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March 1, 1922 – Wednesday

Miss Seagrave gave us four girls 2 papyias this aft;
Miss D & I had ours for "tea"; Mon. she gave us a
lovely looking kind of yellow plum – but they
were sour enough to make a pig squeal, while
the rather tough skin tasted "fishy". She's only in I.
school a little this week as oral E. tests have begun
in the Karen school which she supervises. Mr. A.
arrived from America today. but the less said of
him the better; I met him at Des M. but he evi-
dently doesn't remember it, & far be it from me
to recall the trivial incident. Dr. Kelly took Miss D.,
Miss Peterson and me for a drive this aft., following
a call he made on a Chinese Baptist teacher for
Mandalay; we went as far south as Monkey Pt;
an erstwhile military station, now the chief
wireless along the coast; returning we stopped
near the spot where the prince embarked &
watched the steamers anchored there, as
well as the many sampans and other small
craft skimming about; going on we investigat-
ed the shipping farther upstream, much of
the activity of the waterfront being hidden
behind the large warehouses, or godowns,
that line the way. The most interesting ride I've
had in this hot land. I received my first Bur-
mese letter – merely a note from Mrs. Lotta return-
ing a handkerchief I left behind at Zigon, one of
the native girls had given me Christmas. After dinner
Miss P. invited us over to hear her new victrola
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some lovely records; over a dozen of the Karen girls
were in also.
March 2, 1922 – Thursday
We were invited out to Mr. Ali San's to tea this p.m.;
Mrs. W., Mrs. R. & Miss Teel beat us to the station here,
Miss G. joining us at Kemendine; arrived at Kamayut
the last two rode up in a bullock cart, as Miss G. had
a sore toe. Returning the [we] came the same way – &
came near getting left, but Mrs. R. bought their tickets
& Mr. Ali S. shooed them on, so they made it on the
run. We had tea – of which I did not partake – and
some drink that I am doubtful as to its origin; it
may have been baal fruit, orange juice, a mixture
of the two, or neither! Then there was shway rice,
something like the sticky rice we had there before
Christmas; also some of the same kind of amber
colored seaweed jelly; rice cakes, some pink
concoction made in layers – lovely to look at,
but rather insipid as to flavor – and candied
pumpkin. Our host gave Mrs. R. a dark blue silk
piece painted with a gorgeous Chinese dragon,
mainly yellow, but many other colors also, in
various parts; he has promised me one also; while
for my benefit his niece's beautiful pairs of ruby
and sapphire bracelets, and later her diamond
ones, were brought down and shown & admired.
I took my kodak but only got one picture, a time of
the water, hyacinths which I hope will turn out
well, tho' I'm exceedingly dubious. We returned soon
after six, having gone out on the 4:12 train. Mr. Ali
San made about (P. 3000) on his real estate deal
which has been occupying so much of his time &
attention here lately; he missed school this aft. on the
account. I wore the white braided voile given me