30 SPORT AND TRAVEL 



the second, and Ahmed, our worthy cook, holding 

 down the third. The impressions of the following 

 fourteen hours are as clearly marked in my memory 

 as at the time they were on my person : they were 

 a medley of springless swaying and creaking, the 

 sharp "ja!" of the Kling driver coming at regular 

 intervals through the night, the damp evil smell of 

 the padi -grass which served as bedding, the odor of 

 our driver's vile cigarettes and areca nuts, which 

 alone must have kept him awake, and above all, the 

 pitiless swarms of flies that came from the padi- 

 fields through which we passed, to render sleep as 

 impossible as it was longed for. The cart jolted 

 along at scarcely two miles an hour, never once 

 stopping through the long, hot, soul-trying night. 



Dawn disclosed the jungle, like an impenetrable 

 wall on one side and a valley on the other, luxuriant 

 with ferns and cocoanut palms and hundreds of 

 brilliantly colored song-birds. We were hungry 

 as hungry as any healthy mortals might be after 

 such a night. Ahmed proved his efficiency from the 

 first by binding his ankles with a fibre-thong and 

 proceeding to clamber up the nearest cocoanut-tree, 

 whence he soon returned with a full breakfast under 

 either arm. 



Arriving at Lenggong we repaired as usual to the 

 rest-house. Now the British rest-house is a most 



