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led up over the hills where herds of mules & horses were grazing & the Ring necked pheasant were calling. [[strikethrough]] One flock [[/strikethrough]] and then on the summit the Teng-yueh [[strikethrough]] Valley [[/strikethrough]] plain lay at[[strikethrough]] one [[strikethrough]] far below in a deep valley. The villages were on pine clad hills in the valley & looked like islands amid the flooded rice fields. Patches of mist floated about in spots giving everything a damp appearance. The road winds steeply down the green hillside over treacherous Chinese pavement, the rocks smooth & set in at all angles. They appeared to be black limestone or a similar rock formation. The valley is about 3 miles wide by 8 long & every inch is devoted to rice terraces. We passed thru two villages & then into Teng-yueh which lies on the north side of the plain on a slight rise. The population here is Chinese, no native element