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312 THE MALAY ARCHIPELAGO. [chap.again and again, till the amount is something serious, when liebrings them to court and has their services allotted to him forits liquidation. The debtors seem to think this no disgrace, butrather enjoy their freedom from responsibility, and the dignityof their position under a wealthy and well-known merchant.They trade a little on their own account, and both parties seemto get on very well together. The plan seems a more sensibleone than that which we adopt, of effectually jDreventing a manfrom earning anything towards paying his debts by shuttinghim up in a jail.My own servants were three in number. Ali, the Malay boywhom I had picked up in Borneo, was my head man. He hadalready been with me a year, could turn his hand to anything,and was quite attentive and trustworthy. He was a good shot,and fond of shooting, and I had taught him to skin birds verywell. The second, named Baderoon, was a Macassar lad, also apretty good boy, but a desperate gambler. Under pretence oftjuying a house for his mother, and clothes for himself, he hadreceived four months' wages about a week before we sailed, andin a day or two gambled away every dollar of it. He had comeon board with no clothes, no betel, or tobacco, or salt fish, allwhich necessary articles I was obliged to send Ali to buy forhim. These two lads were about sixteen, I should suppose ; thethird was younger, a sharp little rascal named Baso, who hadbeen with me a month or two, and had learnt to cook tolerably.He was to fulfil the important office of cook and housekeeper,for I could not get any regular servants to go to such a terriblyremote country ; one might as well ask a chef de cuisine to go toPatagonia.On the fifth day that I had spent on board (Dec. 15th) the rainceased, and final preparations were made for starting. Sailswere dried and furled, boats were constantly coming and going,and stores for the voyage, fruit, vegetables, fish, and palm-sugar,were taken on board. In the afternoon two women arrived witha large party of friends and relations, and at parting there wasa general nose-rubbing (the Malay kiss), and some tears shed.These were promising symptoms for our getting off" the nextday ; and accordingly, at thi'ee in the morning, the owner cameon board, the anchor was immediately weighed, and 1>v' four weset sail. Just as we were fairly off and clear of the otli:'r praus,the old juragan repeated some prayers, all around respondingwith " Allah il Allah," and a few strokes on a gong as an accompaniment,concluding with all wishing each other " Salaamatjalan" (a safe and hajji^y journey). We had a light breeze, acalm sea, and a fine morning, a prosperous commencement of ourvoyage of about a thousand miles to the far-famed Aru Islands.The wind continued light and variable all day, -svith a calm inthe evening before the land breeze sprang up. We wei'e tlienpassing the island of " Ttinakaki " (foot of the land), at the extremesouth of this part of Celebes. There are some dangerous

xsviii.] MACASSAR TO THE ARU ISLANDS. 313rocks here, and as I was standing by the bulwarks, I happenedto spit over tlie side ; one of the men begged I would not do sojust now, but spit on deck, as they were much afraid of thisplace. Not quite comprehending I made him repeat his request,when, seeing he was in earnest, I said, " Very well, I supposethere are hantus' (spirits) here." "Yes," said he, "and theydon't like anything to be thrown ovei'board ;many a prau hasbeen lost by doing it." Upon which I promised to be verycareful. At sunset the good Mohammedans on board all repeateda few words of prayer with a general chorus, reminding me ofthe pleasing and impressive Ave Maria of Catholic countries._Dec 20th.—At sunrise we were opposite the Bontyne mountain,said to be one of the highest in Celebes. In the afternoon,we passed the Salayer Straits and had a little squall, whichobliged us to lower our huge mast, sails, and heavy yards. Therest of the evening we had a fine west wind, which carried us onat near five knots an hour, as much as our lumbering old tubcan possibly go.Dec. 2lst.—A heavy swell from the south-west rolling us aboutmost uncomfortably. A steady wind was blowing, however,and we got on very well.Dec. 22nd.—Tlie swell had gone down. We passed Boutong, alarge island, high, woody, and populous, the native place of someof our crew. A small prau returning fi'om Bali to the islandof Goram overtook us. The nakoda (captain) was known to ourowner. They had been two years away, but were full of peojDle,with several black Papuans on board. At 6 p.m. we passedWangiwangi, low but not flat, inhabited and subject to Boutong.We had now fairly entered the Molucca Sea. After dark it wasa beautiful sight to look down on our rudders, from which rushededdying streams of phosphoric light gemmed with whirlingsparks of fire. It resembled (more nearly than anything else towhich I can compare it) one of the large irregular nebulousstar-clusters seen through a good telescope, witli the additionalattraction of ever-changing form and dancing motion.Dec. 23rd— Fine red sunrise ;the island we left last eveningbarely \dsible behind us. The (jroram prau about a mile southof us. They have no compass, yet they have kept a very truecourse during the night. Our owner tells me they do it by theswell of the sea, the dii-ection of which tliey notice at sunset,and sail by it during the night. In these seas tliey are never(in fine weather) more than two days ^vithout seeing land. Ofcourse adverse winds or currents sometimes carry them away,but they soon fall in with some island, and there are always someold sailors on board who know it, and thence take a new course.Last night a shark about five feet long was cauglit, and thismorning it was cut up and cooked. In the afternoon tliey gotanother, and I had a little fried, and found it firm and dry, butvery palatable. In tlie evening the sun set in a heavy bank ofclouds, which, as darkness came on, assumed a fearfully black

312 THE MALAY ARCHIPELAGO. [chap.again and again, till <strong>the</strong> amount is something serious, when liebrings <strong>the</strong>m to court and has <strong>the</strong>ir services allotted to him forits liquidation. <strong>The</strong> debtors seem to think this no disgrace, butra<strong>the</strong>r enjoy <strong>the</strong>ir freedom from responsibility, and <strong>the</strong> dignity<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir position under a wealthy and well-known merchant.<strong>The</strong>y trade a little on <strong>the</strong>ir own account, and both parties seemto get on very well toge<strong>the</strong>r. <strong>The</strong> plan seems a more sensibleone than that which we adopt, <strong>of</strong> effectually jDreventing a manfrom earning anything towards paying his debts by shuttinghim up in a jail.My own servants were three in number. Ali, <strong>the</strong> <strong>Malay</strong> boywhom I had picked up in Borneo, was my head man. He hadalready been with me a year, could turn his hand to anything,and was quite attentive and trustworthy. He was a good shot,and fond <strong>of</strong> shooting, and I had taught him to skin birds verywell. <strong>The</strong> second, named Baderoon, was a Macassar lad, also apretty good boy, but a desperate gambler. Under pretence <strong>of</strong>tjuying a house for his mo<strong>the</strong>r, and clo<strong>the</strong>s for himself, he hadreceived four months' wages about a week before we sailed, andin a day or two gambled away every dollar <strong>of</strong> it. He had comeon board with no clo<strong>the</strong>s, no betel, or tobacco, or salt fish, allwhich necessary articles I was obliged to send Ali to buy forhim. <strong>The</strong>se two lads were about sixteen, I should suppose ; <strong>the</strong>third was younger, a sharp little rascal named Baso, who hadbeen with me a month or two, and had learnt to cook tolerably.He was to fulfil <strong>the</strong> important <strong>of</strong>fice <strong>of</strong> cook and housekeeper,for I could not get any regular servants to go to such a terriblyremote country ; one might as well ask a chef de cuisine to go toPatagonia.On <strong>the</strong> fifth day that I had spent on board (Dec. 15th) <strong>the</strong> rainceased, and final preparations were made for starting. Sailswere dried and furled, boats were constantly coming and going,and stores for <strong>the</strong> voyage, fruit, vegetables, fish, and palm-sugar,were taken on board. In <strong>the</strong> afternoon two women arrived witha large party <strong>of</strong> friends and relations, and at parting <strong>the</strong>re wasa general nose-rubbing (<strong>the</strong> <strong>Malay</strong> kiss), and some tears shed.<strong>The</strong>se were promising symptoms for our getting <strong>of</strong>f" <strong>the</strong> nextday ; and accordingly, at thi'ee in <strong>the</strong> morning, <strong>the</strong> owner cameon board, <strong>the</strong> anchor was immediately weighed, and 1>v' four weset sail. Just as we were fairly <strong>of</strong>f and clear <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> otli:'r praus,<strong>the</strong> old juragan repeated some prayers, all around respondingwith " Allah il Allah," and a few strokes on a gong as an accompaniment,concluding with all wishing each o<strong>the</strong>r " Salaamatjalan" (a safe and hajji^y journey). We had a light breeze, acalm sea, and a fine morning, a prosperous commencement <strong>of</strong> ourvoyage <strong>of</strong> about a thousand miles to <strong>the</strong> far-famed Aru Is<strong>land</strong>s.<strong>The</strong> wind continued light and variable all day, -svith a calm in<strong>the</strong> evening before <strong>the</strong> <strong>land</strong> breeze sprang up. We wei'e tlienpassing <strong>the</strong> is<strong>land</strong> <strong>of</strong> " Ttinakaki " (foot <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>land</strong>), at <strong>the</strong> extremesouth <strong>of</strong> this part <strong>of</strong> Celebes. <strong>The</strong>re are some dangerous

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