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

paddles. For two hundred odd miles they bore this present to their King, down
all the glorious reaches of river, glistening in the sunlight, that wind through the
length of the Pahang valley. The people of the villages came out upon the river
banks, and watched the procession file past them with silent, unmoved
countenances, and all the long way the distorted head of him, whose eyes had
looked with longing on a throne, shook gently from side to side, with the motion
of the boat, as though he still was musing sadly on the schemes which had
brought him to his bloody death.