Dee Saturday Night HINDI MOVIE With Torrentl
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Dee Saturday Night HINDI MOVIE With Torrentl
Hans and Prince were up at six packing their bedding and cooking utensils. We had breakfast at seven and a few minutes afterwards everything was prepared for the start of the transport. The canoes had been loaded as per usual the night before. It was seven thirty when the first canoe pulled out. Hans and Prince were in the second canoe which was in command of Anji and the Batavia local was on its way. The boys had their material, plywood, tools, food, etc. all in the one canoe. Each had a paddle and joined in the paddling stoke [sic] of the Dyaks. They were soon out of sight around the bend in the river this side of Havik Island. It will take them two days at least to reach Batavia Camp. It might take two and a half days or more because the river has risen considerably during the last few days. That is much slower than the boys have been accustomed to. They have made three trips up and back with the plane in one day. They enjoy the trip down the rapids but going up is not so good. It is tedious work and much slower.
Van Leeuwen said that he had met the canoe transport with Hans and Prince on the river and that they were near Batavia Camp. They evidently had made rapid progress for they will be through the Eddy falls by night if they keep up that pace. Anji is evidently trying to get the boys up there as fast as it is humanly possible F1.131 to do so.
After detouring around the village without seeing the Papuans the party crossed the river in a Papuan prow which was tied to shore and followed the Papuan path back to camp. It was easier going than the course they had followed along the river going up and they made good time. Leroux is of the opinion that the trail leads to river dix [sic] and continues back to the mouth of the river which we entered on Thursday. It connects all of the villages. We were pleased to see them again for with their story it cleared up the Papuan actions towards us in the morning. After they had met the party in the morning on their way to our camp they were anxious about their presence in the woods for they did not know where they were going or what they were going to do. That explains their hasty departure and I gathered from the actions of the young chap that he wanted to know if Leroux and Matt were going to sleep in their tent this evening. If not he was trying to put the idea over that it would be dangerous for them not to do so. That opinion may be right and may be wrong. We all had coco[a] and got ready for our second night in this camp. As I write[,] two Birds of Paradise are calling to each other above my head. Saleh and the Dyaks see one of them a short distance away and want to shoot it for it is a large beautiful one they say. They grab the shot gun and start out after it but we decided it best not to shoot and they are very much disappointed. It is best though; for it might have a bad effect on the natives and they outnumber us greatly. It rained heavily during the evening and we sat and sang in the Dyak lean[-]to as it poured down in volumes. During the latter part of the evening we decided that as the exploring party had got[ten] to the foothills of the F3.2 mountains and had got the direction of the river and the location of it on the map that the two prows would return. Leroux and Matt were going to accompany us down stream for half a day and then camp in the vicinity of some of the houses where we had seen people but who were afraid to come out and trade. They would try and establish contact with them and return later. Our prow with our Dyaks had planned to stay out but one day and was now two days overdue. We would take the collection with us after seeing them firmly established in their camp for the evening.
The water had risen considerably during the night and it was just under our floors. We had much reading to do and got off a letter to Dr. Wetmore of the Smithsonian and sent a copy as well as a short letter to Hoover. As the water was everyplace in camp we had to stay in our house and most of the day was spent in the clambos reading the letters, newspapers and magazines. We sure were way behind the times for much had happened in the world since we last heard of it three months or more ago. We splashed around in the water up to our knees and higher in spots and got some good pictures of the camp under water, both movies and stills. Despite the high water we are not suffering any discomforts from it so far. It was funny to see Van Leeuven go around in the rain wading way over his knees in water and with an umbrella over him. To make the picture more humerous [sic] he fell in while going to the bath house and was soaking F3.17 wet all over. Despite this he held the umbrella over him drowned as he was. I had a short discussion with both Van Leeuven and leRoux in front of the house in the early morning and told them what I thot of those who had sullied or tried to sully our reputation by giving the papers the dope that it was a film expedition and said that whoever it was that sent that information out from Albatros camp would have to answer to it when we came back. Leroux then came back with the statement that Dick himself had said he represented Paramount and I told him it was a darn lie and whoever said he did was a liar of the worst type. I also pointed out that if the movies wanted to get pictures here they would not tie up with a scientific expedition to do it for they could make better and more interesting backgrounds in their own studios in California and said that if anybody knew anything about the moving pictures industry at all they would know that. Posthumus sat across in his house and heard the whole conversation and kept his eyes on the floor when I said someone in Albatros camp had willfully given that information out and with a purpose. But we got over our anger for we are determined to make this expedition a success no matter what they do and say and swallowed hard. Matt said nothing at all except that he was displeased with the entire affair and that they surely knew before to Java that the scientific standing of the expedition was guaranteed by the State Department and the Smithsonian Institution. The day sped by and found us eagerly reading the papers and magazines, well into the evening. The river continued to rise for it rained heavily. We could see more rain in the mountains.
Still cloudy and a little rain. No news waiting for the transport to return and in the meantime spending the days writing. Saw the foothills for just a brief moment last night. The sun finds it impossible to break thru the heavy clouds. River is about the same. Fishing is good and they have caught several large ones. It helps out on the rice and deng deng. Played a game of checkers with one of the soldiers[;] they have a strange game and you can jump forwards and backwards and every way it seems. Just noticed that today is Friday the thirteenth. We will all be careful. Nothing startling happened however, although we did see a little of the sun for the first time in many days. It was very dim haze[,] the heavy clouds making it impossible for it to break through with all its brilliance. During the evening I played checkers with Dot and learned more about their funny game of jumping all over the boards.
Another month today. It has been four months now since we landed in Albatros Camp. We have four months more. The Papuans came about nine and I went out and traded with them. They were eager for the large knife I promised them and had brought for trade two large bunches of green bananas. Dick got the movie [camera] out and of course it scared them to death but after much maneuvering and coaxing (using the bead making idea again) we finally assured them of its harmless nature. The motorist who had finished working on the motor boat started the engine to take a test cruise and even that frightened them. We worked hard though and finally got them all and were able to secure some good movies of them using stone implements. Four were all that could be induced to come back and the others remained in the jungle due to the camera and the motor boat engine running. We bribed these with beads which F3.62 were too tempting to refuse. Several new faces appeared in place of several which were present yesterday. I learned that they were the same folks who had shouted saro from the sandbar above the camp and then disappeared when I started out to trade with them the day we were packing to go down stream. They are still afraid of being shot and it takes all of our efforts and signs to reassure them of their safety close to camp. Many soldiers are hunting in the woods and when they shoot they jump up and run. We finally got over the idea that they were not shooting to scare them but were shooting birds for food. We will have to go slowly with them for several days. I was somewhat surprised that we got them accustomed somewhat to the movie machine the first time. They promised to come back tomorrow and indicated they would bring some stone axes. As soon as they got the large knife they were off. I thought as much from our experience with others on the river and consequently made that trade the very last transaction. The sun came out in all its power for a short time today but the rest of the day has been overcast. We have not as yet obtained a good view of the mountains since our return because of the many clouds in the sky. The river dropped a little during the night and many of the sandbars are again visible. Dick went hunting this afternoon and announced his intention of going straight back from the river to see what is in that direction. There is much water a short distance in and he believes there might be a large lake in the vicinity. The motor boat is entirely repaired now and has a new steering cable and a new propellor which was twisted by the winding of the anchor rope around the shaft. The transport from Batavia Camp left yesterday and should have the mail. It is due to arrive here Monday if it makes the trip in seven days. Dick plans to return with Dot the next day with the films and to bring up new film to make sure they are handled right. We wanted to make another F3.63 short trip up our small unknown river again, but the Dyaks refused to go for some reason or other. The sergeant said that only one Papuan was killed at Head Camp and one badly wounded in the shoulder during the trouble they had while we were enroute [sic] to this camp. The Papuan was buried at the edge of camp. The transport from Head Camp did not return today. 153554b96e
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