OUR TRIP TO BURMAH.
lightning; others are manifestly garrotted by huge ropes of creepers, in which they are entwinedaa branch being in some instances torn off and firmly held in the knot of this vegetable anaconda. For the most part the climbers are in cold weather costume, destitute alike of foliage and of blossom. Some, however, are rich in both; among them Thunbergia, Bugainvilia, several convulvuli, and Tricosanthis, a member of the Cucurbitarea, the green tendrils of which trail among branches, the bright redt round fruit swinging above our heads as we come along.
Ben-bui-bin derives its name from the Careya arborea, a small tree said to abound in its vicinity. We have seen much of it elsewhere, but none near Ben-bui-bin; but this is no doubt because we have neither time nor inclination to search very closely in the forest, which everywhere surrounds the small village. The careful way, too, that the houses are protected, each in its strong enclosure, speaks plainly of precautions needed against night attacks by tigers. A pleasant surprise. As we perform our toilette, Major Lloyd, Deputy-Commissioner, and Major Kingsley, of the 67th, make their unexpected but most welcome appearance, having left Tonghoo three days ago to come and meet the Chief. It is two oaclock before breakfast is announced; for if we managed to come on quickly, not so did our servants and establishment. The table is well furnished, as usual, for General Stewart has shown himself a thoroughly good purveyor. Viands from Tonghoo brought by our visitors, added to our own, make a meal equal to a Highland breakfast of the olden time. Little of the afternoon now remains, and it passes pleasantly away.
29th.aBurmese Riding.aTheing Creek.aGutting Timber.a Waste and Destruction.aAn Escape.aZee-bui-bin.a New Head Man.
We start at 7 a.m. For six long miles we wend our way along the channel of the Theing creek, occasionally climbing a steep ascent, squeezing through narrow forest tracks, and then descending into the river bedathus cutting off its numerousWe start at 7 a.m. For six long miles we wend our way along the channel of the Theing creek, occasionally climbing a steep ascent, squeezing through narrow forest tracks, and then descending into the river beda thus cutting off its numerous