384 VISIT TO THE 



Nov. 25/t. We started early for the village, and 

 found the road very bad. We crossed the Sebuloh 

 several times, and were told by the Dyaks that it has its 

 rise from springs on the Gunong Api, the mountain, at 

 the foot of which the village of Gumbang is built. We 

 walked about six miles from the boat, and as we 

 approached the village, the jungle was composed entirely 

 of fruit trees of the ordinary kinds. Mangusteens, 

 called by the Dyaks, Secup, are as common as the others : 

 they were all now in fruit, and most of them nearly 

 ripe, and the perfume which filled the air we breathed 

 was very delightful, and fully rewarded our wretched 

 walk, which I was just beginning to regret I had ever 

 undertaken. Many sago trees were growing in all the 

 swampy places, and cocoa-nut and betel-nut trees were 

 plentiful about the houses. In our slight ascent to the 

 houses, we passed many springs of delightful water, 

 which running down the hill, form the Sebuloh at its 

 base, abundantly supplying these Dyaks with excellent 

 water. The tribe is situated on the confines of the 

 Sarawak territory, and immediately to the westward of 

 the mountain, begins that of Sambas, the river of which 

 is not more than three hours' walk from the village we 

 are now at. The chiefs were very glad to see me ; 

 though an European, Mr. Hupe', a German mission- 

 ary, having once passed through this village, on his 

 way to Sarawak, from Sambas, I was not the first they 

 had seen. 



These people are not clever with paddles and boats, 

 so that they rarely descend the river to Sarawak. I 



