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that the bridges across the Ringbi and Ratong were broken, we were 

 compelled to proceed by the long route via. Tingling. So after par. 

 taking of murwa presented to us by the mundul or headman, and 

 having made purchases of rice, fowls, eggs and butter, at 10.30 

 A. M. we resumed our march in a westerly direction. Having crossed 

 through the Liebong cultivation and clearance, and making a rapid 

 and very steep descent, we crossed the Ringbi by a bamboo bridge 

 thrown across a deep narrow gorge, through which the whole body of 

 the stream rushed with impetuosity, rolling and boiling over large 

 blocks of gneiss rock. The Ringbi at this spot is very narrow, con- 

 fined between steep rocky sides, the bed of which is full of deep 

 pools of clear water. The ridge was not more than twenty feet in 

 length, and the view of the river from it very wild. After a steep 

 ascent and a slight descent we reached the Ringbi, here we bathed, 

 washed clothes and had tiffin. Air 70° ; water 56°. 



Left the river at \ to 2 p. m. and after a steep ascent of 40 

 minutes reached our halting-place at Tingling, altogether a distance 

 of about eight miles. "We put up in the house of the headman of 

 the village, who very politely offered us his apartment on the floor 

 of which our dinner was cooked. We turned in early, but what 

 with the coughing and loud talking of our host's family, some 

 of us did not get to sleep until near morning. There was an ill- 

 natured cur at this place, who several times snarled and snapped at 

 our heels. 



We had not been in bed very long before a rumbling noise, not 

 unlike the devotional murmurings of a Llama, was heard, which 

 shortly increased in earnestness and became louder and louder. At 

 last it was indistinctly heard to say, " that beast of a dog has got hold 

 of my hand and won't let go, he has bitten my hand right through 

 now ;" and then the same voice was very distinctly heard to say, " I'll 

 eat no more dinner, I was in a mortal funk, and could get no one to 

 take the beast off, though I tried hard to do so." This was our 

 friend Kemble who had evidently partaken freely of dinner, and was 

 labouring under the effects of nightmare. 



The Molee Goompa is immediately above Tingling on the summit 

 of the Molee mountain. The Chanacheeling, Pemionchee, Tassiding, 

 Rubolong, Gyratong, Doobdee and Kaichoopeenee Goompas are all 

 visible from this place. 



