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Updated: May 29, 2025
At Tji Wangi I was shown a recent importation from Sydney Lonely, who was destined to lower the colours of the Regent of Tjandjoer recently carried to victory by Thistle, also an Australian horse. They were kept in first-rate order. The stalls were occupied chiefly by country-bred ponies, the progeny of the native races of the neighbouring islands of Sandalwood and Timor.
This he readily did, and told me that it was all right; that he would take me to Tji Wangi. So I got into the sadoe, expecting to be driven promptly to my destination. But the thing was not so simple. After an hour and a half of driving over mountain roads, the Malay pulled up suddenly under the shelter of a wayside inn.
These subsequent visits, however, lacked that which gave so great a charm to my first walk through the gardens the spontaneous courtesy and graceful learning of the curator. View of Mount Salak Railway travelling in Java Soekaboemi No coolies A long walk Making a pikulan Forest path Tji Wangi at last. It is two in the afternoon, and I have just taken the curious Javan meal called rice-table.
When the natives have been educated and the industries of the island freed from unnatural restrictions, financial and commercial prosperity will return to Java. The Tji Wangi bungalow Coffee plantations Cinchona Native labour A wayang Country-bred ponies Bob and the ducks Loneliness of a planter's life.
Nothing remained for me but to pay my mendacious Malay half the number of florins he demanded and follow my new guide. As a matter of fact, Tji Wangi was ten miles away on the other side of the Goenoeng Malang, or Cross Mountain. This, of course, I did not know, and so I set off cheerfully up the side of the mountain.
Pangi is the favourite hero of the wayang gedog, though he is not represented so exclusively as in the theatre. In both of these wayangs the dalang often improvises the dialogue with which the narrative is interspersed. I have described the wayang klitik in my account of my visit to Tji Wangi.
Wallace also speaks of the rare and beautiful butterflies which he captured here. In particular he secured a specimen of the calliper butterfly, "remarkable for having on each hind wing two curved tails like a pair of callipers." It is in this neighbourhood that the large Javan wood-pigeons which I saw at Tji Wangi are to be found.
"I sent you down a horse that would have brought you up within the hour. You should have gone to Tji Reingass; that is our station, not Soekaboemi. Johnston ought to have known. Come in." In H 's comfortable den I soon forgot the various contretemps of my journey to Tji Wangi.
H 's nearest European neighbours were seven miles away, and he said that he could seldom entertain visitors at Tji Wangi, because of the scarcity of game in the neighbourhood. Indeed, the loneliness of the life is its great objection. The case of the Dutch planters is rather different. They are often married, and with their managers, form quite a little society of their own.
I afterwards learnt that these traditions of Oriental etiquette were preserved by the Dutch and English planters in the interests of discipline. As the plantations are often long distances apart, the Europeans have to rely upon moral force to maintain their ascendency. Another half-hour passed and still no signs of Tji Wangi.
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