S) AN UNEXPLORED CORNER OF PAHANG, 
His wife attempting to assist him, seized the blade of the kris, 
and she showed me the two fingers, minus the tops, where 
it was dragged throngh her hands. Johor has the mark where 
his scalp was laid open by the blow from the spear, while his 
arms ave scored with the marks of the cuts he received in ward- 
ing off the stabs. Suddenly he bethought him of the Tumboh 
Lada ‘small dagger) in his belt, and drawing it he thrust it into 
the bowels of his assailant, who fell dying. All this though it 
takes some time to write, took place very quickly, and the man 
at the back door, who had been simply gazing at the struggle, 
on seeing his friend fall, rushed in. Johor seized his gun, which 
was standing loaded against the wall, but before he could get 
it up to fire, the stranger seized the muzzle, and a fierce 
struggle ensued for the possession of it. With a quick snatch 
however, Johor succeeded in dragging it from him, and shot 
him through the stomach, and killed him also. ‘ Allah Tuan,” 
said Johor, ‘‘ Habis t’'lahi rumah saya, macham orang potong 
kribau”’. 
Asking him why this attack was made on him, he explained 
that these men were relatives of one of the Perak Rajahs, who 
had taken an active part in the war there, and were fleeing 
from the wrath to come, to Kelantan. They had crossed over 
from Perak, and made their way down the Telom, and being 
hard up, and hearing that Johor owned a couple of guns, 
they made up their minds to kill bim, steal his guns and beat, 
and take his wife and children to sell for slaves in Kelantan. 
The next day, coming down to Kuala Medang, I was shown the 
place when the house originally stood, in which this affair took. 
place. 
W. Bertrand Roberts. 
