were extinguished.

"The eyes of wolves," smiled my companion. "We have fed them to satiety
from the flesh of ourselves and our enemies!" he quietly interpolated,
as he turned to continue his confession of faith.

"During the War we saw the gradual corruption of the Russian army and
foresaw the treachery of Russia to the Allies as well as the approaching
danger of revolution. To counteract this latter a plan was formed to
join together all the Mongolian peoples which had not forgotten their
ancient faiths and customs into one Asiatic State, consisting of
autonomous tribal units, under the moral and legislative leadership of
China, the country of loftiest and most ancient culture. Into this State
must come the Chinese, Mongols, Tibetans, Afghans, the Mongol tribes of
Turkestan, Tartars, Buriats, Kirghiz and Kalmucks. This State must
be strong, physically and morally, and must erect a barrier against
revolution and carefully preserve its own spirit, philosophy and
individual policy. If humanity, mad and corrupted, continues to threaten
the Divine Spirit in mankind, to spread blood and to obstruct moral
development, the Asiatic State must terminate this movement decisively
and establish a permanent, firm peace. This propaganda even during the
War made splendid progress among the Turkomans, Kirghiz, Buriats and
Mongols. . . . 'Stop!' suddenly shouted the Baron."

The car pulled up with a jerk. The General jumped out and called me to
follow. We started walking over the prairie and the Baron kept bending
down all the time as though he were looking for something on the ground.

"Ah!" he murmured at last, "He has gone away. . . ."

I looked at him in amazement.

"A rich Mongol formerly had his yurta here. He was the outfitter for the
Russian merchant, Noskoff. Noskoff was a ferocious man as shown by the
name the Mongols gave him--'Satan.' He used to have his Mongol debtors
beaten or imprisoned through the instrumentality of the Chinese
authorities. He ruined this Mongol, who lost everything and escaped to
a place thirty miles away; but Noskoff found him there, took all that he
had left of cattle and horses and left the Mongol and his family to die
of hunger. When I captured Urga, this Mongol appeared and brought with
him thirty other Mongol families similarly ruined by Noskoff. They
demanded his death. . . . So I hung 'Satan' . . ."

Anew the motor car was rushing along, sweeping a great circle on the
prairie, and anew B