Nov. 12th.—­I went out for plants, and descended to the Paeen rivulet, which is of small size:  followed up its course some way, and then returned over a low hill to Khosha’s.  The guide who was some distance behind, came up with a Rafflesia bud.  I returned with him, and saw it to perfection; he likewise succeeded in tracing the roots to a gigantic Cissus, the fruit of which I have before observed is eatable, and not unlike a greengage.  I returned home loaded with this undescribed genus:  I found likewise a fine Buddleia, and Menispermum, with some rare Compositae, among which was an arborescent Eupatorium and a gigantic thistle, a Prunus in flower and fruit, and a neat Liparis, Calamus, Tree-fern, Tupistra, Pandanus, were likewise observed, and a beautiful Viburnum, Corol sterilibus, 4 phyllis, foliis niveis carneo venosis:  petal fertil calyptratis, deciduis, intus caeruleo tinctis:  staminibus cyaneis, ovariis pallide caeruleis, stigmatib. carnosis.

Nov. 13th.—­Opposite Khosha’s, or rather his granaries to the E. is a high mountain excessively steep, only partially clothed with trees, and with stunted ones at its summit, which in December and the colder months is covered with snow:  this they call Thaya-thro.

Khosha positively refuses to take me any farther into the interior, and Krisong begs that I won’t come and see him.  It is obvious that they are under great fear of other tribes.  Khosha says, he should be attacked by all the Mishoos or Mizhoos, were he to conduct me any farther now, and that very probably the Lamas would attack him likewise.  He says the only chance of success in penetrating to Lama, is to send previously a present of salt, (about a seer) to all the chiefs, and request their leave, without which preparatory donation, they would cut up any messengers he might send.  He offers to do this at any time, and to let me know the result.  He declined taking me to the Chibong Gam, a few days’ journey up the Diree, although the man is a relation of his own, and a Deboro Mishmee.  It is obvious that there is no chance of getting further at present, nor would it be fair even if one could bribe them.  He says no reliance whatever is to be placed on Rooling, the Mizhoo who deceived Wilcox, and whom he represents to be an underhand person.  I tried to overcome his scruples by assuring him that I only wanted to go as far as Rooling, but he declines taking me.  He says I may go any where to the west of this, but to the north he dare not conduct me.  I shall therefore go to Premsong to-morrow, and if that is not a favourable place, return forthwith to Ghaloom’s, and thence to Deeling to botanise on Thuma-thaya.