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friend Connie O'Neil, who has a Malay wife with a jade front tooth.  Besappa was a very pleasant Hindu, with a good collection of animals, including two tame orangs, three tapirs, Australian black cockatoos (very rare;  neither of us had ever seen one before); a couple of gibbons, a pair of lions, a large collection of Victoria crowned pigeons and New Guinea pigeons, Palawan peacock pheasants, etc.

In the evening we went over to the Sea View Hotel for dinner.  It is a lovely place on the ocean, and we watched the moon on the water, and admired the silhouettes of palms, and thought all sorts of kind things about the tropics.

[[underlined]] February 27 - Singapore [[/underlined]]

Spent the morning doing miscellaneous errands.  In the afternoon we both got our new clothes from the tailor, and I had tea in my sun helmet and shorts, while the rain poured down outside.

In the evening we went to the Swimming Club with the Sellers.  Mr. and Mrs. Wagner were also there.  He sells Elizabeth Arden cosmetics and she is walking advertisement for his trade.  Tall, blonde, very effective-looking, but very frank about the number of kinds of foundation cream, face powder, mascara, and hair dye that make her what she is.  The funny part is that except for the eyelashes she doesn't look artificial.

The Club has the most beautiful swimming pool I have ever seen.  I wish we had been invited to swim instead of to dance.

[[underlined]] February 28 - Johore [[/underlined]]

The Consul General and Mrs. Davis called for us about 11.30 and we drove over the causeway to Johore - about fifteen miles altogether.

We met the Tungku Makota - the Crown :Prince - at the Zoo, about which he is most enthusiastic.  He has a beautiful deer park, with Nilghai, Sambar deer, mouse deer, hog deer, barking deer, and kangaroos cranes and other birds all in one big enclosure.  It made a lovely picture, and reminded us of Baron Meydell's picture of the League of Nations.  In a big cage, he has an enormous Sumatra orang, a male with great cheek callosities.  Wild in the trees were several gibbons, and we got a thrill out of seeing our first wa-wa's leap from tree to tree.

After we had admired the animals, the Tungku took us to the old Palace, where State dinners are still held, to see the collection of hunting and racing trophies that were collected by his father the Sultan.  There were many heads of  gower, long elephant tusks, and other trophies of the hunt.  On the wall was a picture of the Sultan surrounded by eight dead elephants, all of which had been killed at one time - in self defense.  Several tigers, mounted by Roland Ward, glared at us from glass cases.  Better than the dead animals were some of the other collections - a gold service of dishes and flatware, ceremonial robes, spears, and decorations, the throne room, with tiger's heads on each arm of the big gilded chairs.

Later he took us to his house, which is a new one and furnished  modern style, where we met his wife and two brothers.  I sat between the Tungku and the brother they call Boo at lunch, and had a very ni e time.  Both of them speak excellent English, and Boo, if you are not looking at him, sounds exactly like an Englishman.  Tungku speaks with a slight accent.  His wife, who is pure Malay, knows no English at all.