Chap. XII. 
LEAVE THE TEMPLE. 
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over I gave the old priest a present for his kindness, 
which, although small, seemed to raise me not a little in 
his esteem. The chair-bearers were then summoned, 
and we left the hospitable roof of the Buddhist priests 
to explore more distant parts of the hills. What roof 
was next to shelter me I had not the most remote 
idea. 
Our host followed me to the gateway, and made his 
adieus in Chinese style. As we threaded our way 
amongst the hills, I observed tea-gatherers busily em- 
ployed on all the hill-sides where the plantations were. 
They seemed a happy and contented race ; the joke 
and merry laugh were going round, and some of them 
were singing as gaily as the birds in the old trees about 
the temples. 
A Chinfse Tomb. 
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