The Daily Alaska empire., 1936-01-17

men and boys wearing the colored fezzes that Mo hammedan ritual prescribes After brief stop there, we soon reached Muar another rubber city much like Batu Pahat, and continuing at Maacca early seaport town fronting the straits that have taken the name of that port. Here the Portuguese navigators ruled with iron hand until the Dutch, centuries ago, drove them off. And then the English after revolution over, and made Malacca the center of their operations in the Far East
 Low, flat-roofed houses covered with red tile pile around hillside you into the town. Here, according to the tradition Duke Alfonso de Albuquer que, Portuguese governor ordered his to build church, which, because he was very much devoted to Our Lady he gave the of Nossa Senhora da Annunciada. Today it is ruin, with only the walls standing, and shrubbery growing top of the bare walls where the roof should be We wandered up to it, and to get at the same time view of the sweep the little settlement that has probably more sen- ment tied up in it than any spot in Malaya.
 Inside is soft turf around the walls many finely carved tombstones of Portuguese and Dutch residents of the sixteen hundreds and early hundreds About dozen graves, also, covered with the slab tombstones bearing family crests and deeply cut n scripons. At end off by itself is an open crypt covered with latticed metal lid while on nearby wall is simple inscription: Here was buried Saint Francis Xavier, S. J, until the removal of the body to Goa in 1853 shrine to Catholics and others as well who revere the memory of the noted Jesuit mis- sionary and apostle of the Far East
 We drove through the narrow streets of the city that borrowed in it's construction both from the Portuguese and the Dutch, and along the thoroughfare known Hereen street. This is now the home of the wealthy Chinese of Malacca and interspersed among the residences many Chinese temple, doorway facing the street and through the open doorway could the open water of Malacca straits beyond.
 Luncheon at the government resthouse. few purchases of Malacca and walking sticks and had to be way in order to make Kuala Lumpur by nightfall which did, despite a heavy cloudburst in the mountains as We approached this beautiful inland capital city of Maaya.
 We found after good nlgnrs rest at Kuala Lum- pr that we had missed two days horse racing meet by just day These meets bring to Kuala Lumpur the social center of the Malay states great crowd of personages including most of the sultans rajah rulers of the various Malayan states and army officials all the way from Rangoon to Bangkok Motoring through the citys streets, We were im- pressed by the cleanliness and the absence of slums that mark the Chinese and other cities Everywhere lean-looking homes wide streets we'll kept bridges and abundance of elegant office and government buildings built in the Moorish style
 Remembering that this the center of the tin mining industry picked up Kuala Lumpur tele- phone directory and found listed the Yukon Gold company, with whose operations I had had certain degree of familiarity in both the Yukon and in the Iditarod district of Alaska So I called up to find that the manager would be at the property in about an hour. So we drove out and met G w. Coffey now general manager of the tin dredging operations of ms company, and his secretary F. s. Hozapfe both former Yukoners. MT. Coffeys father was with the old Yukon Gold company in Dawson, when their giant shovels scoopng up the river gravels and rolling up nice gold production records. When the gold gravels played out, the Guggenheim engineers found the tin sands of Malaga another gold mine not Tn the yellow metal but rather in the utiltaran white metal tin They have fifteen twenty years of opera
 tions still ahead Of them down here.
 In MT Holzapfe Mrs Hurja found a former fellow Yukoner, with many mutual acquaintances MT Ho- zapfe asked about John Troy Charley Settlemier Harold Malstrom, and other northern newspapermen Every three years he gets vacation of six months ana never fails to make the trip from Seattle to Daw- son to renew the acquantanceships and fond mem- orles of the golden days when the Yukon was in it's heyday We wondered whether he had heard recently from the North and Mir Holzapfel answered by hand ing us a copy of the Dawson Daily News How small the world becomes, indeed
 The rest of the day drove past tin dredges hard at worK and much smaller-scale tin mining or open cast mining as they call the old familiar open -cu work of Alaskan days. Occasionally gold mining company too If we are to believe the signs were posted along the highway And rubber plantations and cocoanut pantauons without end interSpersed with stretches o1 deep bamboo jungle. We meet other thunderstorms and heavy showers, but reach Ipoh tin mining town oI FeraK Tn good time and spend the night there We get good view of the interesting rock temples of the Ohihese pulit into caves that fringe the towering limestone cliffs but because of the showers We keep on gong Leaving 1poh sharp at eight o'clock we drive through kuala Kangsar, the home of His Highness the Sultan of Perak through beautiful TappL,g and soon the ferry that is to take Penang comes into view.
 By noon, we are in Penang, congratuating our two Chinese drivers on their good drivng-Ng An Wah northern Chinese, careful close -mouthed and con- Sclenuous, and Low Leng, voluble Cantonese who insisted on carrying on running fire Of conversation