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raaincd before us. Some two miles farther on when our boy shipper went to a neifrhbouring village, in search of a fresh relay, our first pair being quite unable to continue their exertions we were again detained a considerable time. We succeeded, how- ever, in iiettino; four oxen, which, with the last two, made six. "Now," thought I, "we shall go a little faster." But, alas! there seemed no perceptible difference. After a while we had eight, and then ten attached, but still our progress up the hilly road was slow and tiresome. The animals appeared to toil on with a slow and wearied pace, until, at last, after a j<jurney which seemed interminaljle, they st(jj)i)ed before the door of the Sanatorium at Sin- daiigh.iya between four and five in the morning.

Here we were directed by the servants, whom we aroused from slumber, to a house l)eyond, Ijelong- ing hkewise to Dr. IMoiMii, the one we pulled up at being full of invalids. This was an awkanl ])redi- cament, f(jr making sure our journey was at an

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