348 TEA DISTRICTS OF CHINA. Chap. XX. 



[Old Stone at Poo-too.] 



home on the small and solitary island where their 

 remains are now reposing. 



Having made copies of the characters, I went 

 onwards down the hill, in the direction of a large 

 group of temples. At the bottom of the hill, and in 

 front of the temples, there is a pretty lake filled with 

 the Nelumbium, which was now in full bloom. As 

 I came near, I observed a Chinaman fishing in the 

 lake. This rather surprised me, as the Buddhists in 

 this part of China do not take the life of any animal, 

 and never eat animal food, — at least such is their pro- 



