Journeys Through Bookland — Volume 5 by Charles Herbert Sylvester
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head; for we did not always trouble him with questions, because we found
it a great difficulty to make him understand us. "In the large pocket, on the right side of his middle cover (so I translate the word _ranfu-lo,_ by which they meant my breeches), we saw a hollow pillar of iron, about the length of a man, fastened to a strong piece of timber larger than the pillar; and upon one side of the pillar were huge pieces of iron sticking out, cut into strange figures, which we know not what to make of. "In the left pocket, another engine of the same kind. "In the smaller pocket, on the right side, were several round, flat pieces of white and red metal, of different bulk; some of the white, which seemed to be silver, were so large and heavy that my comrade and I could hardly lift them. "In the left pocket were two black pillars irregularly shaped; we could not, without difficulty, reach the top of them, as we stood at the bottom of his pocket. One of them was covered and seemed all of a piece; but at the upper end of the other there appeared a white, round substance, about twice the bigness of our heads. Within each of these was enclosed a prodigious plate of steel; which, by our orders, we obliged him to show us, because we apprehended they might be dangerous engines. He took them out of their cases, and told us that, in his own country, his practice was to shave his beard with one of these, and to cut his meat with the other. "There were two pockets which we could not enter; these he called his fobs; they were two large slits cut into the top of his middle cover, |
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