we had attended to the two big orang-outangs. 

 With the guides leading, we started into the dense 

 jungle, and, after several hours of slow, tortuous 

 traveling, we came to the tree where the animals 

 lived. I could see, far up, the platform they had 

 built. 



Fortunately the orang-outangs were not there, 

 and we were able to inspect the location at our leis- 

 ure. I stationed the men at one side, telling them 

 to wait for us, and then Omar and Munshee and I 

 circled the tree. The surrounding jungle was as 

 thick as any I have ever seen; the trees were so 

 close that their branches mingled and they were 

 woven togther with creepers, vines and rattan. It 

 was not possible to go forward a step without cut- 

 ting the way. The tree in which the orang-outangs 

 lived was the largest in the vicinity. Nearly an 

 hour passed before I decided upon the course we 

 would pursue. Squatting with Omar and Munshee, 

 I explained how we would cut away the trees, so as 

 to leave in isolation the one in which the animals 

 had their platform; then, how we would cut that 

 tree and tumble them into the net. 



We went back to the place where the men were 

 waiting, and I put them to work at cutting the mass 

 of creepers that bound the trees together. The jun- 

 gle was so dense that it would have been impossible 

 to fell the trees without first cutting the network 

 woven between them; for it would have held the 

 trees upright even though they were cut at the base. 



