This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 Excerpt: ...the others, sat in the stern, and guided the boat's course through the numerous rapids. Above, the trees, bright with the evening sun, were crowded with chattering monkeys and gaily plutnaged birds, and further down the stream could be seen a thatch-roofed village, embedded in bananas and towered over by stately cocoa ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 Excerpt: ...the others, sat in the stern, and guided the boat's course through the numerous rapids. Above, the trees, bright with the evening sun, were crowded with chattering monkeys and gaily plutnaged birds, and further down the stream could be seen a thatch-roofed village, embedded in bananas and towered over by stately cocoa nut palms. All seemed so peaceful and happy that I forgot my rod and line, and sat down on an old stump to survey the scene. However, on discovering a poisonous snake and family of scorpions in my immediate vicinity, it occurred to me that night was coming on, and a move homewards might be advisable. I fished slowly down the stream till near the campong, (i.e. village), and then, just when I had arrived at the best pool, in the water stood a dusky Diana. I remembered the fate of Actaeon, and fled. The sun had now gone down, and as I sauntered homewards along the old road, overgrown with high grass, I could at leisure admire the gold and purple turrets in the western sky, and keep a sharp look out for tigers at the same time. On reaching home, I had the satisfaction of finding that 'Will had come back empty-handed, and he explained apologetically, "You see, I always made it a rule to pelt that nabbo when I saw it, so I suppose its now gone to a better land." Then the milk of a cocoa-nut, with perhaps just a suspicion of cognac in it as a safeguard against malaria, dinner, cigar, and bed, and our "hari besar" was over for another fortnight. T. C. B. CONCEKNING HIS HAMMOCK. HEN Autumn woods are touched with gold, Though Summer lingers yet, I seek me out a sunny branch To hang my lazy net, And clamber in, and stretch my limbs, And light my cigarette. The sunshine flickers through the leaves, Up where the brown bird sings; Acros...
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