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CHAPTER 44
CHAPTER 44

TO HIS SISTER

CHAPTER 44Visible text2 paragraphs
THE STEAMER "MURAVYOV,"
June 29, 1890.
Meteors are flying in my cabin -- these are luminous beetles that look like electric sparks. Wild goats swim across the Amur in the day-time. The flies here are huge. I am sharing my cabin with a Chinaman -- Son-Luli -- who is constantly telling me how in China for the merest trifle it is "off with his head." Last night he got drunk with opium, and was talking in his sleep all night and preventing me from sleeping. On the 27th I walked about the Chinese town Aigun. Little by little I seem gradually to be stepping into a fantastic world. The steamer rocks, it is hard to write.