26 JOURNEY ACROSS THE MALAY PENINSULA. 
is a deep hole said to be infested by crocodiles, and these reptiles 
pare dragged four or five people, sleeping on ‘the sand, into the 
poo 
We passed the following villages and hkampongs to-day, in 
the order named :—Pasir Anam, Beraleh Kapas, Lébak Béléngu, 
Jilam, Méngkarak, Tambak, Litbok Parap, Pamun, Chériiis, 
Batu PApan, Batu Hanchor, Lubok Lien, Pulau Kénin, Sin- 
tang, Lémiuse, Pulau Nyak. 
Distance travelled, twenty-five miles; general dincowed ; 
North. 
Sunday, 3rd May—tt was intolerably hot and close last 
night, and having started the boats at 12.30 a.m., I tried in 
vain to sleep on the stern platform of my boat in spite of mos- 
quitoes, and it was not till nearly 5 a.m. that sleep was pos- 
sible. 
It 1s hardly fair to complain of mosquitoes here, for though 
the statement that there are none in Pahang is no more ac- 
curate than that there are no snakes in Pérak, yet there are 
comparatively few of these pests, in this dry ‘weather at all 
events, and even after the occasional showers of rain we have 
had hardly any. 
We stuck on a sand-bank for half an hour almost directly 
after starting, and passed Chéno at 1.30 a.m. Chéno is cele- 
brated for making the best mats in Pahang. They are made 
of bleached and dyed Méngkuang leaves and are very pretty. 
From Chéno we pushed on down some very long reaches, each 
two and three miles in length, and even more, usually with is- 
lands at intervals making an ever-changing panorama of beauti- 
ful pictures. Passed Lawan at 10 a.m., fifty-five feet above the 
sea, and at noon we stopped opposite Bikit Serlin for break- 
fast. Left again at 2 p.m., and passing Kuala Luit, a river 
formerly worked for gold, we reached Terpei at 3.30 P.M. 
From here there is a good view of the high mountain called 
Giinong Chéni, a long irregular triple- peaked mass of hills 
with a large lake, or series of lakes, at its base. 
Gitinong Chéni is seen on the right bank of the river appa- 
rently distant about five miles. The lakes are only approach- 
able by a small river—the Chéni (almost dry in this weather), 
the mouth of which we passed at 4 p.m. The Malays have a 
great dread of these lakes, will not live near them, though they 
