146 TRAPPING WILD ANIMALS 
Omar to build a shed over the cage and to place a 
fence around it, so that none of the natives could 
venture too close. 
When my boat was ready, all the people of the 
kampong were on hand to bid me good-by and wish 
me a speedy recovery. Munshee steered and six 
men paddled. Another boat followed with my sup- 
plies. I went down the river, thinking that I had 
never found a kinder, more hospitable people than 
these, who are known throughout the world as sav- 
ages and head-hunters. 
My fever grew worse and worse and I became 
delirious. I did not know until later that Munshee 
urged the men on, hour after hour, until we over- 
took the messenger boat. The last thing that I 
remember of the trip was that everything became 
a blur. The men who were paddling, the river with 
its green banks, Munshee, the awning over my head 
and the coolie boy all whirled around and grew 
indistinct. I was unconscious when we reached 
Sintang. 
Two days later I awoke in Dr. Van Erman’s 
house and was unable for some time to realize 
where I was and why I was there. The doctor came 
in and talked with me for a few minutes. He said 
that I would be well in two weeks and that my leg: 
was not badly damaged. Then I drifted off to sleep 
agait. 
The next day I felt stronger, and the doctor re- 
peated some of the tales the natives were telling 
