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and on the sidewalks. A mango about eight inches long, of a 

 light green color, was very common here, and we afterwards en- 

 joyed it at table both at Tosari and Soerabaja. As we got farther 

 out we found a "stoomtram" alongside occupying a large share of 

 the roadway, but as the trains were infrequent and stops a long 

 distance apart it was not in our way. Tobacco and corn, with 

 some sugar, were in the fields ; the tobacco seemed a different 

 variety, with curled leaves; they picked the leaves and left the 

 stalks to leaf out again ; the drying houses were not so well built 

 as those we had already seen. A fine concrete and iron sugar mill, 

 the finest we saw in Java, was passed on the road to our right. 



At Pasrepan, after a long and dusty ride, we were transferred 

 to another similar cart with two ponies and then began the ascent 

 as soon as we had left the little village. At Poespo (2500 ft.) we 

 found (Fig. 133) a pretty little adjunct to the Tosari Sanatorium 

 (which is 6000 ft.) where delicate people can stop, coming or going, 

 to get gradually used to the change of climate. The view of the 

 volcano Kawi was fine, much finer, as we afterwards found, than 

 we got from the cloudy Tosari. Here the carts deposited us, and 

 my secretary was provided with a pony and I, owing to my poor 

 leg, with a chair and eight coolies, most of them mere boys. With- 

 out much delay we started, our suit cases tied securely to a short 

 bambu and carried by another coolie who, with our horseman and 

 guide, soon passed out of sight. There was not much to see on 

 the way except some black monkeys high in the trees, and the 

 road continued good and was lined all the w r ay to the top with 

 Casuarina trees (Tijemaras). Mr. Wilson arrived at the sana- 

 torium at 12:30, but my boys were slow and it was 2 before I arrived 

 and hobbled up the steps to our nice room, where our small luggage 

 was already placed. The partitions were thin, and the ceiling of 

 bambu mat, but the two beds had no mosquito nets, and did have 

 two large and thick blankets as well as the universal "Dutch wife"; 

 a gas mantle burner within the room and another over the table 

 outside on the gallery. It was cloudy and cold, so that I sat in my 

 overcoat as there was no fire to comfort us. It was a disappoint- 

 ment to find that we could not go on to Bromo the next day, as all 

 the ponies were engaged; however, we arranged all for Monday. 



Sunday, Sept. 29. It was pleasant to be able to sleep in our 

 rolls of blankets until daylight; a rare thing for us in Java, but 



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