trees, among which is a Betula, two AEsculi, oaks, etc. in abundance.  The pine is in fine order, but not large.  Much more cultivation is carried on in this portion of the hills than elsewhere, and paddy is cultivated apparently to some extent.  The temperature is much warmer, and the air by no means so bracing as that of Myrung.  Perhaps at this place the flora resemble that of lower Himalaya more than other places we have yet seen.  The march from Nunklow to Nowgong is very long, and, as we started late, owing partly to mismanagement and partly to the want of coolies, we were most agreeably benighted in the jungle.  The descent is very sudden and commences at Nunklow; the valley, on the brink of which it is situated, being perhaps 2000 feet deep.  It is in this valley or on its walls that the finest pines we have seen occur, but even here they do not attain a greater height than 60 feet, and perhaps a diameter of a foot or a foot and a half.  As Mr. Brown of the Sillet Light Infantry informed me most correctly, many would make fine spars; but Mr. Cracroft’s language in one of the Journals of the Asiatic Society when describing these firs, seems rather overwrought.  During our march I picked up a pretty species of Sonerila.  A small stream runs at the foot of the descent, by what name it goes I know not.  Near the Bustapanee, flowing along a valley about two hours’ walk from the last mentioned water.  Wallich discovered abundance of his favourite and really splendid Polypodium Wallichianum, which I may accuse with justice of being an additional reason for our benightment.  The stream is really the only respectable river we have seen, or rather the second one that can be called a torrent, the other being the Bogapanee.  It boils along, and the body of water is great, even at the season of the year at which we passed it.  It has forced enormous holes, frequently round, in the large masses of rock that form its bed, and then in and a few yards beyond the bridge of bamboos by which we crossed, it falls, they say, 70 feet into a fine bason, which however is only partly visible from above.  They who have been on the edges of this bason say that the fall is really fine; it certainly has not much of this when viewed from above, neither can it, I think, even in the rains come up to Mr. Cracroft’s description.  Moosmai is, apres tout I will venture to say, the king of the falls between Terrya Ghat and Ranee Godown.  On the farther side of this water, small trees of Cycas first make their appearance, but we had no time now or rather then to examine any thing.  As the shades of evening lengthened we quickened our paces, and at last when it became dark, came up with the coolies in a most rugged road, and when it was dark, after stumbling about a good deal, I made my way to the foot of the descent, and reached a small stream, where we made preparations for a halt, and where we passed the night, during which we were treated with a slight shower of rain.  As the season was far advanced we all escaped, scot-free, from fever, and reached the Bungalow called Nowgong about 10 o’clock next morning, where we spent the day.