(25) In the afternoon we drove over with our baggage to Smiths house opposite the Rhajas Castle. There was in his compound a large pond with broad stone steps leading down to it where the women of the village came constantly to bathe & wash their beauty products. They bathed with their tops on & exposing only the shoulders & calves like the Burmese girls. The managers house was a neat brick affair with plaster walls & flat brick & plaster roof of the usual style. It was filled with electric fans & light & very comfortable. The Rhajas Castle looked up merely a large building of several