SIAM CHAPTER I I do not know if it is a common lot to have from childhood, as 1 have had, foreboding of one's whole life. Nothing has happened to me that I have not dimly foreseen from my earliest years. The ruins of Angkor 1 I remember so well a certain evening of April, a little overcast, on which as in a vision they appeared to me. It was in my " museum" - a little room aEotted to my childish studies at the top of my parents' house - where I had gathered together a collection of shells, rare-plumaged birds, barbaric arms and ornaments, a multitude of things that spoke to me of distant countries. For at this time it had been quite decided by my parents that I should remain at home and not venture forth into foreign lands as did 3
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