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Updated: June 16, 2025
"What is the matter, Achang?" asked the captain, as he observed the uneasy movements of the Bornean as the yacht approached the junction with the Sadong. "Have bore soon; better go no farther," replied the native. "Upset all boats and sampans." Captain Scott ordered the helmsman to go to the shore, and there the painter of the Malay sampan was cast off, and her men got to the land.
"I think we all know the animals of which you speak, Achang, except one," said Louis. "I never heard of a mias." "That is what Borneo people call the orang-outang," replied the native.
Gaskette had not hung up the map of Cochin China, for Achang and the carpenter had taken up the space before appropriated to it. Mr. Stevens, the carpenter, suggested a way to get over the difficulty; but it would take him half an hour to put up a frame in front of the orang. "I shall not be able to get half through Cochin China before lunch-time," said General Noury, consulting his watch.
"In Borneo they are regular man-eaters, more dangerous than sharks; and I have no doubt they are the same here. As I told you, they pay so much a foot for killing them in that island. Ask the pilot how it is here, mother." Achang was called, and was asked to inquire of the Siamese if the crocodiles were dangerous.
The Blanchita continued on her course, and the two crocodiles were landed after her. One of the Malays then produced a parong latok; and even more skilfully than Achang had done the job, he cut off the heads of both reptiles. They were out of misery then, and Louis was satisfied.
The men were set at work to skin the deer, and the cook cut out the best parts of the two swine. There was plenty of salt pork in the stores, so that the sides were not needed. Achang kept himself very busy in his workshop. He had a difficult job on his hands; for he had to skin the fingers and toes of the animal, and to keep every part in its original shape.
As it was, the two points of the implement sunk into the wood, and the snake was pinned in the opening at the end of the stick. "What have you got there, Mr. Belgrave?" asked Achang, hurrying to the side of the operator. "A snake; do you know him?" demanded Louis, as the reptile struggled to escape.
The tide was running out at a mill-stream pace, for the water in the stream had risen far beyond its usual level. Achang shook his head as he looked at the rapid outward flow of the water; but the steamer went at railroad speed, and the boys enjoyed it hugely.
At this point Achang procured a guide who spoke French, and he conducted them to the Temple of the Sleeping Idol. "It is not much of a temple compared with the one we have just visited," said the professor. "We must go into it." They entered, conducted by the guide.
"I have been up and down all the rivers in this part of the island, though I was not shipped as a pilot then," replied Achang, who had been the captain of a dhow, and on board the ship he had been called by his first name or the other with the title.
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