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76 ance of our native servant, who apprehended danger in every wave that drenched him, and manifested his dislike in this strain: " Allah, Tuan, angin eras, glombang basar, apa kana, Tuan, cluar di capal ini ari?"—" Allah, Master, how the winds are blowing, and how high the waves are! Why did you leave the ship on such a day, sir I"

As we approached the shore our anticipations of a cold bath were fully realized, for although we received little more than a passing shower from many of the waves that passed us, the last we were exposed to overwhelmed us with such fury that both my wife and myself were drenched to the skin. The odours that exhaled from the canal as we approached it were also anything but agreeable.

For such a wealthy and commercial town as Samarang, which boasts of from six to seven thousand fishermen alone, the passage, or artificial extension of the small stream which passes through it, is so narrow as to be quite a disgrace to the