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here or at Laboean Klamboe on my return.  I would like to stop now but am afraid that if I wait, the south monsoon will get in & I shall have much trouble in returning from the islands.

Saturday, April 5, 1913.
  Selima[[strikethrough]]n[[/strikethrough]]^[[u]] to Samoentai.

     They awakened me long before daybreak and said the wind was favorable;  I helped raise the sail and then went back to sleep and when I awoke we were drifting along about two miles off shore but had come a good ways from Seliman: after some time we got a northwest breeze that took us in the direction of Pulo Balik Koekoep but early in the afternoon shifted to northeast and we could lay a course to Samoentai, arriving here shortly after dark.

     When we were passing the island of Mamimbora this afternoon, I asked Tambie if the coconuts on the island were good and the trees fruitful.  He told me the trees were fruitful enough but the natives were afraid to cultivate them as the island was used as a burying ground by all the natives in the neighborhood and had been for a great number of years, so that at the present time, when they take a body there to be buried, they usually uncover two or three skeletons while digging a grave.  He seemed quite positive that these dead men walked about at night, for his friends had seen them, and that they were capable of attacking people with a kriss & mandow.  Tambie's mind is troubled over the subject as he says he does not quite understand how his ancestors could be both here and at Mecca.  The Hajies or Mohammadans that have been to Mecca have told him that his mother and father were there;  they were not visible to the eye but their voices could be heard.  Tambi therefore wants to go to Mecca to hear the voice of his dead mother & father which he half doubts he