Through Central Borneo; an account of two years' travel in the land of the head-hunters between the years 1913 and 1917 . f assuringme that my chances were good, when our train suddenlystopped—on account of the bridge being open to permita ship to pass. Ten minutes lost! I had decided, ifnecessary, to sacrifice two boxes of honey which I hadbought at the last moment, honey and water being myusual drink when on expeditions. The total weight wasninety kilograms, but they were neatly packed in paperand had been allowed to stand at one side of the entranceto the Pullman car. They were an important
Through Central Borneo; an account of two years' travel in the land of the head-hunters between the years 1913 and 1917 . f assuringme that my chances were good, when our train suddenlystopped—on account of the bridge being open to permita ship to pass. Ten minutes lost! I had decided, ifnecessary, to sacrifice two boxes of honey which I hadbought at the last moment, honey and water being myusual drink when on expeditions. The total weight wasninety kilograms, but they were neatly packed in paperand had been allowed to stand at one side of the entranceto the Pullman car. They were an important adjunctof my outfit, but perhaps after all it would be necessaryfor us to part. Immediately upon the opening of the doors the fourporters presented themselves with the encouraging in-formation that they understood thr Imperial Limitedwas waiting. My luggage, including the honey, was hur-ried on to a Inrge truck, my Canadian friend rlirnwinghis cm tcHi, and speeding the boys to a trot, we ran as fastas we could to the baggage-room of the custom-house,where the official in charge caused us only a short delay. i J». (9 Bij^. i ^Kf M ^m iML <gSfM^ ^^^?:\^^^^^^^^^^\:i-\-\\\-}^^ p m ^MmP %^ LONDON rr<] \v/S5^ p^ ^ BORNEO (DOTTED SURFACE) AS COMPARED IN SIZE WITH THE BRITISH ISLES fWHITE) (After W«lUce) A RACE FOR THE LIMITED 5 As the packages were being loaded into three cabs a manstepped forward and accosted me: We have got younow! I am a reporter for The Star, and would like toknow who the man is that keeps the Imperial Limitedwaiting ! The moment did not seem favourable for aninterview, but I invited him to enter my cab and the twoor three minutes required to drive to the station affordedopportunity for an explanation: I was on my way to New Guinea. This was a Nor-wegian undertaking which had the support of three geo-graphical societies. It was hoped that a geologist and abotanist from Norway would meet me next year in Ba-tavia to take part in this expedition to one of
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