FROM TONKIN TO INDIA
continually stopping to smoke pipes with the villagers and getting lost. It was a wonder he was not left behind. At the large village of Ninglou we were received by the white-bearded chief, who, with his son, was clad in Chinese robes of gorgeous silk, with a gold dragon embroidered on the front. This venerable personage was
a Singpho of importance ; three men behind him bore a white umbrella and two red banners. He presented a letter to us from Mr. Needham at Sadiya. It was a pleasure to me to remark several Indians at Ninglou. After a year spent among the peoples of the Mongol race, these Aryans, with their lively eyes, profiles, and beards like our own, seemed almost brothers; as
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indeed the Indians
are, elder brothers. Josephas delight, too, at seeing a real shop again and comparing its prices with those of Tali, was amusing.
On the 24th (December) Roux and I descended the remaining reaches of the Nam-Dihing for some hours in a pirogue to the Brahmaputra, which at this point was 100 yards to 200 yards