Camping among the 'Tombs 
I came to some grain or rice field that had 
not yet been harvested, trusting that I could 
live indefinitely on toasted or raw corn, or 
rice. 
By this time I was becoming faint, and in 
making the journey to the town was alarmed to 
find myself growing staggery and giddy. The 
ground ahead seemed to be rising up in front 
of me, and the little streams in the ditches on 
the sides of the road seemed to be flowing up 
hill. Then I realized that I was becoming dan- 
gerously hungry and became more than ever 
anxious to receive that money package. 
To my delight this fifth or sixth morning, 
when I inquired if the money package had 
come, the clerk replied that it had, but that he 
could not deliver it without my being identi- 
fied. I said, “Well, here! read my brother’s 
letter,” handing it to him. “It states the 
amount in the package, where it came from, 
the day it was put into the office at Portage 
City, and I should think that would be enough.” 
He said, “No, that is not enough. How do I 
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