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Title: Round Kangchenjunga; a narrative of mountain travel and exploration
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Freshfield, Douglas William, 1845-1934
Subjects: Geology -- India Sikkim Kanchenjunga (Nepal and India)
Publisher: London : E. Arnold
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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up bringingmore fruit and vegetables. The scene was like nothingso much as a picture by one of the Bassano painters of aVenetian picnic. We spent a delightful evening watchingthe sun set on the snows and the lustrous shadows spreadand deepen over the hills and dales through which ourlast two days wanderings had led us. In the cool of the morning we continued our ride,mounting on the shady side of the mountain through awood of chestnuts, oaks, magnolias, and laurels. The under-growth was not nearly so lavish, nor did the creepers formsuch a tangle overhead, as in the forests east of the Teesta.I have no statistics of the rainfall at Pamionchi, but thevegetation indicates that this part of Sikhim is less wetthan the outer foothills, or the valley of the Teesta, whichdraws the rainclouds from the plains into its recesses. The noise of a temple band gave us notice that we werenear the monastery, and, cantering along a green gladethat was an ideal of sylvan beauty, we alighted, not before
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or THE THE RETURN TO DARJILING 255 an altar of Pan, but under the verandah of the TravellersBungalow. It is a wooden building, well planned andadmirably placed—the Sikhim bungalows are generallywell placed—facing the snows, on the very brow of the hill.But like too many of these edifices in Independent Sikhimthe fabric was on the way to become a complete wreck, andthe furniture was in ruin already. The boards had rotted,the balconies and floors gave way underfoot, the chairs andcrockery were mostly broken. Disorder and untidinessreigned everywhere. The Chowkidar, or Guardian, was ayouth incapable of being stimulated, even by Rinsing, intothe smallest attempt to perform the duties of his post. We had plenty to eat and our own cook, and,accustomed as we were to do without the luxuries ofcivilisation, we did not seriously suffer. But it is curioushow much more repugnant to the taste artificial squalor isthan the nakedness of Nature, and squalid is the only wordthat describes the stat

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