OF KELANTAN 147 



It is somewhat indicative of the primitive needs 

 and exigencies of the unattended traveller in an 

 unknown land with whose speech he is not famil- 

 iar, to reprint from my note book the stock of 

 Malay words with which I set out from this kam- 

 pong. These were: jalan, go on; nanti dahula, 

 wait a little; banyak chukup, too much; pidang, 

 get away; berapa batu, how far? berhenti, stop; 

 lekas, fast; perlahan, perldhan, slow; balle, go 

 back; charrie, look for. Association with Nagh 

 improved both his English and my Malay. 



My plan included going up the river a little dis- 

 tance to another small settlement— where we could 

 secure packing baskets and two or three Sakais 

 carriers, who knew the jungle trails— and then to 

 work our way through the jungle across into 

 Trengganu to one of the head-water branches of 

 the Kelantan River. If we chanced on a worth 

 while trail we intended to cross into the top of 

 Pahang, and finally follow down the valley between 

 the Kelantan and the mountains to the west, and 

 so to the river's mouth on the east coast of the 

 Peninsula, where dense forest, mostly uninhabited, 

 and a sandy shore bordering the China Sea made 

 it very different and easier going than on the 

 muddy fore shore and tangled jungle of the west 

 coast. Kelantan and Trengganu, together with 

 Keda and Patani are the " unprotected " or native 



