190 REACH GUNDAREE. 



tire early, even in the filthy house opened for our accom- 

 modation. The next morning was windy, but clear. We 

 started at dawn, and rode along in almost constant view 

 of the sea. Gundaree, the next town on our route was known 

 to be at the distance of two day's journey, so that we ex- 

 pected to pass another night in the forest. Before noon 

 we crossed a small stream and found ourselves in a hilly 

 country covered with a straggling forest of bamboo, and 

 wearing a most desolate aspect. We killed a few jungle 

 fowls and some small birds of beautiful plumage, but we 

 saw nothing of the game we -sought. At night, we en- 

 camped on the banks of a stream, about three miles from 

 the sea, and, as we counted, about twenty miles from 

 Gundaree. * 



The jungle fowls were real additions to our supper but 

 we still mourned the absence of the noble game, to en- 

 counter which we had ventured thus far. In the after- 

 noon of the next day, we reached Gundaree, which was 

 situated at the foot of the mountains, and presented a 

 neat appearance at a distance. The inhabitants were 

 wretched, indolent people, who did not seem to have an 

 idea beyond the gratification of a moment. Here we 

 rested for the night. An old man, in whose bamboo house 

 we were allowed to be tortured during that period, in- 

 formed us that northward of this town we might expect 

 to see the elephant, the tiger, the rhinoceros, the lion, and 



