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KINA BALU: SECOND EXPEDITION. 
our smoky fires under the low-roofed shelter; the yellow smoke is blinding, and covers one’s 
face and hands with sticky dirt. The mist drives right through the open ends of the 
shelter, the continued rain runs down the slope under the floor of the shelter in small 
rivers, rising at times sufficiently high to put out the smoky fires; besides this I am far 
from well, having a severe cold in the head and aching bones—such are the vicissitudes of 
tropical exploration! 
5th.—I am very seedy, so have passed most of the day under the mosquito-net in my 
most limited shelter. Nyhan brought in the green Finch, which, as I expected, w T as the bird 
collected last year. I afterwards found this little bird fairly common, feeding chiefly on 
the seeds of the creeping bamboo ; but it is difficult to see, seldom moving, and flying 
away at once when alarmed: this is a new species, ChJorura borneensis (fig. opposite p. 96). 
I noticed to-day the first butterfly I have seen at this altitude, a species of Danais ; but as the 
members of this genus are so numerous and hard to separate into species, this butterfly is 
at present unnamed. The only other species of butterfly I saw at or above this camp 
was a blue Comma ( Vanessa perakana) and a Skipper ( Ismenaria , gen. & sp. 1), which was 
very dark, almost black; this insect I failed to obtain. Kabong and Kuro arrived about 
4 p.m. ; they were surprised to find we had changed our camp. They want me to go to the 
summit to-morrow, as they think the weather is going to be fine for a few days ; unfortu¬ 
nately I am too seedy. Buntar, my servant, has completely collapsed, and remains without 
eating or speaking all day, rolled up in his blanket; he has a bad cold in his head, but, 
Eastern like, has given up entirely. Kuro stole some of our food during the night; this is 
very annoying, as we are unable to replace our losses. At the rock below the Dusuns stole 
fourteen dried fish, or enough food for my men for several days; Dusuns cannot resist the 
charm of salt fish. 
6th.—I have arranged with Kabong and Kuro that they shall return to Kiau and 
bring back sufficient Dusuns to carry up the rest of our baggage from the camp below, 
after which I will go with them to the summit; the two Kadyans in the camp below can 
return to Kiau with the rest of the Dusuns, carrying with them our collections and any spare 
baggage. In order to make the necessary arrangements I had to descend to the lower 
camp. My head is still bad; the journey to me was a pilgrimage. When I arrived at the 
camp I found the Hadji still unwell and very depressed: these men had never once felt 
the sun’s warmth, and nearly the whole time the rain had continued to fall steadily; their 
collections were very small, and contained nothing worth mentioning. I tied up every¬ 
thing I wanted to be carried to our upper camp, and told them to accompany the Dusuns 
to Kiau, where they are to remain until my return. Kabong has promised to supply them 
with rice, which will help me a good deal. The last two days have been fairly fine, so our 
shallow wells, which are merely filled by the drainings of the swamp, are dried up. I have 
one new bird to-day, a Timeliine, Corythocichla crassa (fig. opposite p. 84). 
7tli.—We secured another specimen of the new Cissa to-day. This bird is difficult to 
procure from its habit of keeping near the sides of the precipices, and when shot it falls 
into the depths below. Our wells are now quite dry; Tungal, however, has discovered a 
stream some distance off, where we now have to go, using the bamboos left by the Dusuns 
for carrying the water in. Buntar is still ill and has not made the least attempt to move 
