& JOURNEY ON FOOT TO THE PATANI FRONTIER. 27 
HAMED, pointing to the broad back and muscular neck of my 
brawny friend. So we parted with Jeram Kling. 
The raft was moored by the steps below the stockade at 'Tampan, 
and our new friends were admitted to a share of the rice and buf- 
falo meat of the camp. At night Kurup Monamep came up to 
the hut and told me what he knew of affairs in Ulu Perak. 
Sayyid Manmup (Orang Kaya Besar) was, he said, at Tumulong, 
not very far off, and anxious to come in and be friendly, if sure of 
his reception. Maharaja Lela was said to be at Kwala Kendrong, 
on the other side of the Patani frontier, where no Perak Malays 
need hope to follow him, for Kunrure Monamep and his men had 
been turned back from the border. Encouraged by the reward 
offered by Government, they had, it seemed, been watching the 
proscribed Chief in the hopes of finding means to earn it. I sent 
civil messages to Sayyid Maumup, and accepted, not without 
some misgivings, the offer of Kutve Mouwamep to accompany me 
up-country with his men. 
April 1st. The first thing I encountered was the familiar face 
of an old Malay of Kubang Boya where the Larut Field Force 
had encamped at one time. Panpak Keran was distinguisnable 
above his fellows by a total absence of teeth, anda habit of opening 
his mouth very wide at the conclusion of each sentence, as if to 
punctuate his remarks. Furthermore, he was perhaps more shame- 
less in asking for small loans or presents than the generality of 
his countrymen. Te was the bearer of a letter from Captain 
Speeepy to the Orang Kaya Besar, whom he hoped to take back 
to a disconsolate wife and family at Kwala Kangsa. He was fed 
and speeded on his way, but an application for a small donation of 
three doilars was mildly but firmly refused. 
Lunggong is a village about five miles to the North of ‘lampan, 
but, unlike the camp which we were quitting, it is at some distance 
from the river. It nestles under the lee of some low limestone 
hills, a curious mixture of white cliff and green foliage. 
Reinforced by seven Mandheling men, whose service Jan Desa 
pressed upon me, we commenced our march northward. Delay 
was still unavoidable, as it was desirable to have a good under- 
standing with Sayyid Maymvp before leaving him in our rear, but 
