[Feb 26th 1916] difficulty, he recalled the name of Aga Jan, then the honest old Tonga driver would be present in the spirit to assist him. A kindly idea, and who knows but there may be some real stratum of truth underlying these simple notions that to the materialistic mind seem but sentimental phantacies. The rains are gone. A beautiful evening follows: one of the freshest I have known. And as we rumble along in the train, the lovely snows appear through the dense mist; the silver peaks gleam through the storm clouds as magnificent as ever. To my mind the most majestic scene one earth is the endless succession of Himalayan ranges clothed in everlasting snow.
Sunday: Feb 27th. Peshawar. Arrived in camp at dawn after a