At last we made the farther bank and continued southward down the valley, glad to have left the geological and figurative volcanoes behind us.

Ten miles farther on we came up with the first party of refugees.

They had spread a big tent and made a fire inside, filling it with warmth and smoke.
Their camp was made beside the establishment of a large Chinese trading house, where the owners refused to let the colonists come into their amply spacious buildings, even though there were children, women and invalids among the refugees.

We spent but half an hour here.

The road as we continued was easy, save in places where the snow lay deep.