October 25, 1917 - (continued) Many streams were crossed, all shallow creeks flowing in wide sandy beds, like desert streams, only filled during the rains. Crows were the only birds seen along the whole route. These occurred in great flocks, often flying. We arrived at Mukolen at 7:30pm in the dark. The station is a wide, well arranged affair with a good Japanese hotel (Yamato) where we took dinner of lobsters, steak, vegetables, and fruit. All the servants were Japanese and everything was neat. From the station extended wide streets, 150 feet wide, with Chinese hotels of good appearance bordering them. The walled Chinese city was some distance away and we did not visit it. The air was cold and penetrating, but bracingly pleasant. At 10pm I departed, leaving my companion, a Frenchman from Paris with Luigness headquartered in Kobe, Japan, continuing northward to Harbin. The Japanese run a very good train of sleeping cars to Antung on the Yalu River, where we arrived next morning at 6:30am.