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their loads and ran off. We got a couple of baskets of rice from the 

 people of the village and a small pig, but the total of to-day's supplies 

 was not more than sufficient to allow of half a seer per man, and all 

 the salt had been expended, which made the privation greater. 



March 5th. Sent the Mohurir Ram Doss to the village with ten 

 Shans who had accompanied me, to get some rice ; but the people 

 assembled with spears, and said our intention was to burn their vil- 

 lage ; but on being assured that we only wanted rice they gave some, 

 though a small quantity, and we marched off. At 9° 50' a. m. went 

 over a hill and ascended to Umponglo, the chief of which seemed very 

 friendly, and offered to accompany us and bring Ikkaree to terms, 

 which offer I gladly accepted. We had some difficulty in getting suf- 

 ficient rice to admit of each man's getting his half seer ; we succeed- 

 ed only by hard pressing, and remaining under the village for some 

 time. We descended thence and passed a good sized river, flowing in 

 a northern direction towards the Tamake into which it falls; it is 

 called here the Unnuruce ; passing it we ascended and came to a fine 

 flat space of clear rice land, on the top of a hill ; winding over several 

 heights we descended to a small stream, on which we encamped in 

 rather stony ground. 



March 6th. Broke ground at 5° 45' a. m. and went a short way 

 through the forest, when we came to a wdde rocky space with scattered 

 jungle, apparently the course of a considerable body of water in an- 

 other season, but now confined to a clear stream of little magnitude ; 

 on its right bank there is fine encamping ground amidst topes of the 

 large Kakoo bamboos. We passed no less than four or five streams in 

 the course of our journey this day, and ascended a very high hill on 

 which were the remains of an old village. The great range became 

 more broken in its regularity here, and we ascended over several hills 

 and reached the valley beneath Tukquogenam, a village of about sixty 

 or seventy houses, written in Captain Pember ton's map, Takojunom- 

 nee. We encamped in a triangular-shaped rice cultivation, which was 

 raised by steps (the highest about thirty feet) above the level of the 

 valley, for the purpose of retaining the water to nourish the rice crops. 

 Through the centre ran a clear rocky stream of about twenty or thirty 

 yards broad, with which they could irrigate at pleasure. On our 

 arrival we found Bahoota, a lad who called himself Impaisjee's ne- 

 phew, but who was merely an adopted son of that chief, and who had 

 promised to bring in Impaisjee and Ikkaree at Beren, but broke his 

 promises as easily as he made them. I had fortunately taken the pre- 

 caution to send the interpreter with the chief of Umponglo before us 

 to calm any fears the villagers might have had, and lucky it was I did 



