AN EXPEDITION TO MOUNT KINA BALU. 
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route to Kina Balu. After Kiou the path continued in the usual 
way, became somewhat indistinct after we had left the Kada- 
maian liiver, but was more noticeable here and there from old 
camping' places and traps for birds and smaller game set at 
intervals. 
Life anwnffst the Nutive.<i. We found the Dusuns very good- 
natured and harmless people, and quite honest until the last day 
in Panjut when our kerosine oil disappeared for a few hours and 
some other tritling- things for ever. They were certainly 
somewhat lazy in the morning, and there was generally a great 
deal of grumbling before they took up their loads, but when 
once started, they left little to be desired, and showed themselves 
splendid carriers especially on hilly ground. Very annoying was 
their intense curiosity : when we arrived at a village, not only 
our carriers and the people of the house with their immediate 
friends, but all the village came and stood there, several rows 
deep, around us. We could not change our socks or any other 
part of our dress without themselves and their women and 
children taking stock of every movement and every article. It 
was the same when the cook prepared my meals or when I 
partook of the same, when I wrote my notes or bottled speci- 
mens, when I undressed at night-time and disappeared behind 
the mosquito-curtain, everything formed food for their admira- 
tion and amazement. Sometimes when I sat perfectly still 
without doing anything, their attention relaxed, but my slightest 
movement had the effect of the curtain rising at the Fantoniine, 
the eyes and open mouths of all present were directed to one 
point. No box or portmanteau could be opened without every 
one rushijig to see what it contained. When I awoke in the 
morning I was sure to find people squatting round my camp-bed 
who had apparently been anxiously waiting for signs of my 
awaking. The worst was that it was impossible to escape from 
it : as, once arrived at a village at about 2 o’clock in the after- 
noon, we changed, and as we nearly always had rain from that 
hour and the neighbourhood of the houses was a mass of filth, 
accumulated ever since the houses had been built, we did not 
care to go out and get wet and dirty again. The inside of the 
houses was at least dry and fairly clean, the floor, raised about 
five feet above the ground, being formed of split bamboo, in 
