UP A TREE IN THE JUNGLE 201 
the desire to go rhinoceros-hunting was alive in 
the village, I knew that the selection of nine men 
would make rivalry keen, and that those who were 
selected would be proud to go. 
Shortly after dawn the next morning we left the 
kampong and struck out toward the spot where 
the rhinoceros had been located. We kept up a 
good pace during the day, following the trails 
through the jungle and cutting our path. Three 
days later we came upon signs of the rhinoceros 
and began tracking the spoor. 
At sundown, as we were approaching an open- 
ing where we intended to make camp, we heard a 
crash in the jungle. “Seladangs!” screamed the 
‘Malays. 
The men dropped everything and jumped for 
the trees just as two seladangs came charging 
down upon us. Ali, who was carrying my rifle 
and who had become separated from me when the 
men rushed for the trees, started toward me. 
Gauging the distance, I saw that he could not 
make it and I yelled to him to save himself. I 
jumped backward and made for a tree; then, as I 
pulled myself up, I saw the bull seladang catch Ali 
on his horns and toss him. I dropped to the ground 
again, horrified; I wanted to get my rifle and I 
forgot about the other animal. 
The cow seladang charged, and I barely had 
time to get behind the tree. Unconsciously I had 
drawn my parang, and, as the great chocolate- 
