the travellers had taken their departure from the lake-shore at an early hour of the morning; and before sunset they had traversed the remaining portion of the plain, and ascended a considerable distance up the sloping side of the mountains beyond.
another day’s journey, during which they accomplished a very long and tiresome march, brought them to the summit of the ridge, the great dividing chain which strikes longitudinally across the whole island of borneo, so far as the geographers yet know it.
they could see far to the northward, dimly outlined against the sky, the immense mountain of kini-balu—which rises to a height of nearly 12,000 feet; but they derived their principal gratification from the fact that, in the country stretching westward, appeared nothing likely to prevent them from reaching the destined goal of their journey, the old malay capital town of bruni—or rather the isle of labuan, which lies along the coast a little to the north of it, where captain redwood knew that a flag floated, which, if not that of his own country, would be equally as certain to give him protection.
from the position of kini-balu, whose square summit they could distinguish from all others, he could see the point to steer for as well, or even better, than if he had brought his ship’s compass with him, and they would no longer be travelling in any uncertainty as to their course. from where they were it could be distinguished to a pointy without any variation; and after a good night’s rest upon the mountain-ridge, they commenced descending its western slope.
for a time they lost sight of the sun’s orb, that, rising behind their backs, was hidden by the mountain mass, and casting a purple shadow over the forest-clad country before them. soon, however, the bright orb, soaring into the sky, sent its beams before them, and they continued their journey under the cheering light.
had it not been for fear of their fellow-beings, they would have advanced on without much further apprehension; for one and all were now rejoicing in a plentitude of restored health, and their spirits were consequently fresh and cheerful.
but they still had some dread of danger from man—from those terrible enemies, the dyaks, of whom bornean travellers have told such ghastly tales.
it seemed, however, as if our adventurers were not destined to discover whether these tales were true or false, or in any way to realise them. the evil star that had hung over their heads while on the eastern side of the island, must have stayed there; and now on the west nothing of ill appeared likely to befall them.
for all this they did not trust to destiny, but took every precaution to shun an encounter with the savages, travelling only at such times as they were certain the “coast was clear;” and lying in concealment whenever they saw a sign of danger. saloo, who could glide through the trees with the stealth and silence of a snake, always led the advance; and thus they progressed from hill to hill, and across the intervening valleys, still taking care that their faces should be turned westward.
at length, after many days of this cautious progress, they ascended a steep ridge, which, rising directly across their route, made it necessary for them to climb it.
it caused them several hours of toil; but they were well rewarded for the effort. on reaching its summit, and casting their glances beyond, they saw below, and at a little to the left, the strange old wooden-walled town of bruni; while to the right, across a narrow arm of the sea, lay the island of labuan, and on its conspicuous buildings waved the glorious old banner of britannia.
captain redwood hailed it with almost as much joy as if it had been the flag of his native land.
he was not then in the mood to dwell on any distinction between them; but, flinging himself on his knees, with henry on one side, and helen upon the other—murtagh and the malay a few paces in the rear—he offered up a prayer of devout and earnest gratitude for their great deliverance to him who is ever powerful to save, their father and their god.