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safely trust the rickshaw man to take me to Mr. W. W. Bailey's bun- 

 galow, where I had been invited to make my headquarters. He evidently 

 knew the name, for he grinned, said "Bailee," and started off. Far out 

 into the country he took me, perspiring profusely, but keeping steadily 

 at it. On the way we passed considerable plantations of Hei'ea, which 

 I examined with interest. Finally he stopped at a gateway and pointed 

 out a hillside bungalow and again said "Bailee" and intimated that 

 he was ready to be paid. I did not quite share his confidence, however, 

 and insisted that he accompany me up to the house, which with some 

 reluctance he did. And it was lucky that I did so, for it soon developed 

 that this was the bungalow of the plantation superintendent, who was 

 absent, the house being in charge of the native servants. Not speaking 



A RIVER VIEW FROM KLANG. 



much Malay and they knowing no English, it was a bit difficult for 

 me to make them understand what I wanted, but finally one of them 

 mounted a bicycle and, inviting us to follow, led us back to Klang, and 

 tip to the real Bailey bungalow. The house was most beautifully situ- 

 ated on a slight eminence with beautiful palms, foliage plants, and flowers 

 in its gardens, and a view in the distance of the lofty istana of Selangors 

 sultan. 



I was at once cordially welcomed by Mr. Bailey and his beautiful 

 wife, and entertained most delightfully. The next morning we drove 

 over the road that I had traveled twice the day before, and went thor- 

 oughly over both Lowlands and Highlands estates. After stopping at 

 the bungalow of the superintendent, frcm which we had a fine view of 



