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SIAM AND CHINA
harmony in white. It reminded me of some Camaldolese convent or the old Serraglio at Constantinople.
The hill has two eminences, on one of which stands the royal palace, and on the other the court temple.
Precipitously descending we again mounted and rode to the still incomplete new royal palace. It was the late King Chulalong-komas dream to complete it, as he preferred the palm groves which surrounded it to the arid hill. But the present king has different tastes and is in no hurry to conclude the work.
Riding further into the country we reached the ruins of the Cambogian temple of Kampendeng. These ruins strangely remind me of the Lionsa Door at Mycenae.
A wonderful surprise awaited us. Whilst stumbling amid the ruins and broken columns, regretting not finding some little idol to bring back with us as souvenir, a Buddah appeared smiling at us from amid the deep undergrowth. It was a seated figure of stone ; one arm only is missing.
It is not a thing to be carried away, but to be admired and should be preserved. We could not admire enough this masterpiece, which I christened the a Cheerful Buddah a as it has a very calm and happy expression. My only regret was that I had left my camera behind! But every hope was not lost. On our way back to-morrow we were to have a long stay at Petchaburi.
We visited another huge temple, where there are 195 Buddahs sitting in a row. They made but little impression on me. The a Cheerful Buddah a was always before our eyes, seeming to scoff at the religious and solemn faces of his colleagues.
At two in the afternoon we left for Hua-Hin on the seashore, the future Ostend of Siam. Descending at the station, which is the