{"id":1732,"date":"2017-08-31T11:19:30","date_gmt":"2017-08-31T03:19:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/?p=1732"},"modified":"2017-08-31T13:08:07","modified_gmt":"2017-08-31T05:08:07","slug":"a-castle-in-the-jungle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/?p=1732","title":{"rendered":"A Castle in the Jungle"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">A CASTLE IN THE JUNGLE<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>By Harold Stephens<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><i><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-1733\" src=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12A-BOOK-COVER-185x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"185\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12A-BOOK-COVER-185x300.jpg 185w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12A-BOOK-COVER.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 185px) 100vw, 185px\" \/>Editors note: The following story about Kelley\u2019s Castle is taken from the chapter \u201cThe Search for Lost Cities\u201d in Harold Stephens\u2019 book<\/i><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"> \u201cReturn to Adventure Southeast Asia.\u201d<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><i> It is interesting to note that one of the location scenes for the recent movie \u201cAnna and the King of Siam\u201d was Kelley\u2019s Castle. The castle today is on travel brochures and government tourist maps. The castle, however, is not like it was when our author discovered it thirty years ago.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">In time, the jungle destroys but it can also protect. Lost in its midst, a city may become devastated, but if it goes untouched by man, its ruins also becomes preserved. Some years ago while researching a book I was writing on Malaysia, I read in some obscure volume about a Scotsman named Kellie-Smith who had started building a European-style castle on his estate south of Ipoh. He was a rubber planter, and very wealthy. What sort of mad idea was this\u2014a European castle in the Malay jungle? I decided to try to locate the castle, if there was one. I had a rough idea where to look, but the area was no longer a rubber plantation. It had returned to jungle.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">On the afternoon of the second day I saw the topmost parts of ramparts on the opposite bank of a muddy river. I crossed the river by a swinging bridge I found upstream and followed an old trail through the jungle to the ruins. The first sight was disappointing. A gate or guardhouse of sorts had collapsed into a heap of rubble. I had to push aside vines and cobwebs to pass. It was eerie, like stepping on an unknown grave. Beyond the gateway the castle unfolded before me, an unbelievable sight. A spacious courtyard was flanked by arches with parts of the wall and gateways lifted up from their foundations. Trees with trailing vines and creepers grew wildly in the garden. I had to look hard to see the walls of the castle before me, stretching skyward.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1734\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1734\" style=\"width: 209px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1734\" src=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12B-KELLIES-JOE-209x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"209\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12B-KELLIES-JOE-209x300.jpg 209w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12B-KELLIES-JOE-768x1101.jpg 768w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12B-KELLIES-JOE-715x1024.jpg 715w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12B-KELLIES-JOE.jpg 1404w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 209px) 100vw, 209px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1734\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>Photographer Joe Shaffer walks through the ruin<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">I worked my way to the building. Within the massive stone structure there were passageways, dining halls and salons. One stairway led down into darkened cellars, another to more chambers above. Through windows, some twelve meters above ground, the arms and fingers of the jungle were reaching out, grabbing, taking root with fan-like tentacles, and spreading over the thin fabric of the brick and plaster walls. The castle stood like a minor Angkor Wat, and, like at Angkor Wat, gone too were the people. Who was this Kellie-Smith? What happened to him?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1735\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1735\" style=\"width: 217px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1735\" src=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12C-STEVE-217x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"217\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12C-STEVE-217x300.jpg 217w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12C-STEVE-768x1062.jpg 768w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12C-STEVE-740x1024.jpg 740w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12C-STEVE.jpg 830w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 217px) 100vw, 217px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1735\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>Stephens checks the tangled vegetation<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">I pieced together the story of Kellie-Smith with the help of an old Tamil rubber tapper who had once worked for the Scotsman. It seems that Kellie-Smith began building his brainchild at the turn of the century. His rubber plantation was vast and spread along both banks of the Kinta River. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">For the construction of his castle, he brought in craftsmen from India and stonemasons from as far as Italy. His castle was destined to be one of the finest buildings in all the land, but then came World War One. Kellie-Smith returned to Britain, to fight for his country. He never returned to Malaya. The castle, like all his estate, fell into ruin and was soon forgotten. The jungle reclaimed its right. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Kellie-Smith was a very wealthy man, but also a generous and kind man. He treated his workers well. A Hindu shrine stands nearby, erected in his memory by the plantation workers. Amongst the figures of animals and gods, stands William Kellie-Smith in a white suit and topee, their former plantation master.<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1736\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1736\" style=\"width: 227px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1736\" src=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12D-CLEAN-HALLWAY-227x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"227\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12D-CLEAN-HALLWAY-227x300.jpg 227w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12D-CLEAN-HALLWAY.jpg 426w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 227px) 100vw, 227px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1736\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>When the castle was first discovered even the hallways were overgrown and impassable.<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Over the years I returned many times to the castle, and each time I saw the changes, more damaging than what forests can do. A few years after I discovered the castle, a tin mine moved into the area, cut down the forest and scarred the earth with deep pits and chasms. Tin miners and tourists discovered the ruin, and now there appeared on the walls in big letters KILLROY WAS HERE and MARY LOVES JOHNNY in half a dozen languages. Graffiti had come to Kellie\u2019s.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1737\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1737\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1737\" src=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12E-KELLIE-CLEANED-UP-300x222.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"222\" srcset=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12E-KELLIE-CLEANED-UP-300x222.jpg 300w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12E-KELLIE-CLEANED-UP.jpg 579w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1737\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>Trees and vines had grown 40 feet high and poked into all the windows when the author first discovered the castle.<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Finally, the tin was gone, the mine closed, and someone discovered that Kellie\u2019s Castle would make a fine tourist attraction. A permanent bridge was built to span the river. Trees were cut down, lawns and flower gardens planted, and Kellie\u2019s Castle was put on the tourist map. The once great castle, having nearly been devoured by the jungle, now looked like an unfinished red brick warehouse. At stands in front of the bridge hucksters sell Pepsi, postcards and brass statues of Petronas Towers in Kuala Lumpur. A park ranger behind a booth collects fees to cross over the bridge. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Do you need a guide?\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">I declined, thanked him, and said, \u201cI wish someone had asked me that 30 years ago.\u201d <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Thirty years ago. No can,\u201d he said. \u201cNo bridge 30 years ago.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">I smiled and didn\u2019t reply. There was no use trying to explain.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1738\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1738\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1738\" src=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12F-STILL-BEAUTIFUL-300x227.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"227\" srcset=\"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12F-STILL-BEAUTIFUL-300x227.jpg 300w, https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/12F-STILL-BEAUTIFUL.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1738\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>Little of the original castle remains today.<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A CASTLE IN THE JUNGLE By Harold Stephens Editors note: The following story about Kelley\u2019s Castle is taken from the chapter \u201cThe Search for Lost Cities\u201d in Harold Stephens\u2019 book \u201cReturn to Adventure Southeast Asia.\u201d It is interesting to note that one of the location scenes for the recent movie \u201cAnna and the King of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"gallery","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[88],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1732","post","type-post","status-publish","format-gallery","hentry","category-weekly-story","post_format-post-format-gallery"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1732","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1732"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1732\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1742,"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1732\/revisions\/1742"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1732"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1732"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wolfendenpublishing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1732"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}