
 
        
         
		accompanied me to visit the  Sultan.  We were  kept waiting  
 a few minutes  in an outer gate-house, and then ushered  
 to the  door of  a rude, half-fortified whitewashed house.  A  
 small  table and  three  chairs were  placed  in  a  large  outer  
 corridor,  and an  old  dirty-faced  man with  grey hair  and  a  
 grimy beard,  dressed  in  a  speckled blue  cotton jacket and  
 loose  red  trousers,  came  forward,  shook  hands,  and  asked  
 me  to be  seated.  After a quarter of an hour’s  conversation  
 on my pursuits,  in which his Majesty seemed to take great  
 interest,  tea  and cakes—of rather better quality than usual  
 ®n  such occasions—were  brought  in.  I  thanked  him  for  
 the  house,  and  offered  to  show him my collections, which  
 he promised to come  and  look  at.  He  then  asked  me  to  
 teach  him  to  take  views—to  make  maps—to  get  him  a  
 small  gun  from  England,  and  a  milch-goat  from Bengal;  
 all  of  which  requests  I evaded  as  skilfully  as  I  was  able,  
 and  we  parted  very  good  friends.  He  seemed  a  sensible  
 old man,  and lamented  the  small  population  of  the island,  
 which he assured me was  rich  in  many valuable minerals:,  
 including gold;  but  there were  not  people  enough  to  look  
 after them and work  them.  I  described  to  him  the  great  
 rush  of  population  on  the  discovery  of  the  Australian  
 gold mines, and  the huge nuggets found  there,  with  which  
 he  was  much  interested,  and  exclaimed,  “ Oh!  if  we  had  
 but people like that, my country would be quite  as  rich ! ’’  
 The  morning  after  I had  got  into my new housey  I  sent 
 my boys out to shoot,  and went myself  to  explore the  road  
 to the coal mines.  In less than  half  a  mile  it entered the  
 virgin  forest,  at  a  place  where  some  magnificent  trees  
 formed  a  kind  of  natural  avenue.  The  first part was flat  
 and  swampy, but  it  soon  rose  a  little,  and  ran  alongside  
 the  fine  stream  which  passed  behind  my  house,  and  
 which  here  rushed  and  gurgled  over  a  rocky  or  pebbly  
 bed,  sometimes- leaving  wide  sandbanks  on  its  margins,  
 and  at  other  places  flowing  between  high  banks crowned  
 with  a  varied  and  magnificent  forest  vegetation.  After  
 about  two  miles,  the  valley  narrowed,  and  the  road  was  
 carried along  the steep  hill-side  which  rose  abruptly from  
 the water’s  edge.  In  some  places  the  rock  had  been  cut  
 away,  but  its  surface  was  already  covered  with  elegant  
 ferns  and  creepers.  Gigantic  tree-ferns  were  abundant,  
 and  the  whole  forest  had  an  air  of  luxuriance  and  rich  
 variety which  it  never  attains  in  the  dry volcanic  soil  to  
 which I had  been  lately accustomed.  A little  further  the  
 road  passed  to  the  other  side  of  the  valley  by  a  bridge  
 across  the  stream at  a place where a great  mass of  rock  in  
 the middle offered an excellent support for it,  and two  miles  
 more of most picturesque  and interesting road  brought me  
 to the mining establishment. 
 This  is  situated  in  a  large  open  space, at  a  spot where  
 two tributaries  fall  into the main  stream.  Several  forest-  
 paths  and  new  clearings  offered  fine  collecting  grounds,