which the worshippers had plaited a fringe of Aren g palm leaves. This same stone is thus decorated at every visit made by the worshippers to the sacred grove.
At the base of two of the stones, where perhaps they have lain for unknown time, I found an earthenware jar, both of them somewhat broken, but of elegant shape and artistic design, not of ordinary native pattern or workmanship ; but, besides these jars, the egg-shaped stones and the image, all the monuments were of rough stone and without inscription or sign of handicraft. At the base of all the principal mounds and pillars I found remains of their offerings.
I learnt that the worshippers belonged to the tribe called the Karangs or Kalangs, who lived in a village lying several daysa journey to the southward. Four times a year a proces-
EARTHENWARE POT FROM THE KARANGa s GROVE.
sion of old men and youths repairs, by paths known only to themselves, through the dense intervening forest in a diiect course by valley and mountain, to this sacred grove ; the old men to worship and make offering, the youths to see and learn the mysterious litany of their fathers. The old men lead the way ; the rest follow in single file, no one breaking the silence of their journey. Should any one be encountered by them on the way their pilgrimage is considered for that time unpropitious, and they return to their village to wait for a more favourable occasion. On their arrival with early morning at the grove they camp in a small hut, cleanse the ground about the sacred mounds, and perform during the night or on the following day the rites known to themselves alone ; in the evening they take their departure to an