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248 SOME PERSONAL EXPERIENCES<br />

equal to about three-quarters <strong>of</strong> a peck.) I asked him<br />

to sell me all <strong>the</strong> rice he had. He was quite willing to do<br />

so, and said that if I would wait a day, he would have<br />

some paddy pounded, and be able to supply me with more<br />

rice. I said what he had would be sufficient, and I told<br />

my boatmen that whatever <strong>the</strong> wea<strong>the</strong>r was next day, we<br />

must put out to sea.<br />

Very early next morning we started. The sea was very<br />

rough, and to escape <strong>the</strong> breakers we went far<strong>the</strong>r and<br />

far<strong>the</strong>r away from land. I had my excellent servant, Ah<br />

Choy, with me, and he was steering, and I had a very<br />

good crew <strong>of</strong> Dyak boatmen. After some time Ah Choy<br />

said to me :<br />

" We are very far out, and can hardly see <strong>the</strong> land.<br />

Had we not better get nearer shore ?"<br />

The men were rowing as well as <strong>the</strong>y could, but <strong>the</strong>y<br />

were getting very tired, and we were making very little<br />

progress.<br />

I told Ah Choy to bring <strong>the</strong> boat nearer shore, but as<br />

soon as we got into shallower water <strong>the</strong> waves were so<br />

great that it was evident <strong>the</strong> boat could not live through<br />

<strong>the</strong>m.<br />

I asked Ah Choy to steer <strong>the</strong> boat straight for <strong>the</strong><br />

shore, and I told <strong>the</strong> men to row as hard as <strong>the</strong>y<br />

could, and as soon as <strong>the</strong>y felt <strong>the</strong>ir oars touch bottom<br />

to jump out and pull <strong>the</strong> boat up <strong>the</strong> shore as fast as<br />

<strong>the</strong>y could. They did exactly as I wished. The boat<br />

was dragged ashore, but several large waves beat<br />

into it, and everything was soaked. It had one or<br />

two hard bumps on <strong>the</strong> sand, and was split from end<br />

to end.<br />

We were not far from Kabong, a village at <strong>the</strong> mouth<br />

<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Krian River, and I, accompanied by one <strong>of</strong> my

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