FOOTNOTES:
[Footnote 33: Chiengmai is the capital of Laos country.]
[Footnote 34: The late second king was passionately fond of music, and
was himself a skilful performer on several of the Laos instruments.]
CHAPTER XXII.
"BIJREPUREE," OR THE DIAMOND CITY.
Meanwhile his Majesty was better, and it was the last day of October.
So the court and I, with my boy, and all the most favored of the
royal family, set out for our annual visit to Bijrepuree,--leaving
the Invincible City and the disconsolate princess with her pale-faced
companions to the care of the high officials Mai Ying Thaphan within,
and the Kroma Than Song Wang without.
Bijrepuree, or Petchabury, as it is commonly called, is the third city
in size, and second in importance, in Siam, and is situated nearly one
hundred and fifty miles in a south-westerly direction from Bangkok, on
a river of the same name, which waters a country a thousand-fold more
picturesque and beautiful than that around Bangkok. As you ascend the
river, a chain of mountains varying from seventeen to nineteen hundred
feet in height rises above the surrounding country, the loftiest of
which is called Khoa L'huang, or Royal Mountain. This is one of his
Majesty's most favored country residences. A splendid palace has been
built on its summit, on which five hundred laborers have been employed
daily for ten years, and it is still (1866) unfinished. A winding path
which leads up to it has been admirably contrived amid the volcanic
rocks which cover the surface of this mountain district. I climbed to
no such favored spot during my residence in Siam.
On the hither side far away stretches from north to south a chain of
mountains called Khoa Dèng, and inhabited by many rude and independent
tribes of the primitive Kariengs. Beyond these again rises another
chain of lofty hills, the outlines of which appear like misty clouds in
the distant horizon.
On the slopes and in the valleys are immense forests of magnificent
trees, hiding in their dark recesses myriads of unknown plants and
lesser forests of ferns, with palm-trees, rice-fields, tobacco and
sugar plantations looking intensely dark in the setting sun, and
dividing the lights and shades into numberless soft radiating shafts
which fall in a red haze of different degrees of strength on the
pellucid river that flows gently through them.
Then to the south and east stretches another plain, and beyond this
lies the Gulf of Siam, on whose waters, fading away in the distant
horizon, were sometimes sparkingly revealed a few scattered sail,
outward and homeward bound.
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