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August 1-

Yesterday we sent a cable to a Danish planter / [[insertion]] named Juul [[/insertion]] at Trengenu asking if there were any animals in the vicinity of his plantation. Today we anchored off shore, blew our whistle, and out came a launch with a wicker basket under his arm, and in the basket was a peacock.
With many apologies he explained that the cable had reached him just as our ship rounded the bend, and he had had no time to
make any inquiries.  However, he did have a peacock in his backyard which he was happy to present to the Geographic Expedition.
The Malini runs as casually as a private yacht.  The Captain and the other officers were so happy to see Mr. Juul again, that long after his 150 [[strikethrough]] pound [[/strikethrough]] bags of rice were unloaded, and the ship could have got under way again, they all sat in the little dining
saloon, drinking Swedish punch (in the morning), and swapping yarns.

August 2 -

In spite of delays, we got into Singapore almost on schedule.  It was lunch time when we sailed into the harbor, and I watched eagerly for a glimpse of the Silverash, the ship that is to take us home.  One Silver boat was anchored  a little distance away from us.  She was between two enormous freighters, and looked so little that I began to have decided qualms about crossing the
Atlantic in a ship of that size.  On closer examination she turned out to be the Silverwillow, and I could still hope that our ship was to be a sizeable one.

Coming ashore, we learned to our dismay that this is a Bank Holiday - the first Monday in August - and all offices were closed.  We sent a message back to the Malini asking them to feed and water our stock, and take care of it over night.
Registering at the hotel, we were delighted to find that Dr. Schultz of Johns Hopkins, who has been in Borneo with the Coolidge
crowd, had also just arrived, and we had quite a reunion.

Late in the afternoon we went down to the Silverash, which was tied up at the Empire Dock.  It seemed an enormous freighter when one stood on the deck, and the laugh was one me when we learned that it was a little smaller than the Silverwillow.
Captain Rowe has had a lot of teasing about his animal shipment, and we had to do a lot of reassuring, saying that the animals would be no trouble at all - to anybody except us.

August 3 -

We called first on the Consul, and picked up a bunch of mail.  Then over to Harrisons and Barker, the agents for the Kerr Line.  The first thing to do was to get our gibbons off the Malini before she sailed, and the agents promised to take care of that.
After calling on various government departments in regard to permits, we dropped in at the office of DeSouza, and found that
Floyd Smith of Shanghai had been in there looking for us.  He was passing through Singapore on the Andre LeBon, on his way to Europe, and we promptly got in touch with him and asked him to