THREE MONTHS IN PAHANG IN 
SEARCH OF BIG GAME, 
CHAPTER L 
The Triaxg River. 
The old Datoh Rajah Kiah of Pertaiig said that it would 
be most unlucky if I started for my trip into Pahang on 
Monday the 7th of June. He had consulted the junj^Ie spirits 
and had beeti advised that Tuesday would be a much more 
auspicious day on which to leave home; the iangkah would 
then be haik^ so Tuesday I decided it should be. But to avoid 
waste oi time I sent all my goods and mv tracker, Mat Yasin, 
to Kuala Jerang on the MQnd:iy» where I had arranged to have 
a boat in readiness to take me down the Triang River. A 
bicycle ride from Pertang of about fourteen miles brought me 
to Knala Jerang early on Toesda}* morning, where 1 found 
everything in readiness, must of my goods on board the boat 
together wath my collection of three Malays, my Chinese cook, 
and the said Mat Yasin. 
One of the Malays was a curiosity, and deserves more 
than passing notice. His name, Mat Lioggi, gives one the 
locality of his kampong, but many years had passed since he 
had seen Linggi. In fact, if report be true, he was in his 
younger days quite a respectable specimen of a Malay pirate, 
but considering that he must be well over sixty he has some 
excuse for pretending thtit he has forgotten the stirring incidents 
which mu^t have been connected with his long past youth. 
He is still as tough as a Malay of half his age, can carry a 
load of Jifty catties quite comfortably all day — what Malays 
of the younger generation will do this, or even can do this 
in the jungle ?— and is afraid of neither man, beast, nor spirit. 
He was invalual>le to me when I wished to break np my 
camp, because I could always leave the old man behind by 
himself to look after the boat, or whatever I did not take with 
me, and I knew perfectly well that he would do exactly what 
had been told him, and would die sooner than let anybody 
interfere with the goods he had been told to look after. The 
other two Malays were father and son, the elder man, Juansa, 
being a Pertang villager who made his Uving chiefly by 
collecting damar, his son being still of the age when a Malay 
looks about for easy work at a large remuneration. He had 
not been on a shooting trip before and did not find the work 
