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great celebration they were preparing, and deputa- 

 tions arrived at the house to ask if they could do 

 anything for me. In a hundred different ways they 

 showed their concern for me and their kindness, 

 and I know that they would have dispensed gladly 

 with their merrymaking if I had intimated that the 

 noise might keep me awake. Sleep was, of course, 

 out of the question, but not because of the noise; 

 my leg was puffed and swollen, and the fever was 

 growing worse. Outside, I could hear the people 

 celebrating. The ceremonies began with the funeral 

 of the man that had been killed and they lasted until 

 daybreak. 



In the morning I sent for Munshee and told him 

 that it would be necessary for me to go down the 

 river to Sintang, where Dr. Van Erman lived. He 

 selected four of his fastest boatmen and sent them 

 off to the doctor with the message that I was com- 

 ing. Their orders were that they might stop at 

 Nanaoh-Pinoh to eat, but that they were not to rest 

 until the message was delivered. Just as soon as 

 they were out of the way, Munshee turned to pre- 

 paring a boat for me; an awning made of palm- 

 leaves was put over the center and a bed arranged. 



I left Omar in charge of the orang-outangs, with 

 AH to assist him. Ali objected to being left behind, 

 but I explained to him that he could be of greatest 

 service to me by staying. He was to see that the 

 orang-outangs were fed and watered and to have 

 the natives trap other animals for me. I instructed 



