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Chapter Twenty. With Pangsha's Enemies |
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to Ao village of Longmisa |
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As we cross the Dikhu next morning, a fine mist lies over the valley, giving the river, with the overhanging trees and boughs and the line of the porters mirrored in the hardly moving water, an ethereal look, almost like a Chinese picture. Long rows of rice-beer pots stand ready in the Ao village of Longmisa to quench the thirst of our porters; in addition, the village has set aside a pig, which Nakhu, as the oldest and most esteemed Naga of our column, kills with the lower end of his spear. Such is the old Ao custom of greeting the home-coming warriors. |
