286 KLIENG’S WAR-RAID TO THE SKIES. 
Those .in front arrived at the house of Manang Kedin- 
dang Arang. 
There they stopped a night to inquire the way of grand- 
mother Manang. 
L, Manang—The road, grandsons, lies straight ahead from my 
house. 
Sampuret—You are only teasing us, grandmother; we shall 
kill you. 
I, Manang—Hold, grandsons ; I am simply joking and laugh- 
ing, talking fun with you. 
Then the Manang brought a tub three fathoms long, 
Armny—What is that for, grandmother ? 
J. Manang—This, my sons, is to lower you down to the earth. 
Sampurei—How can that be large enough? 
I, Manang—Uarge enough, my sons ; settle into it all of you. 
And the army rose up, and arranged themselves into it. 
And the tub was not full till the army had all got in. 
And they were lowered by grandmother Manang to the 
earth. 
It was the country of Ngelai where the army found 
footing. 
Klieng and his company returned to Tinting Panggan 
Dulang. 
This is somewhat curtailed in length; but to give it in 
extenso. would weary the reader. Dyaks have a strong ten- 
dency to prolixity and circumlocutions, both in their ordinary 
conversation and in their folk-lore ; and delight to use a dozen 
similes where one would do; and to repeat over and over 
again the same thing in different words, apparently with the 
double object of showing the extent of their learning, and to 
fillup time. This song of Klieng’s exploit, if given in full, 
would take nearly a whole night to sing, especially by a good 
Dyak rhymist who would amplify it with extemporal additions 
of his own as he proceeded. Sufficient is here re-produced to 
show the main points of the story; and to unveil the region 
of ideas with which Dyaks will amuse themselves in the vacant 
hours of the night. The singer lies on a mat in the very dim 
