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TIBETAN NOMADS. 365
man dips his dirt-plastered fingers. The sour milk was
a long way the best ; it was thick, white and sour. I am
not, as a rule, a gourmet, but I do not think I ever tasted
anything better than sho, as the Tibetans call it ;
cham-
A Tibetan Woman.
pagne and oysters are not to be mentioned in the same
breath with it.
Breakfast over, it was time to pay Sampo Singhi for the
good things he had brought us. The honest Tibetan
weighed in his hand with manifest pleasure the Chinese
silver money which I offered him, but he said that he could
not accept anything except Lassa money. Of that we had
of course none ; but fortunately there were stowed away in
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