Saturday Morning.  It got too dark to write last night and it was bitterly cold, because Inner Mongolia is nearly 4000 feet high, somewhat higher than Snowdon.  Prince Otcheroff, our host, has gone off to catch horses and we are waiting till he comes back before going to call back on Diluwa.  He has a motorcar and we shall travel together to visit some Mongol princes.  I am presently sitting on a box covered with a very bright, small Mongol carpet.  The nine yurts of the Buriat settlement, our tent and the tents of some Russian traders (from Kalgan and Tientsin) are behind me.  As we are breaking camp, we shall say good-bye to Prince Otcheroff and then off we go in search of the Living Buddha again.

Sunday, July 21st, one o’clock.  “On the track of the Living Buddha” - we have been following his motorcar track across the Steppes, but cannot find him.  We followed his tracks last night till dark and then pitched our tent near a spring about one mile from a Mongol camp.  I am afraid we cannot find the High Lama, so we will have to make our way southwards.

Six o’clock.  Hurray!  We have tracked Diluwa like Boy Scouts from one prince’s camp to another.  We are going to spend the night in the camp (seven yurts, and about 20 camels) of the Prince of East Sunnit and we leave tomorrow morning for Larsen’s Camp, the Living Buddha leading us in his car.  There are black clouds and it has become very dark and overcast.  If it rains, we may be stuck here for days.  The Prince of this Banner has returned and offered us his yurt.  I am very glad because the tent is cold.  It is hot during the day and very cold at night – so Nos Da. [Good night.]

Tuesday, July 23rd.  We came 150 miles yesterday, Monday, to Larsen’s Camp.  We have just left Larsen’s Camp where we saw Sir Charles Bell and our Military Attaché.  We are going through bandit country to Dolonor.  I am told they are very pleasant bandits and do not attack foreigners.  Dr Müller knows the bandit leader quite well and we may call to see him.  I don’t think there is any danger, because 35 bandits were seen on the road yesterday and they were driven off into the mountains.  We were stuck in the mud for three hours; got stuck again later.  I am afraid we will have to camp out tonight.  Dolonor is on the map but the other places are not.