226 Journal of the Asiatic Society of Bengal. [N.S., XIX, 
3 Days that thatRiver runneth, no Man dare enter into it; but 
on other Days Men dare enter well enough. 
‘Also beyond that River, more upwards to the Deserts, 
is a great Plain all gravelly, between the Mountains. And in 
that Plain, every Day at the Sun- Rising, begin to grow small 
Trees, and they grow till Mid-Day, bearing Fruit, but no Man 
dare take of that Fru t, for it is a thing of Faerie. And after 
Mid-Day, they decrease and enter again into the Earth, so 
that at the going down of the Sun they appear no more. And 
so they do, every Dav. And that is a great Marvel! 
z they speak of their own Nature, and say, 
‘* Salve!” (God save you!”’) to Men that go through the 
Deserts, and speak to [ P. 342] them as freely as though it were 
a Man that spoke. And they that speak well have a large 
tongue, and have 5 Toes upon a Foot. And there be also 
some of another manner, that have but 3 Toes upon a Foot, and 
they speak not, or but little, for they cannot but er 
that no Man will believe it by Estimation, but he had seen it. 
the P 
of Crystal, and another of green Jasper, 
another of Sardine, another of Cornelian, and the 7th, that he 
setteth his Feet on, is of Chrysolite. And all these Steps be 
bordered with fine Gold with other precious Stones, set 
with great orient Pearls. And the Sides of the Seat of his 
: I cannot give any rational explanation about the trees which Pol 
till mid-day even after reading Yule’s long notes on Arbol Sec and Arbo 
of in his Marea Polo. See index there. The descriptions of Arbol triste 
* Lat.: Psittacus, parrot. ‘ 
* There is much in the above paragraph which I do not power 
having read anywhere else, and which may be the result of actua 
travelling in some parts of India. 
