BHAMO AND TSEMBO.
their quick perception and ever-courteous wish to give you pleasure, instantly presented them to me. The Pohn-gyee also begged my acceptance of a lovely bunch of yellow bananas, such bananas, indeed, as only Burma can produce.
We had tea with our hospitable friend, Mr. Wallace, who lived in a real Burmese house, with the exception of having a plank floor instead of
one constructed only of bamboo. After tea he suggested that we should go to dinner with him, adding that he hoped we should not mind bringing our own knives and forks and mugs, as he had a very limited supply. This we were, of course, delighted to do, as we had come prepared with all necessaries, as the boat we came on was a mere launch with two little bamboo cabins, which, of