ABSTRACT

We started very early next morning (January 19) as I was anxious to pass through the village and Government outpost of Tsöntang before it was really light. I knew that a register was kept of all persons who passed through, and I was anxious to avoid having to sign this. To escape attention was rather a difficult task, as the road lay right through the village. I had everything well muffled up and prayed to all the gods of Hindustan that“Paris” would not begin kicking and generally “showing off” at the wrong moment.