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affair, and were only useful in carrying the shot- 

 belts and game-bags. We pressed into our service 

 the first two men we saw in the next village we came 

 to, after shooting the pig, and sent them to carry it 

 up to the house, a command they obeyed without 

 the slightest hesitation. The country we walked 

 across was slightly undulating, only half cultivated, 

 and that in rather a slovenly fashion, but remarkably 

 pleasant, with just enough difficulty to render the 

 walk interesting. Here and there were untouched 

 thickets of wood, or old coffee plantations, imper- 

 fectly fenced, looking just like an English cover, and 

 now and then we came on a belt of alang alang, a 

 long, coarse, broad-leaved grass, rising above our 

 heads, very close and difficult to penetrate, and 

 cutting the hand if drawn through it rapidly. 

 Small brooks and water-courses, with beautiful 

 clear running streams, were numerous ; and we 

 passed one or two small kampongs, or hamlets, in 

 our morning walk, near which were fields, or gar- 

 dens, more carefully cultivated than elsewhere. The 

 weather was cool, fresh, and delightful. On our 

 return, we found Evans and Hill had fallen in with 

 the fresh tracks of one or two tigers in a coffee plan- 

 tation they had visited in search of pigs. There is, 

 however, no danger from these animals in the day- 

 time, when they rarely, if ever, shew themselves, 

 unless hunted up. In the afternoon I accompanied 

 Evans and Hill to their ground, and saw some pigs. 

 We passed through a secluded and picturesque vil- 



