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three sons, and two daughters, and he had planted cocoanut and fruit trees, which now cast heavy shade about the roof of his dwelling. That all happened nearly fifty years before I first met Pandak ris, and, during all that long, long time, he had lived contentedly without once leaving the district in which he had his home. He remained wrapped up in his own joys and sorrows, and in his own concerns, rarely seeing a strange face, from year's end to year's end, and entirely undisturbed by the humming and throbbing of the great world without. Think of it, ye White Men ! He had only one life on earth to live, and this is how he spent italike the frog under the cocoanut-shell, as the Malays say, who dreams not that there are other worlds than his. Wars had raged within sixty miles of his home, but his peace had not been broken ; great changes had taken place in the Peninsula, but they had affected him not at all ; and the one great event of his life, which had left its mark scored deeply upon both his mind and his body, was that which had befallen him at the Salt-Lick of Msong, a score of years and more, before I chanced upon him. He told me the tale, brokenly as a child might do, while we sat talking in the dim light of the dmar torch, which guttered in its clumsy wooden stand, set in the centre of his mat-covered floor, and, as he spoke, he pointed, ever and anon, to his stiff left arm, and to the ugly scars upon his body, calling upon them, like Sancho Panza, to prove that he did not lie !
It was in the afternoon that Pandak Aris, and his two Skai followers, reached the Salt-Lick of Msong. They had been roaming through the forest, blazingIt was in the afternoon that Pandak Aris, and his two SA kai followers, reached the Salt-Lick of MA song. They had been roaming through the forest, blazing