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      Published by Good Press, 2019

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Table of Contents

       Tales of the Malayan Coast From Penang to the Philippines

       Baboo’s Good Tiger

       A Tale of the Malacca Jungle

       Baboo’s Pirates

       An Adventure in the Pahang River

       How we Played Robinson Crusoe

       In the Straits of Malacca

       The Sarong

       The Malay’s Chief Garment

       The Kris

       And how the Malays use it

       The White Rajah of Borneo

       The Founding of Sarawak

       Amok!

       A Malayan Story

       Lepas’s Revenge

       The Tale of a Monkey

       King Solomon’s Mines

       Being an Account of an Ascent of Mount Ophir in Malaya, by His Excellency, the Tuan Hakim of Maur, and the Writer

       Busuk

       The Story of a Malayan Girlhood

       A Crocodile Hunt

       At the foot of Mount Ophir

       A New Year’s Day in Malaya

       And some of its Picturesque Customs

       In the Burst of the Southwest Monsoon

       A Tale of Changhi Bungalow

       A Pig Hunt

       In the Malayan Jungle

       In the Court of Johore

       The Crowning of a Malayan Prince

       In the Golden Chersonese

       A Peep at the City of Singapore

       A Fight with Illanum Pirates

       The Yarn of a Yankee Skipper

       I

       The Captain’s Yarn

       II

       III

       IV

       V

Tales of the Malayan Coast

       From Penang to the Philippines

       Table of Contents

Baboo’s Good Tiger

       Table of Contents

A Tale of the Malacca Jungle

       Table of Contents

      Aboo Din’s first-born, Baboo, was only four years old when he had his famous adventure with the tiger he had found sleeping in the hot lallang grass within the distance of a child’s voice from Aboo Din’s bungalow.

      For a long time before that hardly a day had passed but Aboo-Din, who was our syce, or groom, and wore the American colors proudly on his right arm, came in from the servants’ quarters with an anxious look on his kindly brown face and asked respectfully for the tuan (lord) or mem (lady).

      “What is it, Aboo Din?” the mistress would inquire, as visions of Baboo drowned in the great Shanghai jar, or of Baboo lying crushed by a boa among the yellow bamboos beyond the hedge, passed swiftly through her mind.

      “Mem see Baboo?” came the inevitable question.

      It

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