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filled with flowers, theatricals, wars, etc. It was made of stone. I also saw 

 a memorial arch erected in the Han Dynasty. It's a slab of sandstone upright on 

 a great stone turtle's back. 



^e secured five birds and some good insects. I called on the local magistrate 

 to see about an escort for tomorrow. He is 20 odd years old. 



Here at Luh Shan the barometer registers 2590 feet above sea level. 



June 26. We were delayed quite a while this morning because the escort was 

 very slow in coming. They ate their breakfast and changed their clothing before 

 starting. When we reached Shuang' Ho Tsang the Christians gave us a dinner. Here 

 we were delayed a long time by the coolies, who dallied unusually long smoking their 

 opium. The road today was not very long, but was very hard, often rough, uneven, 

 and steep. We went through a gorge before reaching Shuanjj _Ho_*Tsang ^ In it is a 

 natural bridge caused by the falling of great rocks from the overhanging cliffs. 

 The water runs unde^ the rocks, and the road goes over them. Mammal No. 255. For 

 probably a half-mile the road has been blasted out of the side of a cliff above 

 the stream. The road is from one to two yards wide, and has no fence on the out- 

 side. If one should fall off, he would fall between 60 and 100 feet into the swift 

 mountain stream below. I have not heard of any accidents happening, but we would 



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exoect plenty of them in the United States along such a road. 

 We crossed a pass just before dark. 



During the day we passed one spot where robbers' frequently appear, between Luh 

 Shan and Shuang Ho Tsang. The last name means the village of Two Rivers • There are 

 two streams that unite here. 



The country we are in is very rich in specimens. I think it would pay to work 

 this district for months, if not for a year or two. My hopes are high for a fine 

 collection this summer, both in quantity and in quality. 



We have seen some wonderful scenery today, but we have passed over some of the 

 worst roads, if not the worst, that I have ever traversed. This side of Shuang Ho 

 Tsansr it was especially bad. We have crossed a high pass. On both sides of the 

 pass, the road crosses and recrosses a creek bed. Practically nothing seems ever to 

 have been done to improve the road. Big boulders make travel difficult and precari- 

 ous, especially at night. The road is very bad for day travel, and nearly im- 

 possible at night. 



The last coolies with their loads reached the top of thepass just before dark. 

 Most of them had been unable to smoke their opium or eat much of anything at 

 Shuang Ho Tsang. At the top of the pass, several were very weak. One man sat on 

 his load with his eyes partly closed, and his face gaunt and pale with misery. His 

 head actually tottered from side to side like a man very sick, if not about to die. 



In about four places this side of the pass, the road is narrow, and a slip of 

 the foot would cause one to fall into the creek several feet below. 



It became dark soon after we started dorm the mountain. The three lanterns 



