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the monastery Pootalah, the residence of Dalai Lama; of Lubrong, 
the residence of Teshoo Lama, in Tibet; and of Cattamandu, the capital 
of Nipal, and Patau, in the same kingdom, as well as of other places of 
famed resort.' Their representations partook both of plan and perspec¬ 
tive"; and, without the advantages of light and shade, a pretty good idea 
ofthe stile of building peculiar to each country might be collected from 
them ; nor were characteristic figures omitted: for instance, Chinese 
and Tartars in the views ofLassa; the yellow cap in Teshoo Loom- 
boo ; the flowing muslin robe in the pictures of Nipal ; and peacocks 
and prancing Tangun horses made a figure in those of Bootan. The 
upper apartments had good boarded floors, and were neatly painted. 
Their favourite colour is vermilion. There were other temples, and 
many cabinets of diminutive Dewtas, which they had no scruple in 
conducting us to see. 
Some time elapsed, though we hastily ran over the different rooms ; 
and when we descended to the pavilion, we were immediately called 
to dinner. The Raja’s repast consisted of boiled rice, some vegetables, 
and a kind of bread, resembling pie-crust : a couple of cold fowls, 
which had been dressed in a cuisinier, with biscuit, cheese, beer, and 
wine, served us. The Raja supplied a dish of strange heterogeneous 
composition, for which, not all his rhetoric could give us a relish. 
It was an olio, consisting of rancid butter, various vegetables, rice, 
spices, and fat pork : a meat against which, our experience in this 
country, had inspired us with an invincible prejudice. The fermented 
infusion, called Chong, was more acceptable, and we drank of it 
plentifully. 
