. Une Yankee sur le Yangtsé : être un récit d'un voyage de Shanghai à travers le royaume de Birmanie centrale. de gratitude. J'espère qu'il thoughtit, il montait et j'ai marché. Confort, pilules, mountainchair et bons voeux pour lui, mais non merci pour nous !La nature et caractères de l'areequally chinois difficile à maîtriser. Cette région a beengreatly terrible au cours des dernières années, il n'y a pas de doute,mais il doit maintenant être plus santé vous bien, ou peut-être thesuperstition cède la place au bon sens pratique. J'ai passé le dimanche à le village de montagne de Taiping-pu, lorsqu'il y a des musulmans et le boeuf, et où e

• Contributeur: The Reading Room
• ID de l’image: 2AFKEC1
• Taille du fichier: 7,1 MB (211,9 KB Téléchargement compressé)
• Autorisations: Modèle - non | Propriété - non
• Dimensions: 1292 x 1934 px | 21,9 x 32,7 cm | 8,6 x 12,9 inches | 150dpi

Informations supplémentaires

Cette image appartient au domaine public, ce qui signifie que le droit d’auteur a expiré ou que le titulaire du droit d’auteur a renoncé à ses droits. Les frais facturés par Alamy couvrent l’accès à la copie haute résolution de l’image.

Cette image peut avoir des imperfections car il s’agit d’une image historique ou de reportage.

. A Yankee on the Yangtze : being a narrative of a journey from Shanghai through the central kingdom to Burma. of gratitude. I hope he thoughtit, for he rode and I walked. Comforts, pills, mountainchair and good wishes for him, but no thanks for us !The character and characters of the Chinese areequally difficult to master. This region has beengreatly dreaded in former years, there is no doubt, but it must now be more healthful, or perhaps thesuperstition is giving way to practical common-sense. I spent Sunday at the mountain village of Taiping-pu, where there are Moslems and beef, and where thewomen rise to their feet when a man passes. The airis pure. The hamlet lies about seven thousand eighthundred feet above the sea, in the midst of woodedhills and beautiful scenery. There is certainly lessiniquity in Mohammedan than in Buddhist villages. & — in % m =? thousand learnings are not worth one seeing. CHAPTER XX. CHINESE FAITH IN FOREIGN MEDICINE—TENG-YUEH PLAIN—A LEGEND OF TATUNG—THEORIGIN OF PEAT—CHINESE BILLS—WANT OFMISSIONS IN TENGYUEH—BLUE FRIEND THREE—A PEARL OF PRICE.. Cooking Range. ^^^^^HREE red-coated soldiers bivouaced^^| comfortably on the porch of the official rest house in the mountain£4 ? village of Taipingpu. They built m 8 a fire before our door and erected some split bamboo matting tohead off the chilly mountain wind.By half-past three in the morningwe were off with torches of splitbamboo tied in bundles eight feetlong. The descent of thirty li to the Schweli or goldenwater, began directly we left the hamlet. Our path layin a sunken road, full of the most surprising curves.The rain, pouring down heavily, made uncertainstepping for our coolies, as we passed under archesformed by overhanging trees. It would be a charmingroad, I have no doubt, on a clear, warm day. Ourtorches were exhausted when we reached BambooHamlet, but Mohammedan Horse, the elder at Taiping-pu, had foreseeen this, so we had to wait merely tolight new flambeaux. In

Recherche dans la banque de photos par tags

• bookcentury1900
• bookdecade1900
• bookpublisherlondo
• bookyear1904