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tbrougli their village neat and smooth. Such streets 

 nsually consist of a naiTOW I'oad, bordered on either 

 side hj a band of green tuif, and outside of these 

 are sidewalks of naked soil like the road. Siz 

 miles out we came to Lotta, a village of about four 

 hundred souls, and soon after began to rapidly as- 

 cend by a well-built road, that zigzags up the sides 

 of Mount Empung, which foi-ms one of the north- 

 em buttresses of the plateau situated to the south 

 and east. Kine paals from Menado, when we were 

 about twelve hundred feet above the sea, I wheeled 

 round my horse and enjoyed a magnificent view 

 over the bay of Menado and the adjacent shora 

 Out in the bay rose several high islands, among them 

 the volcanic peak of Menado Tua, its head raised 

 high in the blue sky, and its feet bathed in the blue 

 sea. Near the shore the land is very low, and 

 abounds in various species of palms. Farther back 

 it begins to rise, and soon curves up towai'd the lofty 

 peak of Klabat. 



The beautiful cii-n which we liad noticed in the 

 early morning now began to change into rain-clouds, 

 and roll down the mountain, and soon the beautiful 

 landscape beneath us was entirely hidden from our 

 ^dew. The road here passes thi*ough deep cuts that 

 shoAY well the vaidous kinds of rocks, which ai'e 

 trachytic sand, pumice-stone, and a conglomerate of 

 these materials. As we ascended we passed many 

 places on the mountain-side whei'e the natives were 

 cultivating maize, and from fai' above us and beneath 

 us came the echoing and reechoing songs of the 

 natives, who were busy cultivatmg this exotic but 



