Saturday
September 11
1926

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The soldiers are ardent hunters also and are out early in the morning. They have already brought in several beautiful Birds of Paradise. Today they came in with the crown Pigeon Dick crippled yesterday and it is now a camp pet and put in a cage. He doesn’t like that so well and I don’t blame him. His wing is injured. Dick made a baseball and we are teaching the rudiments of the game to oompah who is doing rather well. He says his hands are sacket [sic, = sakit (Malay, “sore or ill”)] from the ball hitting them and is not what one would call a baseball enthusiast. The swimming is good although the water is almost as mudy [sic] as below. It is cool and refreshing though and we enjoy our morning and evening dips.