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Show FINEST WEATHER IN TROPICS Climate So Delightful That the Average Aver-age Person Would Soon Tire of the Monotony. The days were wonderful, and the alternations of sun and wind were as exciting as the discovery of the strange Malayan beasts and birds. The sun rose softly no breeze moved cloud or leaf, and even the light came at first moderately, Indirectly, reflected reflect-ed from the higher peaks, or hello-graphed hello-graphed from the mirror of a half-hidden, distant waterfall. In early afternoon after-noon one never knew Just when the faintest of breezes sifted down and blurred the lacery of tree-fern shadows. shad-ows. The wind was cool and soon strengthened, and by night the air was surging violently through the gap, siphoned si-phoned from the cold summits down to the hot, humid valleys. Day after day one reawakened to the sense of tropical surroundings from a conviction convic-tion of a northern autumn, with the wind full of swirling leaves and the fronds soughing with the same sad cadence as the needles of scented pines of the northland. William Bee-be, Bee-be, in The Atlantic. |