
 
        
         
		leaving  the  launch  behind.  Ju st  beforè  we  started,  
 Datu Serikaya’s  son  came  down to  get what he could  
 in the  shape  of tobacco and  rice.  Rice is very dear at  
 Tander Batu just now,  as the Datu’s prahus, which go  
 down  to  Sandakan  to  buy  that  necessary  article  of  
 food,  are  three  weeks  over  due;  and  the  people  are  
 living entirely on potatoes and what little  fish they can  
 catch in the river.  A bag  of rice  at Tander Batu just  
 now is worth $14. 
 As we journeyed up we  came in  sight of  the  Labuk  
 hills ;  the  first  and  highest  hill  bearing  300°,  about  
 4000  feet  high,  and  distant  about  eight  miles.  Hill  
 No.  2, bearing 310°,  height 4200 feet ;  and hill No.  3,  
 bearing 297°, height  3500 feet. 
 I  noticed here tufts  of  grass  hanging  on  branches  
 twenty feet over our heads, deposited there by the river  
 during the wet season. 
 Tander Batu is  a small village on the right  bank  of  
 the  river,  having  a  population  of  250 persons ;  only  
 five large houses.  The people were originally Sulumen,  
 but having lived for generations  in the Labuk they call  
 themselves  “ Labuk men.”  The  chief of this  part  of  
 the country is Datu Serikaya, who has  the Company’s  
 flag  flying  on  a  post  outside  his  house, with two  old  
 iron  cannon  beside it.  He received me in great  style,  
 and placed  a  table  before  me, resting  himself  on  the  
 other  side.  Some  finger-glasses, half  full  of  water,  
 were brought, and one  of these the Datu  drew towards  
 him,  and  used as  a spittoon.  I   then  discovered  that  
 the table was not intended  for refreshments.  We  sat  
 thps for nearly three hours, talking over the matter of  
 procuring  “  gobangs,”  or dugouts,  and  from  a  Hadji  
 trading up the  river  I   obtained two.  I  got no  assistance  
 whatever  from  Datu  Serikaya.  In   Bongon,  
 Sheriff  Shea  told  ine  not  to  eat  in  Datu  Serikaya’s  
 house,  as  dark  stories  are told of his  having  poisoned  
 more than one person. 
 Going  up  the  stream  to-day,  I  noticed hills  200  to  
 300  feet  high,  composed  entirely  of  quartz  and  serpentine  
 identical with that of  Tertipan, in Marudu Bay. 
 March  6th.—We  stayed  at  Tander  Batu,  all  hands  
 cutting wood  for  the  house-boat  to  take  back to the  
 steamer. 
 I   had  many complaints  of  Datu  Serikaya’s  people  
 from  all  the  traders  in  the  river.  He  was  unjust,  
 unfair,  &c.  I   myself  found  him  perfectly indifferent  
 as  to whether I   (a  Company’s  officer)  got  on or not,  
 and,  indeed,  I  think  he would have  preferred  my  not  
 going further up the river. 
 As Datu  Serikaya would  neither lend  anything  nor  
 do  anything,  in  spite of  his  flying the Company’s  flag,  
 I  was  obliged,  on March 7th,  to  send  my head  policeman  
 back to Lomantic in the hope of getting a prahu.  
 I  and half  the  men  pushed  on in the two  prahus  and  
 the  house-boat,  which  we  had  also  brought,  leaving  
 the  others to  come on  after us.  Our  progress  inland  
 was  now  slow,  as  for  miles  we  were  all  out  in  the  
 water dragging the boats up  against.the rapid  current.  
 We  passed  a  small  village  on  the  right  bank.  The  
 people were gutta traders,  and  their  houses  consisted  
 of  beached  prahus  covered in with “ kajangs.”  They  
 come up the river at the end  of  the wet  season,  trade  
 during  the  dry weather,  and  go  out  to  sea with  the  
 great  rains.  There  were  some  fifty people  living  in  
 these prahus.  They were all full of complaints against  
 the up-country people and  against Datu Serikaya, their 
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