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ing a loft in savage grandeur, the dark and 

 frownint^ rntiges of the Rumbow hills give the 

 finish to the picture. 



The path from Kondoor j% Jemarapong runs 

 generally along the foot, or the sides of the hiib, 

 but occasionally descends and crosses the SiiW(i:(, 

 or some petty streams, over which occasionally 

 the trunk of a tree in carelessly throvvn, as a sub- 

 stitute for a bridge— The distance may be ac- 

 complished in a little more than three hours. 

 At the latter end of the journey » the road h steep 

 and rugged, climbiiTg the sides of various hills, 

 or leading over a dark ravine by means of a fallen 

 tree. The tangled and matted brushwood, clas- 

 ped together by ntimerous creepers, compels the 

 travellers here and there to force a passage through 

 on hiiSi hands and knees, and the difficulties of 

 progress cause an hour to be consumed in this 

 part of the journey. 



The village of Jemampong, allhough lying in 

 the midst of an extensive plain, is completely 

 shrouded from view by the density of the foliage 

 of the fruit trees, in which it is embosomed. The 

 surrounding scenery is rich and picturesque in 

 the extreme. I nmied lately in front of the village 

 or large tank is a reservoir of water. 



The road from Jemampong to Sal a, where 

 the tin mines commence, leads through a vast 

 unbroken forest, termed hutait hcsar, or the great 

 forest, previous to arriving at which the ground 

 is broken up wtth pools and swamps^ which ren- 

 der the journey fatiguing in the extreme; one 

 stream, waist deep, is to be crossed. The tan- 

 gled mass ofbrushwood, creepers,and ferns, hums 



