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
As we were the first Europeans who had ever penetrated so far into the
country, we excited great curiosity, particularly among the female
portion of the tribe: every action was watched and commented upon,
though I am bound to state that my little China boy, Ahtan, with his
long tail, excited equal surprise; and when the black Madras cook
commenced operations, we were totally abandoned, and a most attentive
crowd collected round him, watching his every motion. As he proceeded
to prepare the curry and the stew, the pressure became too great for
his patience, so that he ran out declaring he could not cook the
dinner. The crowd then drew back a little, but his actions did not
escape the most attentive inspection. We were told that there was
another extensive village of their people on the slope of the hills,
embowered in groves of fruit-trees. It is a great advantage to live
on the banks of a running stream, as all the population can keep
themselves clean by frequent bathing. Another great preventive to
disease is their having sufficient food: they appear well off, with
plenty of buffaloes and cattle--a contrast, indeed, to their miserable
brethren on the Limbang.
We soon began to find the effect of starting without proper shoes:
yesterday my boots had blistered one heel so much that I determined to
walk barefooted. Mr. Low’s feet became likewise so painful that he made
up his mind to follow my example.
Our baggage did not arrive till the morning; we were then detained to
procure men to carry it. At last Suñgat, the chief, agreed to follow
us with six of the villagers. We started about eleven. Our course lay
along the banks of the river, cutting off the points, and occasionally
in the bed of the old stream. It having rained on the night previous,
the river was somewhat swollen, which prevented either ourselves or
our men fording it without Baju assistance; this rendered our progress
slow. Mr. Low having never before walked without shoes, suffered
much in passing over the pebbles, which were heated by the bright
midday sun, and I also, though more used to it, felt it very much
occasionally: in four hours we did not make more than three miles.
Having passed a very deep ford at 2.45 P.M., we agreed to stop
for the night, and pitched our tents on the banks of the river on some
dry sand, to have the benefit of the cool water that flowed by. We
might have gone to the Ida’an houses, but preferred the independence
of our own tents, both as more cool and less crowded; besides, we were
there free from the suspicion of insects. The fords we passed during
the day were composed of black sand, with small blocks of granite and
serpentine mixed with sandstone.
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