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Show PAPERMAKIN I SIA 1 and the romantic city of Bangkok, with its promise of primitive paper mill,as my destination, my high spirit and enthusiasm were not to be daunted or submerged b any physical discomfort, as might have been the case o an ordinary long and tedious journey by rail Through the monotonous rubber plantations of th states of Johore and Pahang the train travelled, stoppin at the towns of Johore Bharu, Kluang,and Gemas, finally, in the evening, reaching the luxuriously tropical cit of Kuala Lumpur. After several hours in the old capita a coach with permanent sleeping berths was made read for the northern journey. Never have I tried to sleep o such a hard unyiclding bed. Through the meshes of th mosquito netting which draped my berth, I could see in the dimly-lighted carriage, the dark-skinned Malays Chinese, Siamese, Indians, and Japanese making thei simple preparations before lying down upon the woode berths. There was little sleep or rest for me as not onl was the bed hard and narrow, but the windo of the bert was open and could not be closed, so that I'was constantly occupied throughout the long night extinguishing th spark that fellupon my bedclothes from the wood-burning locomotive Long before daylight I was awakened by the Mala guard with the request that I arise; we had reached th town where I must change trains ifI intended going o Al rights reserved |