Life in the forests of the Far East (vol. 1 of 2)St. John, Spenser, Sir
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Life in the forests of the Far East (vol. 1 of 2)
St. John, Spenser, Sir
Borneo -- Description and travel; Natural history -- Borneo; St. John, Spenser, Sir, 1825-1910 -- Travel -- Borneo
The Datu of Tampasuk had promised to accompany us himself, but the fast
gave him an excellent excuse; he, however, sent some men as guides,
whom he called his relations. These men of course came with us,
fancying that by trading for us with the Ida’an they would be enabled
to make a great profit beyond the regular pay. They did not fail to let
us know their intentions, by telling us that the Ida’an were asking
half a dollar’s worth of goods for a fowl; so we declined taking it,
telling the Bajus that we were well aware that they themselves could
get a dozen for the same amount. We expected and intended to let them
fleece us moderately, but this was too barefaced. We had tin meats,--so
managed to make an excellent dinner without the fowl. Such provisions
are certainly of great assistance to the traveller, but the addition
of a fowl, or of any fresh vegetable, takes away that unpleasant taste
always observable in preserved meats.
It was here I first saw natives ploughing. Their plough is of a very
simple construction, and serves rather to scratch the ground than
really to turn it over: it is made entirely of wood, and is drawn by
a buffalo, and its action was the same as if a pointed stick had been
dragged through the land to the depth of about four inches. After
ploughing, they use a rough kind of harrow. Simple as this agriculture
is, it is superior to anything that exists south of Brunei, and it
would be interesting to investigate the causes that have rendered
this small part of Borneo, between the capital and Maludu Bay, so
superior in agriculture to the rest. I think it is obviously a remnant
of Chinese civilization. I must elsewhere dwell upon the Chinese
intercourse, as it is too extensive a subject to be introduced into a
journal while waiting for the cook to get the dinner ready. The farm
hut in which we spent the night was about twelve feet by six, and of
exceedingly neat construction: the bamboo was employed for posts, and
split afforded both good flooring and walls; the roofing leaves were
also excellent, and made from the sago palm. The musquitoes were very
numerous, and soon drove us to bed: the natives assert that these
insects are not to be found near running fresh water--a statement which
experience completely disproves.
The farmhouse we occupied was one of many scattered over a narrow
plain, perhaps four or five hundred yards in breadth, which skirted the
banks of the river for several miles. It was evident that these Ida’an
kept this land under continued cultivation, and that each portion was
strictly private property. We found every house had about four acres of
ground belonging to its owner, which were divided from one another by
slight embankments. The soil appeared of admirable quality--in fact,
a rich black mould. Heaps of panicles were lying near the houses, and
the amount seemed to show that they must have had a very good crop last
year.
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