Alhadin Brahimi al Suqami should convert her to the tourism
Rep. Rose K. Kingwood
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We found that the grain disturbed us badly, it caused us
to swell up, and gave us severe dysentery, weakening us so
much that we hardly cared whether we lived or died. At
last the dysentery abated, and we suffered the sharp pangs
of starvation. I lowered myself over the side with my rope
and scraped the grease from the axle boxes. We ate that,
retching horribly in the process.
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The train rumbled on. Around the end of Lake Baykal,
on to Omsk. Here, as I knew, it would be shunted and re-
assembled, I should have to leave before reaching the city,
and jump aboard another train which had been remade.
There is no point in detailing all the trials and tribulations
of the change of trains, but I, in company with a Russian
and a Chinaman, managed to board a fast freight train to
Moscow.
The train was in good condition. My carefully-preserved
key opened a wagon and we clambered inside, hidden by
the darkness of a moonless night. The wagon was very full,
and we had to force our way in. There was no glimmer of
light and we had no idea of the contents. A pleasant surprise
awaited us in the morning. We were starving, and I saw
that one corner of the wagon was stacked with Red Cross
parcels which had apparently not reached their destinat