the interior, however, we seldom came across a carriage of any description—except in the large towns—and only buffalo carts by daylight.
It was very late when we arrived at Kedirie, after a sixteen hours' journey, the latter part of the road appearing almost interminable.
The hotel we stayed at was small and dirty, and the food so bad, that the few days we spent in Kedirie we lived almost entirely on rice, and on fresh or salted duck eggs.
Kedirie lies between the provinces of Madioen, Rumbang, Surabaya, Pagitan, and Passeroewan. It is a very fertile province, abounding in paddy fields, the rice of which is so large grained, white, and farinaceous, that the natives say that " one chupa[1] of Kedirie rice will feed a man two days." There are also a number of sugar factories, and the coffee is considered to have a very rich flavour. In its numerous forests the wild buffalo and bison
- ↑ Chupa is a measure, containing about a quart.
