August 1- , y -, - 
° named Juul 
Yesterday we sent a cable to c Danish planter/ at Trenganu 
asking if there were any animals in the vicinity of his plantation. 
Today we anchored off shore, blew our whistle, and out came a launch 
in which rode an enormous Dane. He climbed up the ship*s ladder 
with a wicker basket under his arm, and in the basket was a pea- 
cock. With many apologies he explained that the cable had reached 
him just as our ship rounded the bend, and he had had no time to 
make any incmiries. However, he did have a peacock in his back- 
yard which he was happy to present to the Geographic Expedition. 
The Malini runs as casually as a private yacht. The Captain and 
the other officers were so happy to see Mr. Juul again, that long 
after his 150 phbjks bags of rice were unloaded, and the ship 
could have got under way again, they all sat in the little dining 
saloon, drinking Swedish punch (in the morning), and swapping 
yarns. 
August 2 - 
In spite of delays, we got into Singapore almost on 
schedule. It was lunch time when we sailed into the harbor, and 
I watched eagerly for a glimpse of the Silverash, the ship that is 
to take us home. One Silver boat was anchored a little distance 
away from us. She was between two enormous freighters, and looked 
so little that I began to have decided qualms about crossing the 
Atlantic in a ship of that size. On closer examination she turned 
out to be the Silverwillow, and I could still hope that our ship 
was to be a sizeable one. 
Coming ashore, we learned to our dismay that this is a. 
Bank Holiday - the first Monday in August - and all offices were 
closed. We sent a message back to the Malini asking them to 
feed and water our stock, and take care of it over night. 
Registering at the hotel, we were delighted to find that Dr. 
Schultz of Johns Hopkins, who has been in Borneo with the Coolidge 
crowd, had also just arrived, and we had quite a reunion. 
Late in the afternoon we went down to the Silverash, 
which was tied up at the Empire Dock. It seemed an enormous 
freighter when one stood on the deck, and the laugh was on me 
when we learned that it was a little smaller than the Silverwillow. 
Captain Rowe has had a lot of teasing about his animal shipment, 
and we had to do a lot of reassuring, saying that the animals 
would be no trouble at all - to anybody except us. 
August 7 - 
We called first on the Consul, and picked up a bunch of 
mail. Then over to Harrisons and Barker, the agents for the Kerr 
Line. The first thing to do was to get our gibbons off the Malini 
before she sailed, and the agents promised to take care of that. 
After calling on various government departments in regard to 
permits, we dropped in at the office of DeSouza, and found that 
Floyd Smith of Shanghai had been in there looking for us. He was 
passing through Singapore on the Andre LeBon, on his way to 
Europe, and we promptly got in touch with hire and asked him to 
