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Chapter Thirteen. The Camp On a Peak |
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Helipong, a remote village of twenty houses |
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Not more than twenty houses clung to the bare rocks, 7,280 feet above sea-level, while a little way away several granaries stood in a small hollow, seeming to seek even the smallest protection on these storm-ridden peaks. We were told that the harvest had only just been brought in and the granaries were full of millet and hardy Job's tears cultivated on the slopes below the forest belt. Rice does not grow well in these regions, and the people of Helipong consider it a rare luxury. |
