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Nagas treated for illness; hard march to Ukhrul village |
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Left Tuinem about 8.30, slightly ahead of the coolies & escorted by headmen & chorus, who appeared to have slept at the bungalow instead of in the village. We sang a good bit of the way. Hope the Nagas (14) enjoyed it. It sounded pretty bloody to me. Feet hellish sore & badly blistered, but well greased & plastered up. Escort left us after a couple of miles. Photographed them right & left, and so parted. |
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Kept meeting parties, some going to work in the fields. One man shouted across the valley, a sort of high yell which carried the dickens of a way. I suppose it was about us. The Nagas were a fascinating sight on the hill-paths, men & boys & women, with all their blankets & bead necklaces. Several sick by the road, but Colonel T. sent them all down to the bridge at the bottom (15) where he took out the medicine box & held court with Pongse. |
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Mrs Duncan had set up the bungalow for us in the most marvellous way, dressing-tables, chairs, fire, etc. Went to tiffin there and made inquiries about blankets, & that afternoon 3 blankets apiece turned up from Mrs D. Lovely ones, man's & the 2 womens. Most embarassing. Dinner at the Duncans, all three of us very tired and desperately stiff, or Mrs T. and I were. Couldn't get my right leg up without lifting it. Home to bed about 10 o'clock. 14 mile march. Got in 2.15. |
