THROUGH DESERTS AND OASES
OF CENTRAL ASIA
Strike me dead, the track has vanished.
Well, what now? We’ve lost the way,
Demons have bewitched our horses,
Led us in the wilds astray.
Pushkin.
A YA-YIEH OR YAMEN RUNNER.
Frontispiece.
THROUGH DESERTS AND
OASES OF CENTRAL ASIA