The nicest things one does on a holiday are never the interesting things to-read about, so I won't tell you about that wonderful beef steak T had with iced beer after a long hot dusty walk, or the different fruits I bought'in the gay market or even of the price of a whisky and soda though that wasn't nice, but they are all experiences I would gladly repeat, I visited the Taiwan Shrine and loved the river that curves so grandly round the hill upon which, stands. I went to the hot springs by train away up in the hills, and again by train I followed my beautiful smooth river past golden oranges hanging like fairy lamps on their dark green trees to Tamsui and saw there the outside of the British Consulate, a weied building high on the hill looking very medieval and defensive, with the date V. R, 1868 on a boundary stone, The empty wharves, the big deserted Customs clearing house and the solitary Chinese june Yoading wood told their own tale, not unimpreasively, When the day came to rejoin steamer I turned my back upon Formosa with far, fur, too rany interesting expeditions unmade which some day I hope to return and make,
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.