BY THE RE YD. YT. HOWELL. 
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112 — Nyau datai di nena- 
lan bari ditutu kle 
1 a w a i klabembang 
bintang; 
113 — Nyau tepansa ka 
tuuggul nugu baka 
balu ingin ka bujang; 
114 — Nyau tepansa ka 
jamban baru baka 
akar beluru nyen- 
tang ; 
Nyau ka sebrai nengah 
pantai landai nuju 
tingkah tana h t e - 
biang; 
115 — Nyau ngindik em- 
pran tarik baka sing- 
kap pinggai lelayang, 
Nyau nengah 1 e b a k 
banyak disurong eng- 
gau papong batang, 
116— Nyau mansa munggu 
mangku pemelakang 
babi biang, 
Nyau b e s e g i 11 g ka 
kramunting bebuah 
sapengantong arang, 
117—Nyau mansa babas 
repa besundang lan- 
tang, 
Mlit bukit baka per- 
inggit upeh pinang. 
118—Kalama nyau datai 
di menoa Silinilin be- 
kain mali jai, 
Singgol- i n g g o 1 b e - 
sanggol mali rempi, 
Beserbana lelak i k a k 
bedau brinti. 
: 
They have reached the 
cleared space with the 
(ever-present) unpleasant 
smell about it—the haunt 
of the painted butterflies; 
They have passed the dead 
tree stumps that stand as 
fixed as a widow desiring 
a bachelor husband ; 
They have passed the 
new bridge that is like 
the beluru creeper that 
stretches out straight; 
They have crossed the 
gentle slope declining to¬ 
wards the precipice ; 
And are passing the dry 
fiat land lying in the 
shape of a plate, 
Then they cross a number 
of small valleys that are 
bridged by felled trees, 
They are passing a small 
hill where the ground re¬ 
sembles the shape of a 
black and white pig, 
They are brushing past 
the melastoma shrubs 
that are ripening to 
blackness, 
They are passing through 
the thick bushes that 
press closely together, 
They go round the hill 
that is slippery like the 
spathe of the pinang 
palm. 
And at length they arrive 
at the country of Silin¬ 
ilin whose petticoat 
never wears out, 
At the country of Singgol- 
inggol whose braided 
hair is never uncoiled, 
And then complain of be¬ 
ing tired as they had 
stopped nowhere. 
