15. In the morning there was great joy among the people of the village because their fierce foe was dead. They hung garlands of flowers round your uncle's neck, and sang his praises in many songs.
16. Now I must close this very long letter.—Best love to you all. FATHER.
A Tiger Shoot.
(From the picture by Edgar H. Fischer, in the Royal Academy, 1911.)
[16. A LETTER FROM BURMA.—I.]
1. MY DEAR CHILDREN,—Since I last wrote to you I have visited several of the large cities of India. A week ago I was in the largest city of all.
2. On Christmas morning I sailed down the mouth of the Ganges into the open sea, on my way to the country of Burma.
3. Now I am in the chief town of Burma, and you will expect me to tell you something about the land and its people. From what I have seen, I think Burma is a prettier country than India.