IN SEARCH OF BIG GAME. 
45. 
Che Wan Hadji to inquire after his eyes and see if I 
could do anvtbing fnr him. Pure selfishness, of course I 
On arrival at Wan Hadji's lionse, which was on our way 
to the jungle track that we intended to follow, I met hnn 
in his garden, and at once saw that his eyes were very 
inflamed. He told me that he was very sorr^' he could not 
come with me because he knew where there was much game, 
but that when I returned from my trip with Wan Brahim 
if his eyes were better he would come with me. There 
was, he said, a great deal of sakii mata in the kampong 
especially amongst the children, I unstrapped one of my 
bundles and producetl from my medicine chest a small bottle 
containing zinc sulphate tabloids. I gave a few of these 
to Wan Hadji and demonstrated to hmi with the help ot 
a spoon and a little water how he could make a solution 
with which to bathe his eyes. I impressed upon him that 
if he used this solution three or four times a day that his eyes 
would certainlv be well before I returned. This delayed 
our start a little and it was nearly one o'clock before we entered 
the jungle. Che Wan Brahim intended to take me up the 
Sungei Kemih to a place called Morah, which had been 
latelv abandoned by some Sakais, It was near this spot 
where the seladang'was reported to have been seen. "\\e 
found the tracks of a large herd of elephants shortly after 
we had left Wan Hadji's house, but the tracks were a 
week old and were, of course, useless to us. Shortly 
afterwards we found that a solitary elephant had followed the 
tracks of the herd for some distance and then had headed 
up stream in the direction we intended to follow; he must 
have been a sizeable bull but we were not luckly enough 
on this trip to pick up bis fresh tracks. At Morah we found 
the tracks of the big bull seladang, and a very large track 
he had too. His spoor was only a day old so we hoped 
to come across him further up the river, in which direction he 
had gone. The next day we followed the tracks of this 
seladang until we came to a big game track which Wan 
Brahim said he thought would lead us to the '*Taram 
Tadjing/* a salt lick that he had told me existed near the 
Ulu Kamih, but whose exact position he did not know. 
We follow^ed this broad track for about five miles, it was 
literally ploughed up with seladaiig tracks, the latest track 
being that of' the bull which had lieen at Morah. W'e arrived 
at the taram about mid-day and were then fairly close to 
the seladang. But his tracks at the taram were so mixed 
up, that it was almost impossible to find where he had 
continued his journey. The taram was a poor place after the 
