became　him　well；　and　he　looked　comfortable　in　it　though　he　had　not　worn
  it　before。　It　was　a　rich；　black　velvet　baju　or　jacket；　something　like　a
  loose　hussar　jacket；　braided；　frogged；　and　slashed　with　gold；　trousers
  with　a　broad　gold　strip　on　the　outside；　a　rich　silk　sarong　in　checks
  and　shades　of　red；　and　a　Malay　printed　silk　handkerchief　knotted　round
  his　head；　forming　a　sort　of　peak。　No　Mohammedan　can　wear　a　hat　with　a
  rim　or　stiff　crown；　or　of　any　kind　which　would　prevent　him　from　bowing
  his　forehead　to　the　earth　in　worship。
  The　Resident　read　the　proceedings　of　the　council　of　the　day　before；　and
  the　Sultan　confirmed　them。　The　nominal　approval　of　measures　initiated
  by　the　Resident　and　agreed　to　in　council；　and　the　signing　of
  death…warrants；　are　among　the　few　prerogatives　which　〃his　Highness〃
  retains。　Then　a　petition　for　a　pension　from　Rajah　Brean　was　read；　the
  Rajah；　a　slovenly…looking　man；　being　present。　The　petition　was　refused；
  and　the　Sultan；　in　refusing　it；　spoke　some　very　strong　words　about
  idleness；　which　seems　a　great　failing　of　Rajah　Brean's　but　it　has　my
  strong　sympathy；　for
  〃Why
  Should　life　all　labor　be？
  There　is　no　joy　but　calm；
  Why　should　we　only　toil；　the　roof　and　crown　of　things？〃
  During　the　reception　a　richly…dressed　attendant　sat　on　the　floor　with
  an　iron　tube　like　an　Italian　iron　in　his　hand；　in　which　he　slowly
  worked　an　arrangement　which　might　be　supposed　to　be　a　heater　up　and
  down。　I　thought　that　he　might　be　preparing　betel…nut；　but　Mr。　Douglas
  said　that　he　was　working　a　charm　for　the　Sultan's　safety；　and　it　was
  believed　that　if　he　paused　some　harm　would　happen。　Another　attendant；
  yet　more　richly　dressed；　carried　a　white　scarf　fringed　and　embroidered
  with　gold　over　one　shoulder；　and　two　vases　of　solid　gold；　with　their
  surfaces　wrought　by　exquisite　workmanship　into　flowers　nearly　as
  delicate　as　filigree　work。　One　of　these　contained　betel…nut；　and　the
  other　sirih　leaves。　Meanwhile　the　police；　with　their　bayonets　flashing
  in　the　sun；　and　the　swarthy；　richly…costumed　throng　on　the　palm…shaded
  slopes；　were　a　beautiful　sight。　The　most　interesting　figure　to　me　was
  that　of　the　reforming　heir；　the　bigoted　Moslem　in　his　gold…colored
  baju；　with　his　swarthy　face；　singular　and　almost　sinister　expression；
  and　his　total　lack　of　all　Western　fripperies　of　dress。　I　think　that
  there　may　be　trouble　when　he　comes　to　the　throne；　at　least　if　the
  present　arrangements　continue。　　He　does　not　look　like　a　man　who　would
  be　content　to　be　a　mere　registrar　of　the　edicts　of　〃a　dog　of　an
  infidel。〃
  The　Sultan　has　a　〃godown〃　containing　great　treasures；　concerning　which
  he　leads　an　anxious　lifehoards　of　diamonds　and　rubies；　and　priceless
  damascened　krises；　with　scabbards　of　pure　gold　wrought　into　marvelous
  devices　and　incrusted　with　precious　stones。　On　Mr。　Douglas's　suggestion
  （as　I　understood）　he　sent　a　kris　with　an　elaborate　gold　scabbard　to　the
  Governor；　saying：　〃It　is　not　from　the　Sultan　to　the　Governor；　_but　from
  a　friend　to　a　friend_。〃　He　seems　anxious　for　Selangor　to　〃get　on。〃　He
  is　making　a　road　at　Langat　at　his　own　expense；　and　acting；　doubtless；
  under　British　advice；　has　very　cordially　agreed　that　the　odious　system
  of　debt　slavery　shall　be　quietly　dropped　from　among　the　institutions　of
  Selangor。
  When　this　audience　was　over　I　asked　to　be　allowed　to　visit　the　Sultana；
  and；　with　Mrs。　Ferney　as　interpreter；　went　to　the　harem；　accompanied　by
  the　Rajah　Moussa。　It　is　a　beautiful　house；　of　one　very　large；　lofty
  room；　part　of　which　is　divided　into　apartments　by　heavy　silk　curtains。
  One　end　of　it　is　occupied　by　a　high　dais　covered　with　fine　mats；　below
  which　is　another　dais　covered　with　Persian　carpets。　On　this　the　Sultana
  received　us；　the　Rajah　Moussa；　who　is　not　her　son；　and　ourselves
  sitting　on　chairs。　If　I　understood　rightly　that　this　prince　is　not　her
  son；　I　do　not　see　how　it　is　that　he　can　go　into　the　women's　apartments。
  Two　guards　sat　on　the　floor　just　within　the　door；　and　numbers　of　women；
  some　of　them　in　white　veils；　followers　of　the　Sultana；　sat　in　rows　also
  on　the　floor。
  It　must　be　confessed　that　the　〃light　of　the　harem〃　is　not　beautiful。
  She　looks　nearly　middle…aged。　She　is　short　and　fat；　with　a　flat　nose；
  open　wide　nostrils；　thick　lips；　and　filed　teeth；　much　blackened　by
  betel…nut　chewing。　Her　expression　is　pleasant；　and　her　manner　is
  prepossessing。　　She　wore　a　rich；　striped；　red　silk　sarong；　and　a　very
  short；　green　silk　kabaya　with　diamond　clasps；　but　I　saw　very　little　of
  her　dress　or　herself；　because　she　was　almost　enveloped　in　a　pure　white
  veil　of　a　fine　woolen　material　spangled　with　gold　stars；　and　she
  concealed　so　much　of　her　face　with　it；　in　consequence　of　the　presence
  of　the　Rajah　Moussa；　that　I　only　rarely　got　a　glimpse　of　the
  magnificent　diamond　solitaires　in　her　ears。　Our　conversation　was　not
  brilliant；　and　the　Sultana　looked　to　me　as　if　she　had　attained　nirvana；
  and　had　〃neither　ideas　nor　the　consciousness　of　the　absence　of　ideas。〃
  We　returned　and　took　leave　of　the　Sultan；　and　after　we　left　I　caught　a
  glimpse　of　him　lounging　at　ease　in　a　white　shirt　and　red　sarong；　all
  his　gorgeousness　having　disappeared。
  After　we　returned　to　the　bungalow　the　Sultan　sent　me　a　gift。　Eight
  attendants　dressed　in　pure　white　came　into　the　room　in　single　file；　and
  each　bowing　to　the　earth；　sat　down　a　brass　salver；　with　its　contents
  covered　with　a　pure　white　cloth。　Again　bowing；　they　uncovered　them；　and
  displayed　the　fruitage　of　the　tropics。　There　were　young　cocoa…nuts；
  gold…colored　bananas　of　the　kind　which　the　Sultan　eats；　papayas；　and
  clusters　of　a　species　of　jambu；　a　pear…shaped　fruit；　beautiful　to　look
  at；　each　fruit　looking　as　if　made　of　some　transparent；　polished　white
  wax　with　a　pink　flush　on　one　side。　The　Rajah　Moussa　also　arrived　and
  took　coffee；　and　the　verandas　were　filled　with　his　followers。　Every
  Rajah　goes　about　attended；　and　seems　to　be　esteemed　according　to　the
  size　of　his　following。
  We　left　this　remote　and　beautiful　place　at　noon；　and　after　a　delightful
  cruise　of　five　hours　down　the　Jugra；　and　among　islands　floating　on　a
  waveless　sea；　we　reached　dreary；　decayed　Klang　in　the　evening。
  I。　L。　B。
  LETTER　XV
  Tiger　MosquitoesInsect　TormentsA　Hadji's　FateMalay　CustomOaths
  and　LiesA　False　Alarm
  THE　RESIDENCY；　KLANG；　February　7。
  I　have　had　two　days　of　supposed　quiet　here　after　the　charming
  expedition　to　Langat。　The　climate　seems　very　healthy。　The　mercury　has
  been　87　degrees　daily；　but　then　it　falls　to　74　degrees　at　night。　The
  barometer；　as　is　usual　so　near　the　equator；　varies　only　a　few　tenths　of
  an　inch　during　the　year。　The　rainfall　is　about　130　inches　annually。　　It
  is　most　abundant　in　January；　February　and　March；　and　at　the　change　of
  the　monsoon；　and　there　is　enough　all　the　year　round　to　keep　vegetation
  in　beauty。　Here；　on　uninteresting　cleared　land　with　a　featureless
  foreground　and　level　mangrove　swamps　for　the　middle　distance；　it　must
  be　terribly　monotonous　to　have　no　change　of　seasons；　no　hope　of　the
  mercury　falling　below　80　degrees　in　the　daytime；　or　of　a　bracing　wind；
  or　of　any　marked　climatic　changes　for　better　or　worse　all　life　through。
  The　mosquitoes　are　awful；　but　after　a　few　months　of　more　or　less
  suffering　the　people　who　live　here　become　inoculated　by　the　poison；　and
  are　more　bothered　than　hurt　by　the　bites。　I　am　almost　succumbing　to
  them。　The　ordinary　pests　are　bad　enough；　for　just　when　the　evenings
  become　cool；　and　sitting　on　the　veranda　would　be　enjoyable；　they　begin
  their　foray；　and　specially　attack　the　feet　and　ankles；　but　the　tiger
  mosquitoes　of　this　region　bite　all　day；　and　they　do　embitter　life。　In
  the　evening　all　the　gentlemen　put　on　sarongs　over　their　trousers　to
  protect　themselves；　and　ladies　are　provided　with　sarongs　which　we　draw
  over　our　feet　and　dresses；　but　these　wretches　bite　through　two　〃ply〃　of
  silk　or　cotton；　and；　in　spite　of　all　precautions；　I　am　dreadfully
  bitten　on　my　ankles；　feet；　and　arms；　which　are　so　swollen　that　I　can
  hardly　draw　on　my　sleeves；　and　for　two　days　stockings　have　been　an
  impossibility；　and　I　have　had　to　sew　up　my　feet　daily　in　linen！　The
  swellings　from　the　bites　have　become　confluent；　and　are　scarlet　with
  inflammation。　It　is　truly　humiliating　that　〃the　crown　of　things〃　cannot
  defend　himself　against　these　minute　enemies；　and　should　be　made　as
  miserable　as　I　am　just　now。
  But　it　is　a　most　healthy　climate；　and　when　I　write　of　mosquitoes；　land
  leeches；　centipedes　and　snakes；　I　have　said　my　say　as　to　its　evils。　I
  will　now　confess　that　I　was　bitten　by　a　centipede　in　my　bath…house　in
  Sungei　Ujong；　but　I　at　once　cut　the　bite　deeply　with　a　penknife；
  squeezed　it；　and　poured　ammonia　recklessly　over　it；　and　in　a　few　hours
  the　pain　and　swelling　went　off。
  I　had　been　to　the　fort；　the　large　barrack　of　the　military　police；　and
  Mr。　Syers　showed　me　many　things。　In　the　first　place；　a　snake　about
  eight　feet　long　was　let　out　and　killed。　The　Malays　call　this　a
  〃two…headed〃　snake；　and　there　is　enough　to　give　rise　to　the　ignorant
  statement；　for　after　the　proper　head　was　dead　the　tail　stood　up　and
  moved　forward。　The　skin　of　this　reptile　was　marked　throughout　with
  broad　bands　of　black　and　white　alternately。　There　was　an　ill…