led up over the hills where herds of ponies & buffaloes were grazing. With their necks stretched, pheasants were calling overhead and then on the summit, the Teng-yueh valley far at a point far below rose deep, valley. The villages were scattered hill in the valley & looked like islands amid the flooded rice fields. Patches of water floated almost in spots giving everything lamp appearance. The road winds swiftly down, the green hillriders are treacherous Chinese phenomena; its rocks smoothly set in sharp angles. They appeared to be black limestone or a similar rock formation. The valley is almost 3 miles wide by 8 long & every inch is devoted to rice terraces. We found them four 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.