336 TRAVELS IN THE EAST INDIAN ARCHIPELAGO. 



These birds rarely or never hear the report of a gun, 

 and therefore have not learned to look on man as a 

 universal destroyer, and the tameness they manifest 

 is perfectly charming. Even the black crow, with its 

 hoarse caw, becomes an attractive bii'd when you 

 find he no longer tries to shun your company, but 

 makes all the overtures he can to be social. 



The road runs along the southern flanks of Mount 

 Klabat, and is slowly ascending from Kema to 

 Ayar-madidi, which is about half-way across, and then 

 slowly descends again to the western shore of the 

 peninsula. On my right hand was a deep valley, 

 and fine scenery was occasionally revealed through 

 the foliage of the trees that covered the way. On 

 the opposite side of the valley were many small pro- 

 jecting ridges that have been formed by denuding 

 torrents, and extend down to the level of the stream 

 that flows out from the lake of Tondano to the ocean 

 at Kema. 



By noon I came to the village of Ayar-madidi, 

 " Hot Water," a name it receives from a neighboring 

 spring, which in former times was hot. As it comes 

 out of Mount Klabat, it was probably heated by the 

 volcanic action that raised that great mountain, which 

 is only an extinct volcano. As the volcanic action 

 decreased, the heat passed off, imtil now, the water is 

 as cool as that of any other stream in the vicinity. 

 Even as late as the 12th of November, 1848, this 

 water was described as " cooking hot." According 

 to Valentyn, in the year 1683, a great eruption took 

 place in a mountain near Menado, Avhich he calls 

 " Kemaas," and all the surrounding country was laid 



