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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Friday, 16 May 1902
The next day [16 May] two or three of us went off to fish, but caught nothing of any size. All the time, of course, we were overwhelmed with presents of one sort or another in the eatable line; while big pots of tea prepared in two different fashions were brought to us at nearly every stage. The first kind was made of Yarkand tea, sweetened and highly spiced; it was drinkable and even pleasant. The other was a mixture of tea, salt, and butter; and was an unspeakable abomination, though Eckenstein [Oscar Eckenstein] and Knowles [Guy Knowles] pretended to like it. In the afternoon three brothers of the Rajah came and worried us.
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