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274 ROAMIN' IN THE GLOAMIN'
discovered a tin mine up-country and got several of his Glasgow friends to finance him in its exploitation. That was about twenty years ago. Every man who stuck to his original small holding in the company is now rich beyond the proverbial dreams of avarice — a word I don't like and have never quite understood! Or the case of the young Tayside broker in Singapore who has made three fortunes in rubber, lost them all, and is now building up another. Penang and Singapore — these have been names to conjure with in financial circles for many years and so far as I am able to judge the opportunities still offered all over the Malay States are well worth the attention of young Britishers of determination and the capacity to grasp a chance when it comes along.
I spent many pleasant days on the rubber plantations and in the tin mining districts in the different States of the Peninsula and was intensely interested in the men and the methods employed in both great industries. More than once I thought how fortunate it was for Britain that she had a possession like Malay to help us pay our American debts. Without the world's best tin and rubber territory we might just as well sign over the British Empire, lock stock and barrel, to Wall Street — perhaps! And then again — perhaps not!
From Port Swetenham we sailed along the coast to Singapore on a lovely little steamer named the Klang. ''A he Captain of this ship was a splendid Highlander of the name of MacGregor, who courteously welcomed every ir» dividual passenger as he stepped off the gangway on to the deck. He had such a pronounced accent that I asked hum what part of the Rob Roy-territory he hailed from. "AVias, an' alack, Sir Harry," he answered. "I have never seem the dear land of my fathers and my dreams. I was borr:. in New Zealand. All my life has been spent in these tro'pical seas. But soon I hope to retire and the first thing /l shall do will be to go 'home' to Scotland and see the jtfalls and the streams and