CHAPTER XXVIII.

THE NSHIEGO MBOUVÉ--BALD-HEADED APES--THEIR HOUSES IN THE

TREES--LYING IN WAIT FOR THEM--WE KILL A MALE--THE SHRIEKS OF HIS

MATE--DESCRIPTION OF THE ANIMAL--FAREWELL TO SHIMBOUVENEGANI.

AS I was trudging along one day in the woods, rather tired of the

sport, and on the point of going back to the camp, I happened to look

up at a high tree which we were passing and saw a most singular

shelter or home built in its branches. I immediately stopped and asked

Okabi why the hunters slept in that way in the woods. Okabi laughed,

after looking at me quizzically, and then he told me that no man had

ever built that shelter. He said that it was made by a kind of man

of the woods, called nshiego mbouvé, an animal which had no hair on

the top of its head. I really thought Okabi was joking. An animal--a

man-monkey--with no hair on the top of his head? a bald-headed ape? It

was now my turn to laugh, for I did not believe Okabi's story about the

bald-headed animal, though I believed what he said about the shelter in

the tree.

I saw at once that I was on the trail of an animal which no civilized

man had ever seen before. I no longer felt tired, but pushed on through

the woods with renewed ardour, and with increased caution, so as not to

alarm our prey. The shelter we had seen was an old one, which had been

abandoned, but we had a hope of finding another which should be still

occupied.

We were not disappointed. We soon found two more shelters. They were

about twenty feet from the ground, and were on two trees, which stood a

little apart from the others, and which had no limbs below the one on

which the nests were placed. This location for its house is probably

chosen by the animals to secure them at night from beasts and serpents,

and from the falling limbs of surrounding trees. They build only in the

loneliest part of the forest. They are very shy, and are seldom seen,

even by the negroes.

Okabi, who was an old and intelligent hunter, told me that the male

and female together select the material for their nest or shelter. It

is constructed in part of the branches of the tree itself, which they

twist in with the boughs of other trees collected by them for the

purpose. The shelters I saw had the shape of an umbrella.

We concealed ourselves by lying flat on the ground amidst the bushes

near by, and keeping perfectly still. My patience was sorely tried.

Mosquitoes and flies were continually biting me. Ants now and then were

creeping upon me, and some of them managed to get under my clothes.

Besides, I had some fear of the bashikonay, or of the white ants,

coming to disturb me, or of snakes creeping upon me. So, as you may

imagine, I was not comfortable, neither had I pleasant thoughts.

At length, just at dusk, we heard the loud peculiar "hew, hew, hew,"

which is the call of the male to his mate. I was glad to know I had not

waited in vain; and looking up I saw a nshiego mbouvé sitting under his

nest. His feet rested on the lower branch; his head reached quite into

the little dome of a roof; and his arm was clasped firmly about the

tree trunk. This, I suppose, is the position in which they sleep. Soon

after his mate came and ascended the tree.

After gazing till I was tired, I saw that one of the animals showed

signs of being alarmed. Had they smelt us? had we made a noise that

excited their suspicions? Anyhow, we raised our guns and fired through

the gloom at the one that seemed asleep. I almost felt sorry for the

unfortunate beast, which fell with a tremendous crash, and died without

a struggle. The other uttered an awful shriek and came down the tree

with the utmost rapidity. I fired but missed the animal, and in less

time than I take to write it the poor creature had disappeared in the

woods.

I was very hungry, for I had eaten nothing since breakfast. We built

a fire at once, and made our camp. Then we built several more fires,

to prevent an attack of the bashikonay ants, in case they should come

that way. The poor ape was hung up to a limb out of reach. During the

night, I could hear now and then, in the distance, the piercing shriek

of its mate, which no doubt was calling for the absent one. At last I

fell asleep on my bed of leaves and grass, as pleased a man perhaps as

any in the world.

The next morning I examined the nshiego mbouvé. Okabi, pointing to

the head triumphantly, exclaimed, "See, Chaillie, is not the animal

bald-headed? Did I not tell you the truth?" So it was. The nshiego

mbouvé was quite bald; not a hair could be seen on the top of his head.

He was a full-grown specimen, and measured three feet and eleven inches

in height. His colour was intensely black, and the body was covered

with short, rather blackish hair. On the legs the hair was of a dirty

grey, mixed with black. On the shoulders and back the hair grew two

or three inches long. This animal was old, and his hair was a little

mixed with grey. The arms also, down to the wrists, were covered with

long black hair. The hair is much thinner than on the gorilla, and is

blacker, longer, and glossier. The nose, also, is not so prominent.

Though only three feet and eleven inches in height, the animal had an

extremely broad chest, though not so powerful as that of the gorilla.

The fingers, also, were much longer, and not large; and the hand was

longer than the foot; while the gorilla, like man, has the foot longer

than the hand.

Some of the teeth were decayed. So the poor fellow must have had the

toothache badly; and I suppose there were no dentists among the nshiego

mbouvés. I have killed several of these animals. One of them was a very

old one; he had silvery hair; nearly all his teeth were decayed, and

some were missing which had dropped out with age. He was getting so

infirm that he had not strength enough to pick berries or break nuts;

and, when killed, he had only leaves in his stomach.

After enjoying myself thoroughly at the olako of Shimbouvenegani, we

returned to the village of Damagondai. Shimbouvenegani dressed himself

again in state, that is to say, he put on his swallow-tailed coat and

his beaver hat. In this regal costume he accompanied us to our canoes,

and there bid us good-bye.

[Illustration]

[Illustration: EXPIRATION OF MOURNING.]

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