In Court And Kampong Being Tales And Sketches Of Native Life In

'I never felt so like a criminal in all my life as I did that night as Juggins and I crept out of the hut, over the sleeping bodies of my Malays; nor did I know before, how hard...

'He is sick,' said suddenly a voice from the curtained doorway, which led to the inner apartment. It was the elder son Abdulrahman who spoke. He held a sword in his hand, and hi...

'O Tungku! Be pleased to come forth if thou desire to avenge the death of Tungku Long, thy cousin. Now is the acceptable time, for thy servant has still some little life left in...

After straining my jaws, doing violence to my tongue, and racking my throat, I have acquired a working knowledge of the Kelantan _patois_, and can now understand and speak it al...

As the stabs follow one another, to the sound of the clicking of the horns, and the mighty blowing and snorting of the breathless bulls, lift succeeds lift with amazing rapidity...

'The jungles are growing empty now, _Tuan_, and many things are changed since the days when I was a boy roaming through the woods of the Plus valley with my father and my two br...

But while these things were being done at Pekan and at Pasir Tambang, Wan Lingga, who, as I have related, had remained behind in the upper country when To' Raja was carried to P...

He of the Hairy Face killed quickly and silently, while there were yet some alive to resist him. Then, purring gently, he drank a deep draught of blood from each of his slaughte...

That was all, but it was enough and to spare. A shrill shriek was raised by the listening women,--a shriek, this time, of fear and not of defiance,--and in a moment the army of...

He began to gather up his fishing tackle, while his son, squatting on the ground, passed a rattan cord through the fishes' gills to their mouths, so that the take might be carri...

Once inside her own apartments, Tungku Uteh placed the _kris_ ostentatiously at the head of her sleeping mat, and then composed herself calmly to enjoy the tranquil slumber, whi...

From the beginning of November to the end of February the North-East monsoon whips down the long expanse of the China Sea, fenced as it is by the Philippines and Borneo on the o...

The jungles, for a fugitive from his enemies, are not a pleasant refuge. The constant dampness, which clings to anything in the dark recesses of the forest, breeds boils and ski...

My knowledge of all these things was won Ere to gladden my life You came, But the Land I knew, the Deeds saw done Will be never again the same, For You have come, like the risin...

The next four States are usually spoken of collectively as Petani, by Europeans, though the territory which really bears that name is of insignificant importance and area, the j...

It was not always so with them, for within the memory of old men upon the Coast, the Fisher Folk were once pirates to a man. The last survivor of those who formed the old lawles...

The prisoner in the cage to his left was little more than a skeleton when Talib first entered the prison. He lay huddled up in a corner, with his hands pressed to his empty stom...

Then he gets deep into a groove and is happy. His fingers are between the leaves of the Book of Human Nature, and his eager eyes are scanning the lines of the chapter which in t...