pyöng Yang | [67] |
| VIII. | Sunday at Pyöng Yang | [74] |
| IX. | The History of Roman Catholicism in Korea | [84] |
| X. | Seoul | [93] |
| XI. | Fusan | [107] |
| XII. | The Diamond Mountains | [113] |
| XIII. | Seoul to Dalny | [134] |
| XIV. | Ashiho | [141] |
| PART III The Face of Russian Turkestan | ||
| XV. | Through Siberia | [151] |
| XVI. | Into Turkestan | [171] |
| XVII. | Tashkent | [178] |
| XVIII. | The Home of Tamerlane | [188] |
| XIX. | Samarkand | [201] |
| XX. | Bokhara | [220] |
| XXI. | Through the Caucasus | [230] |
| Index | [241] | |
| Map | [To face page 248] | |
ILLUSTRATIONS
| Tamerlane’s Tomb | [Frontispiece] |
| Foo Ling Tomb | [To face page 12] |
| Imperial Tomb, Moukden | [28] |
| Manchu Ladies’ Greeting | [36] |
| Korean Gate, Liao Yang | [42] |
| Blind Buddhist Nun | [49] |
| Buddhist Monastery | [53] |
| Korean in Mourning | [69] |
| Coy Korean Maiden | [76] |
| Korean Woman | [94] |
| Empress’s Tomb | [102] |
| Korean Graves | [103] |
| (A) Fusan; (B) Korean Village | [108] |
| (A) Devil Posts; (B) “Ten Parts Imperfect One” | [118] |
| North Gate, Seoul | [131] |
| Mohammedan Mosque | [145] |
| Prayer at a Saint’s Tomb | [184] |
| Tamerlane’s Tomb (Interior) | [190] |
| Samarkand | [211] |
| Hazréti Shah Zindeh | [215] |
| Mosque at Bokhara | [226] |
| Baku | [231] |
| (A) Tiflis; (B) A Persian | [233] |
| Mount Kasbec | [236] |
PART I
The Face of Manchuria
CHAPTER I
Hulan
There is always a thrill of expectation for the genuine traveller on crossing the frontier into an unknown country, which even the sight of the custom-house fails to dispel. In the case of Manchuria we were fortunate enough to escape the custom-house altogether, as having no registered luggage we only received a perfunctory visit from the politest of officials in our railway carriage at about 11 P.M. While all the rest of the travellers had to turn out and spend an hour or more in an offensive-smelling office, we comfortably went to bed and awoke next morning to find a glorious, dazzling sun shining on the snowy plain between Manchuria (town) and our terminus, Kharbin. The railway station is in the Russian town, which has been built up round it, and still looks painfully new: it lies on the banks of the great Sungari River, at the junction of the Trans-Siberian line with the line to Moukden and Peking. After a night’s rest in the Russian hotel we started for Hulan, a Chinese town about sixteen miles to the north of Kharbin.