JOURNEY ACROSS THE MALAY PENINSULA. 27 
are full of fish, and say they are haunted by evil spirits. 
Stopped for the night on the sands at Sungei Duri at 6.30 
p.M., the last of the boats not coming up till 8.30 p.m. Sun- 
gei Duri is another place with a reputation for crocodiles. 
Cue Aui’s nephew was taken here two years ago, but was 
rescued by his cousin, though the crocodile injured him for 
life. In the sixteen hours we were travelling to-day, we made 
thirty-one and three-quarter miles, going at times in nearly all 
the directions on the compass, but mainly South. 
Passed the following places :—Pulau Malang, Batu Gajah, 
Kuala Jingka, Pésdgi, Tanjong Batu, Kuala Jémpol, Péjin, 
Témiang, Lamé, Kuala Ménténang, Galong, Libok Paku, 
Batu Rakit, Kuala Témélong, Pulau Dato’. 
Monday, 4th May.—-Left Sungei Duri at 5a.m. Stopped 
for two hours at Pinyo, thirty-nine feet above the sea—CuE 
Ars kampong—and made an unsuccessful search for peacock, 
but shot some golden plover. We have seen several peacock 
on the sands in the early morning, but they keep out of range 
of anything but a rifle. Passed Sungei Méntiga (whatever 
that may mean) at noon. ‘This small stream, which flows into 
the Pahang River, not a day’s journey from the sea, bifurcates 
and one branch, cailed Sempang, runs back towards the Rum- 
pin river, a tributary of the Muar, so that by ascending the 
Muar and Rumpin rivers, crossing a few hundred yards of land 
and descending the Sempang, Méntiga and Pahang Rivers, 
or vice versd, the Peninsula can very easily be crossed in a 
comparatively short time. 
Stopped at Batu Budia for breakfast at 11.80 a.m., and con- 
tinuing our journey at 2 p.m. reached Tanjong Pulei at 6.30 
p.M. ‘The river is here about one thousand yards wide. 
Distance travelled, eighteen miles; general direction, E.N.E. 
Passed the following kampongs to-day :—Kinchi, Pulau 
Ubah, Pulau Plak, Kuala Lépa, Pulau Képayang. 
Luesday, 5th May.—Started at 2 a.m., and stopped at Gan- 
chong at 8 a.m. for an hour to allow the boatmen to breakfast. 
Ganchong is only twelve feet above sea level. Cre ALi went 
on from here in a small boat to tell the Yam Taian of our 
whereabouts. At 1 p.m. reached Langger, a fine kampong on 
the left bank, where the whole population turned out to watch 
us breakfasting. Left again at 2.30 p.m., and reached Pulau 
