LAND OF THE MANCHUS. 
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slif^litest alarm throw themselves clown, and then 
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again cautiously advance till within certain range, 
when they fire, and usually bring down their 
cparry. 
I had pictured the land of the Llanchus as bleak 
and barren, but I found myself, as it were, in a 
(U’eat garden run wild. From the sandy banks of 
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a small trout stream, where plenty of fish were 
rising, I was surrounded by large crimson roses, 
white-flowered peonies, spotted tiger-lilies, a scarlet 
single-flowered lychnis, clusters of clematis with 
dark, hairy, bell-shaped blossoms, lilies of the 
valley, tall blue-flowered Polymoniums, and the 
bfioiit yellow blossoms of Trollius asiaticus. The 
rest of the vegetation was made up of oak-scrub, 
plume-like sedges, tall grasses, and the stems of a 
oiant Archangclica, with here and there Geranium 
pratense and a pretty red Valerian. 
Beetles turned up in great abundance, the dear 
cuckoo was heard repeating over and over its 
favourite monotone, and the skylark overhead was 
singing gloriously. 
