
 
        
         
		shallow  pools  connected by the smallest possible thread  of  
 trickling water.  If  there were  a  dry season  like  that  of  
 Macassar,  the Aru Islands would be uninhabitable, as  there  
 is  no part of them much  above  a hundred  feet  high ;  and  
 the  whole  being  a  mass  of  porous  coralline  rock,  allows  
 the surface water  rapidly to . escape.  The  only dry season  
 they  have  is  for  a  month  or  two  about  September  or  
 October, and  there  is  then  an  excessive  scarcity  of  water,  
 so that sometimes hundreds of  birds  and other animals  die  
 of  drought.  The natives then remove  to  houses  near  the  
 sources of the small streams, where,  in the shady depths  of  
 the forest,  a small  quantity of water  still  remains.  Even  
 then many of them have to go miles for their water, which  
 they keep in large bamboos  and use very sparingly.  They  
 assure  me  that  they  catch and  kill  game  of  all  kinds,  
 by watching  at  the water  holes  or  setting  snares  around  
 them.  That would  be the time for me to make my collections  
 ;  but  the want  of water  would  be  a  terrible  annoyance, 
   and the impossibility of  getting away  before another  
 whole year had passed made it out of  the question. 
 Ever  since  leaving  Dobbo  I  had  suffered  terribly from  
 insects, who  seemed  here  bent  upon  revenging my  long-  
 continued persecution of their race.  At our first stopping-  
 place  sand-flies were very abundant at night, penetrating to  
 every part of the body, and producing a more  lasting  irritation  
 than  mosquitoes.  My  feet  and  ankles  especially 
 suffered,  and  were  completely  covered  with  little  red  
 swollen  specks, which tormented me horribly.  On arriving  
 here we  were  delighted to find the house  free  from  sandflies  
 or mosquitoes, but in  the  plantations where  my  daily  
 walks  led  me,  the  day-biting  mosquitoes  swarmed,  and  
 seemed  especially  to  delight  in  attacking  my  poor  feet.  
 After  a  month’s  incessant  punishment,  those  useful  
 members  rebelled  against  such  treatment  and  broke  into  
 open insurrection, throwing  out numerous inflamed  ulcers,  
 which  were  very  painful,  and  stopped  me  from walking.  
 So  I  found  myself  confined  to  the  house,  and  with  no  
 immediate  prospect  of  leaving  it.  Wounds  or  sores  in  
 the feet are especially difficult to heal in hot  climates, and  
 I therefore dreaded them more than any other illness.  The  
 confinement  was - very  annoying,  as  the  fine  hot  weather  
 was  excellent for insects, of  which  I had every promise of  
 obtaining  a  fine  collection;  and  it  is  only  by  daily  and  
 unremitting  search  that  the  smaller  kinds,  and  the  rarer  
 and more interesting specimens,  can be obtained.  When  I  
 crawled  down  to the  river-side  to  bathe, I  often  saw  the  
 blue-winged Papilio ulysses, or some other equally rare and  
 beautiful insect; but there was  nothing for it but patience,  
 and  to  return  quietly  to  my  bird-skinning,  or  whatever  
 other  work  I  had  indoors.  The  stings  and  bites  and  
 ceaseless  irritation  caused  by  these  pests  of  the  tropical  
 forests, would  be  borne  uncomplainingly;  but  to  be  kept