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a shrub with much the habit of the ohelo {Vaceinhim), and we 

 came rather abruptlj- to the bare rocks where we soon left the paard 

 and the paardjonjen, while the "wayknower" with the provision 

 box and ni}' raincoat (which I needed no more that day) went on 

 over a roughly paved and at last steeply ascending path to the 

 crater edge. How I regretted my vanished youth as I saw the 

 light, half-dressed Javanese boy walk lightly up, while I had to 



122. THE CRATER OF PAPAXDAJAX. 



rest for breath two or three times! At last we were at the end of 

 our climb, and in a little temple to Vulcan (or whoever of the Java- 

 nese Pantheon looked alter volcanoes), erected by the Dutch Gov- 

 ernment for the greater comfort of travelers, I gladly opened mj^ 

 provision box for the first time (it was opened many times, later, 

 to receive specimens of both rock and plant as we descended the 

 mountain) . I was amused, for besides two very small hard-boiled 

 bantam eggs and a paper of salt there were two slices of buttered 

 bread made into marmalade sandwiches, a corkscrew (superfluous, 

 as I always carry that implement in my pocket knife), and four 

 bottles containing ale, claret, and two of soda water. Thought of 



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