Hoang-cham - new city, At noon we had tiffin under the pines under a pear tree in full bloom. The country on the way was a series of deep valleys & ridges cultivated vertically consist of no extensive forest left. After tiffin we dropped down into the between valley filled by smoke & haze, where we extend the valley it is very wide, 10 miles, but the surface above is a rolling sea of red clay hills. The ridges continues as far as Hoang-cham. a few Shan slaves here mixed in with the Chinese. These Shan women wear great circular turbans as high as the beret hats of British guard sermons. Their attire is a black cloth & their feet are bare in remarkable contrast to the bound feet of their Chinese sisters. We camped beside a village of modern style houses of Chinese type but the place is governed by a Shan chief who knew much of shooting game & was very friendly. This village is Hoang-cham (new-city). This place