Five hours Inter the train pulls into Honigehow and rived. but happy; the passengers pour onl or, to the station. showing the Dattered tickets for the last time and disappear into the night, A small party of" English people scorn the modern comforts of the Lakeview Hotel and wend their way to a Chinese Hotel. They are usher= edt Into a suite of rooms overlooking: courtyard. Massive blackwood furniture mingles with ultraemode: t: chairs and with great pride the plecederesistance in the principal Eedroom is disclosed, a large brass Gouble-bed with a mirror ct the head and. foot Refreshing cups of green tea and hig. brass cans of hot water soon dispel all the dust and weariness of the Journey and when steaming bowls of shark's fins. Peking duck and mushroom soup appear from a resstaurant, all the trials and. tribulaune of obtaining passes. vaccination certineates, the overcrowded train and last, but not by any means least, the possibility of being de-raited: fade Into obscurity, After a restful night, wrapped in Chinese "padded quilts." blanket. one side and gay satin brocade the other, One awakes to more green tea, 6 pleni breakfast, and the prospect of exploring the beauties of Hangchow. Astone's throw from the hotel. is the famous lake, reflecting the blue Of the sky above, with Its fairy-tale bridges and little islands. Th is ike pearl in an emerald setting, for it fs surrounded by green hills.
Many Temples Visfied When the temples on these little Islands have been visited and tea Dressed on one by kindly monks. the thought that there is so. much to see and so little time to sce it urges the sight-seers to go farther afield. 'A riesha ride past Japanese Ar barracks and through the streets Hangchow, held up occasionally by movements of Japanese troops on their way to wreak destruction beyond the river, and the foot of a inll'is soon reached.
'A temple of incredible beauty and majesty lies at the bottom, Wistaria climbs over the old porches and the courtyards are filled with the scent of blossoms which mingles with the Incense from within. A stream trickles down the hillside bordered by wild irises and the hills are covered with, 8 dazzling pink carpet of massed
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