A large house on the beach belonging to the Sultan was given me.

It stood alone, and was quite open on every side, so that little privacy could be had, but as I only intended to stay a short time I made it do.

Avery, few days dispelled all hopes I might have entertained of making good collections in this place.

Nothing was to be found in every direction but interminable tracts of reedy grass, eight or ten feet high, traversed by narrow baths, often almost impassable.

Here and there were clumps of fruit trees, patches of low wood, and abundance of plantations and rice grounds, all of which are, in tropical regions, a very desert for the entomologist.