On a dark morning day, mostly the time we have been in deep gully groaning which have been buried into the land by the hand of centuries. For this is only one of the oldest roads in China. The roads are constantly travelling, have cut manic ravine to which are often 150 feet deep. When we are on the bottom there is nothing no land, a cave to creep worrying to vary the narrowness of the narrow und- ing ravine becomes clouded with the fine brown dust which easily settles in tightest boxes and covers everything with a yellow film. To the east the Yellow River to the south of us, its broad waters resembling a sheet of yellow sand, too shallow for navigation. China's sorrow cont- tributes little to the welfare of the country but annually takes a toll of human lives in flood. In this morning when we were hunting a fish here asked a farmer if there was any pleasure about this side but we've get quite a crochets here!