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uniform. Red, yellow, orange, blue in various shades, were used. 1 

 In an adjoining room we were shown man}- attractive patterns, 

 and we selected half a dozen to be sent to the hotel for farther ex- 

 amination and the opinion of an expert. As a result, and on com- 

 parison with a number of specimens brought in from the street, 

 we purchased a tablecloth and a garment not a sarong (which has 

 two distinct patterns), for five and seventeen roupias respectively. 

 The work seemed good and was undoubtedly genuine ; it took 

 over three weeks to make the garment purchased. 



Ascent of Gunung Papandajan. 



Sept. 21 . The rain was pouring heavily when I got up at four 

 o'clock; the time to start was five, and I was cpiiite ready after a 

 "first breakfast" of tea, bread and a banana, but the cart was not 

 on hand and had to be sent for. It came at last and was one of 

 the rare ones where one could look where he was going ; I started 

 soon after five, alone, for Mr. Wilson was still under the weather 

 and fast asleep. My breakfast box was of good size and heavy, 

 but I did not open it, and it was carefully placed under the seat. 

 My raincoat was most comfortable, and I had a blanket o\ er my 

 knees while I held the curtains on both sides in protection as we 

 drove fast with our three "paards" through the dimly lighted 

 streets. It seemed a long way in the dark, but now and again 

 came the delicious odor of the champaca. My contrary disposi- 

 tion made my spirits rise as it grew darker just before dawn, and 

 the comfort of having escaped the company of some uncongenial 

 fellow-boarders, made the start as pleasant as a journey begun on 

 a much brighter day. 



As we left the town the rain clouds gave out and yet left a 

 sufficient supply of water in the rice fields that bordered the road 

 on either side, and were visible before anything else. Their ap- 

 pearance was much improved as I returned the same way in the 

 brighter afternoon. .Soon it was light enough for the prudent 

 driver to blow out his Lamps, and it was not long before we met 

 early burden-bearers coming into town. Then what I had taken 

 for a black rain cloud to the north resolved itself into a huge 

 mountain with its head still capped with a cloud of brighter tint. 



'<',. P. Routtaerand Dr. H. H.Tuynboll, De Batik-Kunst in Nederlandsch- 

 Jn<lii enhoer gescheidenei. Haarlem, [900-5. n<>. 



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