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any thing but tea* One day they like grapes and sweet potatoes. 
The next day they turn up their noses at anything except bananas. 
The big brown boy from Siantar refuses to drink anything, but 
seizes his drinking pan the moment it is put in the cage and angrily 
turns it upside down* The black and white ones that live together, 
the two who were so ill in Si am, are doing well now. The big 
white one was drinking milk this afternoon, delicately dipping 
the back of its wrist into the drinking pan, and licking milk off 
its fur. Little black boy, too lazy to come down off his shelf and 
get his own supply, would grab the other gibbons hand and try to 
lick the milk off that. Roemah Sakit, our camp pet, has a cold 
and is off his feed entirely. 
August 27 - 28 
We lost a crate of pythons, fourteen medioum sized ones, - 
all dead and thrown overboard. The little mouse deer are drop- 
ping off, too, which is a rerl blow. One of our Chieng Mai 
gibbons died today of pneumonia. 
I brought a small black gibbon up to our room, with the 
hopes of cheering it up enough to induce it to eat. It seems 
not to be ill, but for days has refused all food* By rubbing 
a little milk on its hand I got a few drops of liquid into it . 
It ate one mouthful of banana, and then went on a hunger strike 
again. In the afternoon I offered it tea , which it ate with 
relish, but it can't live on such a diet. It is a sweet 
little monkey, affectionate, interested in its new surroundings, 
and very tame. I put it in a basket, and put the basket on the 
floor. It kept climbing out, and trying to roost on top of 
the mirror, or perched on a chair back. After I set the basket 
on a chair, it cuddled down quite peacefully and went to sleep. 
*KgBtx Some of the officers, and half the crew, are down with a 
form of dysentery, which the captain blames on Karachi water. 
After so many cases developed, he ordered the water to be boiled. 
So far, none of us have any trouble. 
The Komodo dragons, which have been doing well up to now, 
today refused to eat. Jennier asked kind of hopelessly, v How long 
have they been in the dark?* The answer was, ''Since July 25* - 
so what can you expect? This traveling menagerie, without proper 
accomodations, is simply hellish. The Company sh uld never have 
agreed to take us on a ship so little fitted to the purpose for 
which we are using it. 
The weather calmed down in the afternoon, and the night was 
beautiful - mild and serene. All the stars were out, and the 
water had thousands of little phosphor ent marine animals, that 
looked like reflections in the black water of the stars in the 
sky, or like some sort of marine fire-fly. 
August 29 - 
The little black gibbon is still alive, but still refuses 
to eat. While I was working down in Number 5, pert of the 
hatch was opened up, and I rejoiced in the sunlight and air, that 
so seldom get into that part of the ship. When I came up on 
