In Court and Kampong _ Being Tales and Ske - Sir Hugh Charles Clifford

The glaring eyes through the brushwood shine, And the striped hide shows between The trees and bushes, 'mid trail ...

produce, when the pinch of poverty drives them to it, but, like all Malays, they take life sufficient ...

When the meal was over the women carried what was left to a corner near the fireplace, and there fell ...

had well finished the enumeration of the heavy artillery, of the thousands of the elephants, and the tens of ...

it is He who by night harries us in our villages. If one ventures to go forth from our houses in the time ...

of their pen, bearing all before them, and in a moment could be heard in the distance plunging madly ...

shelf-like upper apartment, on which Mînah had been wont to sit, when strangers were about, during th ...

inmate of the house who remained uninjured. He of the Hairy Face killed quickly and silently, while there w ...

Footnotes: [12] Si Pôdong = one of the names used by jungle-bred Malays to describe a tiger. They avoid usin ...

IN THE DAYS WHEN THE LAND WAS FREE Alas, the shifting years have sped, Since we were hale and stro ...

the heir, so by the Court Faction he was still addressed as Pănglîma Prang Mâmat. On his arrival at ...

closely related to Pănglîma Prang, and to the Jĕlai natives. He foresaw that, if war was declared against Păngl ...

warrant that no harm befalls thee. If the Bĕndăhâra shears off thy head, he shall only do so when thy ne ...

But To’ Râja's own followers clove to him with the loyalty for which, on occasion, the nati ...

the Master and Lord above all others. But it was just this one thing that Imâm Bakar was determined not to ...

followed To’ Gâjah and those of the King's Youths who had been deputed to cover their Master's shame. At Ku ...

possessions would be destroyed by his enemies, while he himself, with his wife and little ones, would die ...

'Stab! Stab! Stab! Ye sons of evil women!' he yelled to his men, and before poor Imâm Bakar could fre ...

From the first this man had thrown in his lot with his kinsman To’ Râja, and, unlike him, he had declined ...

march through the forest is even more depressing, when the soft pat of bare feet, the snapping of a dr ...