Kalgan

China lay behind me and below, for we had risen some fifteen hundred feet since leaving Kalgan.

So you turn your back upon Peking, and the railway takes you to Kalgan on the edge of the great plateau.

It was a Chinese returning home from Urga, walking all the seven hundred miles across the desert to Kalgan.

Two hundred miles from Kalgan we passed the telegraph station of Pongkiong manned by two Chinese.

After his wanderings even Kalgan was a haven of rest, and he had secured there a base of operations.