The Tampassuk-"The fatted calf"-Start for Kina Balu- Bare hills-Land culture-Bad roads-Ghinambaur village- Textile fibres-A chance shot-Thrifty natives-Buffalo riding -A friendly chief - Sineroup - Native wealth— Charms— Crossing swollen river-New orchids-Kambatuan-Rokos— Butterflies-Koung Green-Aboriginals from the interior- Pretty weeds-Lemoung's death-Native ornaments-Native cloth-Bee keeping-How to manage "guides "—“ Kurow ”— 239 Plant collecting-Large Nepenthes - Sociable birds-Mountain climbing-Cold nights-Descent-Safe return to Kiau-Old skulls-Tree ferns-Fine climate-Land culture-Crossing rivers "Lapayang's" welcome-Tarippe fruit-" Beuhan "— Pleasant evening at Kambatuan village-Graceful young girls -Bundoo-Little gardens en route-Ghinambaur village-A hard day's walking-Return to the Tampassuk-Short-tailed Tropical fruits-Culture of-Natural fruit orchards—The Durian- A macédoine of fruits-The Mangosteen-" Prada Prada "- Mango The Rambutan or "hairy fruit "-Bread fruit-Jack fruit, or "Nangka "—" Champada "—Jintawan, or Manoongan fruits (Willughbeia spp.)—Tampoe fruit-Red "Bilimbing "Mandaroit "-" Rambeneer ". Mambangan "-" Luing "- "Langsat" or "Duku"-"Rambi"-" Mangalin "-"Jambosa," Hints on travel-Food supplies-Bathing-Medicines-Modes of travelling-Shelter-Resting-places-Barter-Articles for ex- ORANG UTAN OR WILD MEN OF JAHORE (male and female) GREATER MOTH ORCHID (PHALENOPSIS) AT HOME. PLAN OF A DUSUN COTTAGE, N.W. BORNEO PLAN OF LARGE DUSUN HOUSE, AT KIAU, N.W. BORNEO PAGE Frontispicce THE GARDENS OF THE SUN. CHAPTER I. EASTWARD, HO! Gibraltar-Port Said-Suez Canal-Kantara-Aden-Life Afloat Floating Homes. WHEN our ship had nearly reached the mouth of the Mersey, on her outward voyage, the boatswain and his men were busily engaged in lashing everything moveable in its place on deck. "We shall get it to-night," said that man of the sea; but on the vessel went as smoothly as ever, and everybody was merry at dinner-time, hours after the "Bosun's" prophecy. We watched the setting sun, and a gorgeous after-glow of purple, grey, and gold. Then came the twilight, and a sense of chilliness. The land on the port-side was lost in a soft grey mist; then it became colder and darker, and we went below. The saloon looked bright and cheerful, with its sparkle of glasses in the swinging racks, and the mellow light of the lamps. I read for an hour or more, and then "turned in," heartily glad to think we were having such a smooth and pleasant time, and that the "Bosun's" prediction had not been verified. I was soon asleep. How long I slept I do not quite remember, but I dreamed that I was |