which I will post by next mail, entitled “ Bungalow Life in Labuan.”
This life is very pleasant as regards sea-bathing, shooting, riding, and
eating. ‘ But the mosquitoes are awful, especially just now; they are
iting very badly. There are few bad creatures on the island, except
pythons, some wild boars, some gree'n and other harmless snakes,
and centipedes, but one somehow thinks nothing of these things out
here. The temperature is usually 80°, but sometimes sinks to 71°
or 72° after rain.
When we were at Coal Point, we met the Papar boat, just come
from the Company’s station on the Bornean coast at Papar, with the
Resident, Mr. Everett, brother to the Everett of Sarawak, on board.
nere was an affectionate meeting, and the Besident came to stay with
us at the bungalow. He is a good fellow, and a fair geologist and
mineralogist.
I stay here till Mr. Treacher comes; he is expected about the 19th.
I shall ask him to let me, as you say, put my laboratory up here, and
make my headquarters here for the present, and I expect this will be
done. I shall probably go first to Abai, the nearest point to Hina.
Balu. You may be quite sure I shall be prudent about expeditions,
&c., and that I shall run no unnecessary risks.
Ever your loving son,
F r a n k .
IV .
On the 17th of October, writing from Labuan, he tells
us he is enjoying his life at Labuan—bathing, shooting,
photographing, and overhauling his chemicals and
apparatus. A fortnight later he speaks of a pleasant
little gathering at Gfovernor Leys’ bungalow, and sends
his kind regards to a young American. “ Tell him the
rifle-shot gun and revolvers have all been in' play.”
He adds, “ I generally go about here in a pair of white
trousers, a flannel shirt, a waist-belt, a coloured handkerchief,
and a white helmet and shoes—quite a toff,
eh ? Further on he says, “ My two cockney phrases
from th a t farce at the Princess’s, ‘ Ain’t she a lady ? ’
‘ Oh, she are, she a re ! ’ are getting acclimatized here.
The insects are awful. One could make quite an