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him the best methods to capture the wily kelak, but at 
first sight it certainly appeared that the net ought to have 
been weighted. The following morning we again visited 
the tarani, but no beasts except deer had been into it during 
the night. I took a photoji^raph of the tanim at 7 o'clock 
in the morning, but was oidy able to get a view of quite 
a small portion of it owing to the light being unsuitable 
to enable me to photo the most impressive end. 
I Ijelieve the rhinoceros whose track we had seen 
below Kuala Jentoh was the same one that hnd been near the 
lick. It was peculiar he had not visited the lick after having 
been so close to it. We returned to Kuala Sat without 
further incident of note except that we saw fresh tracks 
of a small herd of elephants, a herd of seladan^::, and a 
tiger, on tiie way down stream. On the night of the 4th 
of Angust we slept at Kuala Sat and I am glad to say 
saw the last of Awang Ali and his *'scow.'" 
He told me that he wa.>4 afraid that his business was 
too important to allow him to accompany me to Pulau 
Besar. He was a small trader among the Malays and 
Sakais. I quite agreed that it was most important for 
him to look after his vast business. He had been quite 
useless from start to finish. 
Early on the following morning we left Kuala Sat in 
my own boat hoping to nrnvc at Pulau Besar that evening, 
but we were delayed for three hours at '* Jeram Koie" 
which was a most formidable obstacle to negotiate. Old Mat 
Linggi had been liad with fever at Kuala Sat so was not much 
use as a unit in hauling the boat up the rapid. The ''Jeram 
Koie" was the worst rapid we had to negotiate on our journey 
up the TemheHng, but I believe that one above Pulau I3esar is 
even more difficult. The result of the delay was I hat we failed 
to reach our destination and had to camp on a sand spit 
a Uttle above Koala SpitT. To those who may yet have 
to travel up these rivers in a boat whose si;;e is insufficient to 
provide sleeping accommorlation. a word of warning against 
sleeping on sand spits. There is a little insect which goes by 
the name of '*tuno;au" which makes its home in the 
fine sand which is left after the floods on the river banks. 
This beast" is not a tick although it resembles them in 
many ways. It is generally of a light red colour and can 
move very quickly » It seems to be so fond of the human 
skin that as soon as it can select a tender spot it buries 
its head and starts to feed. For such a small insect it 
has a vast amount of power to annoy; in fact I think it 
is quite the worst of the small *' pests** which one encounters 
