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MALAY SKETCHES
              heat and excessive moisture of this  forcing tropical
              climate.  No rocks,  no bare  hills,  no arid  plains,
              everything  covered with vegetation  : new graves  look
                                         of a     for all their
              old in a month,  the buildings  year,
              seeming, might  have stood for half a  century.
                 Only  at our feet does the hand of man make any
              mark on the landscape.  There,  amid  trees and
              gardens, nestle the red roofs of  Taiping.  You  might
              cover the  place  with a tablecloth  for all its  many
              inhabitants, its  long  wide  streets, open spaces,  and
              public buildings.
                 And those  pools  of water  all around the town,
              what are those?
                 They  are abandoned tin-mines,  alluvial workings
              from which the ore has been removed,  and water
              mercifully covers, in  part,  this desolation of  gaping
              holes and         sand.
                       upturned
                 The shore, due west and distant some  twenty
              miles from the foot of the  range  on which we stand,
              is  deeply  indented  by  three  great bays.  They  are
              the mouths of three rivers, short, shallow and  insig-
              nificant in themselves  ;  it is difficult  to understand
              why they  should make such an imposing entry  on
              the sea.  A mile or two inland from the coast the
              eye  is caught by twenty  little  lakes,  on which the
              sun loves to  linger, burnishing  them to gold  when
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