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occupy the ruins. We followed
with half the village.
Sept 13 - The rumbles started at 4:30 and we
were off by 8. The roads were a slab
of clay - I've never seen anything
worse than it. Our wheels kept well
up on tarps, above the surface,
about which was 30 feet below.
The surface was a vegetable
sea of mud. Carts were sunk
to the axle. Their wheels were
chewing deal weather by it.
In my place I had a great
new going on and found three
carts and yoke stuck in a corn
field. An old fat farmer
was sitting on a down rail and
refused to let the carts go on.
He knew only too well that
if they did, all the corn from
their corn field would
become a permanent road.
That is the way roads are made
in China.
The people were becoming more
and more blowsy in summer,
when we disturbed the farmer's wife
by jostling her out of things
and screaming at the top of
her lungs she dashed about