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which takes its rise in the mountains of Thibet, 

 above Neilung, to the north-east. Both rivers run 

 in deep, rocky gorges, that appear to have been 

 worn by the action of the water, and at their con- 

 fluence an immense precipitous cliff, fringed with 

 verdure, towers high into the sky and overhangs 

 both streams. The view from the bed of the river 

 where we bathed, near the junction of the streams, 

 was singularly wild and grand. Just above this 

 spot, at the base of another steep descent, where 

 the Ganges dashes down a chasm of rock about 

 forty feet wide, and perhaps a hundred and twenty 

 deep, is the shaky old bridge of Byramghattee, that 

 was built by one of the Teeree rajahs many years 

 ago. After leaving this relic of ancient days, a 

 couple of hours' hard walking brought us to the 

 confluence of the Meanee-Gadh, a rapid mountain 

 torrent, that takes its rise in the Meanee-teeba 

 range, the northern spurs of which form the lateral 

 banks of the valley. From this point the ascent 

 became very steep, the river forcing its passage 

 almost unseen in a succession of rapids down a 

 dark and narrow chasm, in many places more than 

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