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Chapter One. The Naga Hills |
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arrival at Chakhabama rest house |
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Lest our ponies should have been brought entirely in vain, we rode up the mountain to the Chakhabama rest-house. It was one of those two-roomed inspection bungalows which were distributed all over the district at distances of eight to twelve miles along the most important bridle-paths. Our servants had gone ahead and had already prepared a meal for us. I found travelling in the Naga Hills much more comfortable than I had imagined. |
