^ To Yenan-Gyaung
singular blistered look, that is in harmony with their arid character. Red drums of oil like gas tanks, clusters of thatched huts in which the work-people
live, the wider roofs of the European houses, the dark tapering spires of a monastery, and the cupola of a white pagoda complete the picture. In the fenced yard of the superintendent, there is a flower garden, gorgeous with scarlet and yellow canna and purple convoivuli ; the only patch of lively colour on the brown slopes.
The superintendent, an American, with clear blue eyes, a soft lazy drawl, and a loud, frank, explosive laugh, shows me round.
" Wal," he says, " thar ain't much to see around here; but I guess you're welcome to see what thar is."
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