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FROAI EDINBURGH TO INDIA AND BURMAH
Americans travel, and assimilate facts, and what extraordi-
nary conclusions some of them make.
We slow-going Scots hang on at Mandalay for a little.
We have not half seen the place, and wish to spend
hours and hours at the pagoda, watching the worshippers
there, and trying, if possible, to remember enough expres-
sions and forms and colours to use at home. Our fellow
passengers, Mr and Mrs S., elect to stay on board. They
have some days to spare, waiting for a down-river steam-
boat, wisely preferring that, to the bustle through to
Rangoon in the train.
Mr S. is playing the piano, G. and I are painting, Mrs
S. sewing, and all the morning, from the lower deck, there
comes the continual chink of silver rupees, where Captain
Robinson and his mate are settling the trade accounts of
the trip, blessing the Burmese clerk for having half a rupee
too much; funny work for men brought up to "handle
reef and steer."
Three steamers, similar to our own, with flats, lie along-
side the sandbank, all in black and white, with black and
red funnels and corrugated iron roofs, and "Gla.sgow''