voice sounded farther off than the first answer. I then
fired a single shot, which was answered from the
direction in the bush in which the shout had come.
On this we divided again and skirmished through the
bush—Gueritz going to the left, Frank Hatton and I
to the right. I t was pitch dark, and I cautioned
every one not to lose themselves. Frank and I at last
got through the bush and emerged on the sea-shore
beyond the point. We again shouted and heard a
faint reply. Then I divided our little party, sending
Frank into the bush by a path used by the woodcutters,
while.I went further up the coast to another
path I knew of. Here I entered the bush, penetrating
so far in that I made sure of coming up with Montgelas,
as I had had an answering shout, when to my disgust
I came on an impassable swamp. After several ineffectual
attempts to cross, and finding it impossible to
get round it, I decided to return and try another place,
when I found that what I had cautioned the others
about had happened to me. 1 was lost. In trying to
cross the swamp we had left our pathway and could
not find it. The bush in Borneo is not only extremely
dense, but the trees grow so high that the sky is hidden
from view in many places, and just where we were
lost the trees were gigantic. As ill-luck would have it,
there was no moon, and we had nothing to guide us.
Of course in our hurry we had left our compasses
behind, though I had one fastened to the belt I always
wore in the bush, but to-night I had come out in a
pair of white trowsers, straight from dinner, and had
forgotten my belt. I had only one thing to guide me
by—the swamp, which I knew lay towards the west;
at least it did as I approached it from the sea-shore,
but in my attempts at trying to get round it, I bad
probably changed my position, and it might only serve
to mislead me. I, however, determined to try, and
assuming that it was to the west, and therefore by
keeping my right hand towards it I should have my
head turned south, a direction which would take me
towards the beach. I extended my few Sikhs from the
right, ordering each man to keep within speaking
distance of the man on his right, and to keep a bright
look-out. We had brought several lanterns and a
supply of candles. I gave the word {march,’ and on we
plunged. Fortune favoured us, for after a desperate
scramble through the bush I came on a tree that looked
familiar, and found we had struck a path that led
to the beach. I was pretty well familiar with the bush,
having walked round it and through it in my evening
and morning walks many a weary time. I t was then
close on 2 a.m. On returning to the beach, I marched
round to the point, entering the bush by the large
jungle-path, and from there returned to Kudat, as I
could hear nothing of the other parties, both myself
and men being quite done up, having been on foot for
over four hours. On getting back to the station I
found all the others had come in, but without finding
any trace of Montgelas. Frank had had an
adventure much the same as mine, having missed his
way and been lost for some little tim e ; however, he
was nearer the main bush-path, and soon got himself
and men extricated. We decided to go out at dawn,
and gave orders for a general parade of all hands to
regularly beat out the bush, as we began to think
Montgelas must be wounded. Accordingly at dawn we
marshalled our forces and entered the bush, but had