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rushed back to Urga to take the kid to the doctor.  The man was pretty ancient and could not find anything in the kid's ear, but it kept on howling every now and then.  It swore that there was something moving in the ear and that every time it moved it hurt.  The kid had a small Russian nursemaid and as the child would not let any one of us touch him, the nurse proposed that they were going to play doctor.  The kid let her and she saw something moving in the ear.  Quickly she took some pincers and actually pulled out a goodsized worm, which must have sneaked into the kid's ear while sleeping in the fields.

Travelling through the big forests in the North of Urga to the Siberian railway is also delightful.  The mountains are covered with pine and many other kinds of trees, in autumn you get every possible shade of color on the trees.  Then there are the sunrises and sunsets.  Nowhere have I seen such splendour of colors and such beautiful skies as in Mongolia.  Of course even St.Peter cannot please everybody, for in the morning the chauffeur swears at the rising sun and in the evening at the setting sun.  For the following reason.  The car usually starts before daybreak in summer and when the sun rises over the horizon and you are driving in that direction, you very nearly get blinded, until it rises a little higher and the same thing happens in the evening, if you are travelling in the opposite direction.  But never mind, you let him swear, and admire the golden sun and the ever-changing colors of the clouds, while the sun is rising or setting.

Should I ever win the first price in the Irish Sweep I shall buy two camels, a cart and a tent and make an excursion all over Mongolia again.  If you travel about in a motorcar and especially if you are on a business trip, you have to rush about all the time and miss all the best parts.  I should like to find out, what is to the sides of the usual roads, that tremendous country, which is hardly explored.  There must be a lot of interesting places in districts which are far away from even the usual caravan routes.  I often