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. i^aj^Zo^- \^s— )L^r\^£ct~~ two and sat by the roadside to eat 
them. They were really delicious, and I enjoyed them much more than I 
did the first time I ate durian at Ambon. Even the odor was less offen- 
sive, and when we returned to Kwala Sirup ang we stopped in the market and 
got some more to eat in the evening. 
Jr. Mijts invited ys to come to his house, where we met his 
attractive wife and enjoyed a couple of gin and tonics. While we were 
sitting in the pretty, cool living room, with its view of the river ana 
the jungle beyond, the boy brought a half -grown orang utan through the 
room, and sat her in a big chair on the terrace outside. A baby orang, 
about six months old, was also brought in, and the photographers in the 
crowd went wild, posing the two tame animals. Nellie was the large 
female; the baby, a male, is named KingKong - a ridiculously inap- 
propriate name at his age. Mr. Mijts assured us that it would grow 
into one of the Mawa kuda type, however, and then King Kong will be a 
good name. He told us that both orang s (Nellie has been with them for 
seven years) had been abandoned by their jungle mothers, picked up by 
kind-hearted natives, end brought to them to rear. We hear the same 
story so often that we begin to scoff, as we are also told that natives 
are fond of orang meat. Anyway, it was a pleasant house, and the 
orang s are probably safer and happier here than in the jungle. 
After lunching at the Boulevard Hotel in Kwala Simprng we drove 
on to Lengsa, over rather rough and very dusty roads. Here we put up 
at the Hotel Emma, a bright little freshly painted inn with a cordial 
though very deaf Dutchman in charge. The air was heavy with the 
sweetness of white blossoms on a large tree. The hotel proprietor 
could only give us the native name (bung a puteh, meaning white flower) 
but someone later told us that it was, I think, a form of Eugenis. 
June 20 - 
We left Langsa at 7.?0, and drove all morning through rather open 
country. Of course we still had rubber plantations and coconut palms, 
but there was a good deal of scrub country, and more different kinds 
of palms than we had seen before - arica, pandanus, nipa, and in certain 
arid stretches the fan palm. There was variety all day in the vegeta- 
tion. Part of the road ran close to the coast, and mangrove swamps 
bordered the road closely. Nipa palm grew among the mangroves. We 
watched eagerly for crocodiles - there were many brackish inlets 
where porosus should have been plentiful - but there was never even 
a splash or ripple to beferay the man-eater. We went through long 
• stretches of pasture land, where yellow headed egrets by the hundreds 
paraded among the cows. A long stretch of casuarina trees, planted 
on both sides of the road, made a lovely shady avenue; these were 
succeeded by sweet- smelling acacia trees. 
The natives, and their houses, also took on a slightly different 
character, as we got farther and farther in Atjeh. The houses are 
built high off the ground, end look very shallow in comparison with 
