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tlirouo'li their villasre neat and smooth. Such streets 



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usually consist of a narrow road, bordered on either 

 side by a band of green turf, and outside of these 

 are sidewalks of naked soil like the road. Six 

 miles out we came to Lotta, a village of about four 

 hundi'ed souls, and soon after began to rapidly as- 

 cend by a well-built road, that zigzags up the sides 

 of Mount Empung, which forms one of the north- 

 ern buttresses of the plateau situated to the south 

 and east. Nine j^9fl5<2/5 from Menado, when we were 

 about twelve hundred feet above the sea, I wheeled 

 round my horse and enjoyed a magnificent view 

 over the bay of Menado and the adjacent shore. 

 Out in the bay rose several high islands, among them 

 the volcanic peak of Menado Tua, its head raised 

 high in the blue sky, and its feet bathed in the blue 

 sea. Near the shore the land is very low, and 

 abounds in various species of palms. Farther back 

 it begins to rise, and soon curves up toward the lofty 

 peak of Klabat. 



The beautiful cirri which we had noticed in the 

 early morning now began to change into rain-clouds, 

 and roll down the mountain, and soon the beautiful 

 landscape beneath us was entirely hidden from our 

 view. The road here passes through deep cuts that 

 show well the various kinds of rocks, which are 

 trachytic sand, pumice-stone, and a conglomerate of 

 these materials. As we ascended we passed many 

 places on the mountain-side where the natives were 

 cultivating maize, and from far above us and beneath 

 us came the echoing and reechoing songs of the 

 natives, who were busy cultivating this exotic but 



