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by reversing the tray.  A stack of leaves is thus formed & dried [[strikethrough]] l [[/strikethrough]] so as to form leaves of paper.  Before reaching Wa tien we crossed the Shweli on a curved high wooded bridge.  Here at the village it is a shallow stream flowing lazily thru a broad valley & has much the appearance of the Nam-ting River at Meng-ting.  After making camp I went out with 2 local Chinese guides to look for Sambur.  We found a few tracks & trails in the scrub alders but saw no game.  At 5 o'clock a heavy shower met us & we were drenched for 1 hour.  Then the sun appeared & a beautiful double rainbow hung in the east the most brilliant I have ever beheld.  The crops of the hill country are now [[strikethrough]] beans [[/strikethrough]] sweet potatoes which are several inches high.  They cover large areas at Hui-yao & Wa tien.  The rice fields are just being planted with oxen & buffaloes but the seed beds are already green.  The rice is