300 THROUGH CENTRAL BORNEO 



Next day, marching through a somewhat hilly coun- 

 try, we arrived at the kampong Mandin on the River 

 Lahanin. Here was the residence of Ismail, to whose 

 influence probably was due the recent conversion to Islam 

 of several families. The pasang-grahan, though small, 

 was clean and there was room for all. Thanks to the 

 efforts of the vaccinateur, the Dayaks, who were very 

 friendly, submitted to the novel experience of the camera 

 and kept me busy the day that we remained there. A 

 great number of women whom I photographed in a 

 group, as soon as I gave the signal that it was all over, 

 rushed with one impulse to the river to cleanse them- 

 selves from the evil effects of the operation. 



As the Bukits are not very strong in carrying burdens, 

 we needed fifty carriers, and Ismail having assisted in 

 solving the problem, the march was continued through a 

 country very much cut up into gulches and small hills. 

 Time and again we crossed the Riham Kiwa, and went 

 down and up gullies continually. At a small kampong, 

 where I took my midday meal sitting under a banana- 

 tree, the kapala came and in a friendly way presented me 

 with a basket of bananas, for these Dayaks are very hos- 

 pitable, offering, according to custom, rice and fruit to the 

 stranger. He told me that nearly all the children were 

 ill, also two adults, but nobody had died from a disease 

 which was raging, evidently measles. 



At Ado a harvest-festival was in progress in the balei, 

 which, there, was of rectangular shape. Within I found 

 quite elaborate preparations, among which was promi- 

 nently displayed a wooden image of the great hornbill. 



