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larize, for it was but a flash of a glimpse I had, 

 and counted myself fortunate indeed for that 

 much, as the jungle fowl are rarely seen. 



By and by when we passed through the more 

 open zone with its life, and had come into the dark 

 and dank interior with only leeches visible, I began 

 to take some account of Noa. There was no doubt 

 of his depression, but to our inquiries concerning 

 the seladang he always replied confidently that we 

 were making towards them and would see " plenty 

 in a few days." To be sure we did see tracks, not 

 so fresh as to suggest quarry at the next rise, but 

 sufficiently so to at least indicate their presence in 

 the neighborhood. Thus we went on day by day, 

 getting wetter and wetter if possible— for once 

 wet in the jungle interior you stay so— but with no 

 fresher signs of the game we sought. One noon 

 we came unexpectedly upon a little open flat, com- 

 paratively dry, where we stopped with mutual 

 congratulations on stumbling over a place to dry 

 our clothes. Here during this process we sat 

 nearby, unclothed amidst the torments of myriads 

 of sand flies. We both remarked upon the unusual 

 experience of sand flies in such an environment; 

 but our remarks would scarcely do for publication. 

 Malay holds many surprises for the wilderness 

 hunter. 



With an occasional camp from which to scour 



