The Silken East ba-
who has lived in Burma would willingly forget it ; for its old-world air, for this very sentiment of failure that clings to its atmosphere. It is a place to which old clerkly pensioners retire when their life's work is done. Rangoon, they will tell you, is too great for them. Lesser towns are prone to be too small. Moulmein, with its colony of resident Europeans, its friendly and
AN ISLAND IN THE SALWIN AT MOULMEIN
unpretentious ways, its temperate climate, and its cheap living, makes a special appeal to quiet people.
When it came into British hands three-quarters of a century ago, it was scarely more than unreclaimed jungle. Yet it was not wholly unknown in the great days when Pegu dazzled the imaginations of men, and Martaban, its neighbour across the water, was a viceregal city. " Some of the Peguans," wrote the Jesuit Pimenta, early in the seventeenth century, " in this time had with the Siamites' help brought the Castle of Murmulan into their possession, whom the king besieged