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26 sitting in the gateway gambling. We walked up the winding path to the cave. As we went up we could see off towards the river the blue hills, and on the hillside we passed through bits of [[strikethrough]]1/2[[/strikethrough]] rockery and groves of trees of very satisfying beauty. The cave faces due south, and opens onto a small tree-lined terrace. The mouth has been made imposing by a brick and stone arch. Within the entrance are some fine tablets, and inside are rock-cut figures of the lohans, Kuan Yin, and several saints and Buddhas. These figures are really cut out of the rock, are nearly life-size, and are fairly good. The cave is artificial and winds back into the rock to no very definite conclusion. An old man leads one back, carrying a candle, for which service a remuneration of several coppers is in order. Just at the side of the main Buddha image is a large water jar, and in the bottom of this numerous coins, probably of offerings. Believeing that Buddha would not mind we fished out a silver double-dime that gleamed in the water, and used it to pay the old man and the lady from whom we bought a cake at the entrance. When we got down again we had a bit of an argument with our [[underlined]]ma-fu[[/underlined]] as to whether we would go our way or his, and finally ended by going his way. This took us down a valley of rice paddies to the bright orange gate of the Tiger Run Monastery. Turning in at this gate, one of the most attractive I have ever seen, we followed up a long road lined with criptomerias and other trees, and follwed for a space by a little brook, until we came to the house at the main entrance to the monastery. There, nestled down among great trees, was this house, and beyond it a small pool and a bridge As we looked up from the bridge we saw above us more trees, and the bright orange wall of the temple with a curved-roofed tower, and friendly gate, and many gray roofs. Other pavilions and halls circle around on the hillside, and workmen were busy building a new gate to one set of build where a shrine had just been brightly repaired. All of the buildings looked down on three pools of various levels, and all around were the hills and the forest. Inside of the monastery we found halls and