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 Two  other praus were  also plundered,  and  the  crew of  one  
 of  them murdered to  a man.  They  are  said  to  he  Sooloo  
 pirates,  hut  have  Bugis  among  them.  On their way here  
 they  have  devastated  one  of  the  small  islands  east  of  
 Ceram.  It  is  now  eleven  years  since  they  have  visited  
 Am, and by thus making their attacks  at  long  and  uncertain  
 intervals  the  alarm  dies  away,  and  they  find  a  
 population for the most part unarmed  and' unsuspicious  of  
 danger.  None  of  the  small  trading  vessels  now  carry  
 arms, though  they did  so  for  a  year  or  two  after  the last  
 attack, which was  just  the time when  there was  the  least  
 occasion  for  it.  A  week  later  one  of  the  smaller  pirate  
 boats  was  captured  in  the  “ blakang  tana.”  Seven  men  
 were killed and  three  taken  prisoners.  The  larger vessels  
 have been often seen  hut  cannot  be  caught,  as  they have  
 very strong  crews,  and  can  always  escape  by rowing  out  
 to  sea  in  the  eye  of  the wind,  returning  at  night.  They  
 will  thus  remain  among  the  innumerable  islands  and  
 channels, till the  change  of  the monsoon enables  them  to  
 sail westward. 
 March 9th.—For four or  five  days we  have  had  a  Continual  
 gale  of  wind, with  occasional  gusts  of  great  fury,  
 which  seem  as  if  they  would  send  Dobbo  into  the  sea.  
 Bain  accompanies  it  almost  every alternate  hour,  so that  
 it is- not a pleasant  time.  During  such weather  I  can  do 
 little, hut am busy getting  ready a  boat  I have  purchased,  
 for  an  excursion  into  the  interior.  There  is  immense  
 difficulty  about  men,  but  I  believe  the  “ Orang-kaya,”  or  
 head  man  of Wamma, will  accompany  me  to  see  that  I  
 don’t  run  into  danger. 
 Having become quite  an old inhabitant of Dobbo,  I will  
 endeavour to sketch the  sights and  sounds  that pervade  it,  
 and  the  manners  and  customs  of  its  inhabitants.  The  
 place is now pretty full,  and the  streets present a far more  
 cheerful  aspect  than when we  first  arrived.  Every  house  
 is a store, where  the natives  barter  their  produce for what  
 they  are most in need of.  Knives,  choppers, swords, guns,  
 tobacco,  gambier,  plates,  basins,  handkerchiefs,  sarongs,  
 calicoes,  and  arrack,  are  the  principal  articles wanted  by  
 the natives;  hut  some of the stores  contain also.tep-coffee,  
 sugar, wine, biscuits, &c.,  for the supply of the traders; and  
 others  are  full  of  fancy goods,  china  ornaments,  looking-  
 glasses,  razors,  umbrellas,  pipes,  and  purses,  which  take  
 the  fancy of  the wealthier  natives.  Every  fine  day  mats  
 are spread  before the  doors  and  the  tripang  is  put  out  to  
 dry,  as well  as  sugar,  salt,  biscuit,  tea,  cloths,  and  other  
 thillgs that get injured by an excessively moist atmosphere.  
 In  the morning and evening,  spruce Chinamen stroll about  
 or chat  at each other’s  doors, in blue trousers, white jacket,  
 and  a  queue  into which  red  silk  is  plaited  till  it  reaches  
 almost to their heels.  An old  Bugis  hadji  regularly takes