Fritz and I return to the Calabash Wood--Fritz shoots a ruffed
grouse--We come across waxberry bushes--Sociable grosbeaks--Fritz
captures a parrot--A lecture on ants--Caoutchouc trees--The
sago-palm and the edible worms--Return with sugar-canes to
Falconhurst--Candle-making--How to make butter without a
churn--Plant trees and adorn Tentholm--Last visit to the
wreck--The first ducklings on the island--Falconhurst again--An
excursion--We pitch our tent--Fritz and Jack ascend the cocoanut
trees--Ernest brings us a delicacy--Loss of Grizzle--Jack and I go
in pursuit--Giant bamboos--Encounter with buffaloes--The buffalo
calf--Find a jackal's lair--Reach our camp--What happened in our
absence--Fritz's pet--Sago manufacture--Meet with our sow and her
family again--How Ernest tamed the eagle.
The first thing to be done on the following day was to return to the
Calabash Wood, to fetch the sledge with the dishes, bowls, and baskets
we had made.
Fritz alone accompanied me. I desired the other boys to remain with
their mother, intending to explore beyond the chain of rocky hills, and
thinking a large party undesirable on the occasion.
Passing through the wood of evergreen oaks, we observed our sow feasting
on the acorns, evidently not a whit the worse for the fright we had
given her the previous day--in fact, she appeared more friendly disposed
toward us than usual, possibly considering us as her deliverers from the
jaws of the savage dogs.
Many birds tenanted this grove, and were undisturbed by our movements,
until Fritz fired and shot a beautiful bluejay and a couple of
parroquets, one a brilliant scarlet, the other green and gold.
Fritz was in the act of reloading his gun, when an unaccountable noise
struck our ears, and put us instantly on the alert, because it appeared
like the dull thumping sound of a muffled drum, and reminded us of the
possible presence of savages.
With the greatest caution we drew near the sound, concealing ourselves
among the low bushes and thick grass and creepers, until we reached an
open glade; where, standing on an old prostrate log, was a beautiful
bird, about the size of a cock, of a rich chestnut brown color, finely
mottled with dark brown and gray. On the shoulders were curious tufts of
velvety black feathers, glossed with green. He was ruffling his wings,
erecting his tail and neck feathers, strutting and wheeling about in a
most strange and stately fashion. After maneuvering for some time in
this manner, greatly to the edification of a party of birds resembling
him, but without any ruff, who, assembled round the stump, were enjoying
his performances, he spread out his tail like a fan, stiffened his
wings, and began to strike with them in short, rapid beats, faster and
faster, until a rumbling sound like very distant thunder was produced,
and the whirring wings enveloped him as in a cloud. This was the
drumming noise which had alarmed us, increased, as I imagine, by the
wing strokes falling at times on the decayed and hollow stump on which
the curious pantomime was acted.
I was watching it with the utmost interest, when a shot from behind me
was fired, and in a moment the play was at an end; my over-hasty son had
changed the pretty comedy into a sad and needless tragedy. The
enthusiastic drummer fell dead from his perch, and the crowd of admiring
companions fled in dismay.
The cruel interruption of a scene so rare and remarkable annoyed me
extremely, and I blamed Fritz for firing without my leave. I felt sure
the bird was the ruffed grouse, and a very fine specimen. We placed it
on the ass, which was patiently awaiting our return, and went on our
way.
The sledge was quite safe where we had left it; it was early in the
day, and I resolved to explore, as I had intended, a line of cliff and
rocky hills, which, at more or less distance from the seashore, extended
the whole length of coast known or visible to us.
I desired to discover an opening, if any existed, by which to penetrate
the interior of the country, or to ascertain positively that we were
walled in and isolated on this portion of the coast.
Leaving Calabash Wood behind us, we advanced over ground covered with
manioc, potatoes, and many plants unknown to us; pleasant streamlets
watered the fruitful soil, and the view on all sides was open and
agreeable.
Some bushes attracted my notice, loaded with small white berries, of
peculiar appearance like wax, and very sticky when plucked. I recognized
in this a plant called by botanists _Myrica cerifera_, and with much
pleasure explained to Fritz that, by melting and straining these
berries, we might easily succeed in making candles, and afford very
great satisfaction to the mother, who did not at all approve of having
to lay her work aside and retire to rest the moment the sun set. The
greenish wax to be obtained would be more brittle than beeswax, but it
would burn very fairly, and diffuse an agreeable perfume. Having the ass
with us, we lost no time in gathering berries enough to fill one of the
large canvas bags he carried, and we then continued our route.
Very soon we met with another natural curiosity, the curious appearance
of which surprised us much. This was the abode, under one roof, of a
whole colony of birds, about the size of yellow hammers, but of plain
brown plumage. The nests were built in a mass round the stem and among
the branches of a tree standing alone, and a kind of roof formed of
grass, straws, and fibers covered them all, and sheltered the community
from rain and the heat of the sun. There were numbers of openings into
the irregular sides of the group of dwellings, the nests resembling
different apartments in a house common to all; twigs and small branches
emerged here and there from the walls, and served as perches for the
young birds, and resting-places and posts of observation for all. The
general appearance of the establishment reminded us of a huge
bath-sponge. The feathered inhabitants swarmed in and out by thousands,
and we saw among them many beautiful little parrots, who seemed in many
instances to contest possession of the nest with the lawful owners.
Fritz, being an expert climber and exceedingly anxious to examine the
nests more closely, ascended the tree, hoping to obtain one or two young
birds, if any were hatched. He put his hand into several holes, which
were empty; but at last his intended theft and robbery met with repulse
and chastisement he little expected; for, reaching far back into the
nest, his finger was seized and sharply bitten by a very strong beak, so
that with a cry he withdrew his hand, and shook it vigorously to lessen
the pain. Recovering from the surprise, he again and more resolutely
seized the unkind bird, and, despite its shrieks and screams, drew it
from its retreat, crammed it into his pocket, buttoned up his coat, and
slid quickly to the ground, pursued by numbers of the captive's
relations, who darted from the other holes and flew round the robber,
screeching and pecking at him in a rage.
Fritz's prize was not one of the real owners of the nests, which were
those of the sociable grosbeak, but a very pretty small green parrot,
with which he was greatly pleased, and which he at once determined to
tame and teach to speak; for the present it was carefully remanded to
prison in his pocket.
This curious colony of birds afforded us matter for conversation as we
went on our way; their cheerful, sociable habits, and the instinct which
prompted them to unite in labor for the common good, appearing most
wonderful to us.
"Examples of the kind, however," said I, "are numerous, in various
classes of animals. Beavers, for instance, build and live together in a
very remarkable way. Among insects, bees, wasps, and ants are well known
as social architects; in like manner, the coral insect works wonders
beneath the ocean waves, by force of perseverance and united effort."
"I have often watched ants at work," said Fritz; "it is most amusing to
see how they carry on the various works and duties of their
commonwealth."
"Have you ever noticed how much trouble they take with the eggs?"
inquired I, to see how far he understood the process; "carrying them
about in the warmth of the sun until they are hatched?"
"Ah! that is rather the chrysalis of the antworm, or larva which is
produced from an egg. I know they are called ants' eggs, but, strictly
speaking, that is incorrect."
"You are perfectly right, my boy. Well, if you have taken so much
interest in watching the little ants of your native country, how
delighted and astonished you would be to see the wonders performed by
the vast tribes of large ants in foreign lands.
"Some of these build heaps or nests, four or six feet high and
proportionately broad, which are so strong and firm that they defy
equally sunshine and rain. They are, within, divided into regular
streets, galleries, vaults, and nurseries. So firmly are these mounds
built, that with interior alterations, a deserted one might be used for
a baking-oven.
"The ant, although respected since the days of King Solomon as a model
of industry, is not in itself an attractive insect.
"It exudes a sticky moisture, its smell is unpleasant, and it destroys
and devours whatever eatable comes in its way. Although, in our own
country it does little harm, the large ants of foreign lands are most
destructive and troublesome; it being very difficult to check their
depredations. Fortunately they have enemies by whose exertions their
numbers are kept down; birds, other insects, and even four-footed beasts
prey upon them. Chief among the latter is the ant-bear, or tamanoir, of
South America, a large creature six or seven feet in length, covered
with long coarse hair, drooping like a heavy plume over the hind
quarters. The head is wonderfully elongated and very narrow; it is
destitute of teeth, and the tongue resembles somewhat a great red
earth-worm. It has immensely strong curved claws, with which it tears
and breaks down and scratches to pieces the hard walls of the ant-heaps;
then, protruding its sticky tongue, it coils and twists it about among
the terrified millions disturbed by its attack; they adhere to this
horrible invader, and are drawn irresistibly backward into the hungry,
toothless jaws awaiting them.
"The little ant-eater is not more than about twenty-one inches in
length, has a shorter and more natural looking head, and fine silky fur.
It usually lives in trees."
I was pleased to find my memory served me so well on this subject, as it
interested my boy amazingly; and occupied us for a considerable time
while we traveled onward.
Arriving presently at a grove of tall trees, with very strong, broad
thick leaves, we paused to examine them; they bore a round, fig-like
fruit, full of little seeds and of a sour, harsh taste.
Fritz saw some gummy resin exuding from cracks in the bark, and it
reminded him of the boyish delight afforded by collecting gum from
cherry-trees at home, so that he must needs stop to scrape off as much
as he could. He rejoined me presently, attempting to soften what he had
collected in his hands; but finding it would not work like gum, he was
about to fling it away, when he suddenly found that he could stretch it
and that it sprang back to its original size.
"Oh, father, only look! this gum is quite elastic! Can it possibly be
india-rubber?"
"What!" cried I; "let me see it! a valuable discovery that would be,
indeed; and I do believe you are perfectly right!"
"Why would it be so very valuable, father?" inquired Fritz. "I have
only seen it used for rubbing out pencil marks."
"India-rubber," I replied, "or, more properly, caoutchouc, is a milky,
resinous juice which flows from certain trees in considerable quantities
when the stem is purposely tapped. These trees are indigenous to the
South American countries of Brazil, Guiana, and Cayenne. The natives,
who first obtained it, used to form bottles by smearing earthen flasks
with repeated coatings of the gum when just fresh from the trees, and
when hardened and sufficiently thick, they broke the mold, shook out the
fragments, and hung the bottles in the smoke, when they became firmer
and of a dark color. While moist, the savages were in the habit of
drawing rude figures and lines on the resin by way of ornament; these
marks you may have observed, for the bottles obtained from the natives
by the Spaniards and Portuguese have for years been brought to Europe,
and cut into portions to be sold for use in drawing. Caoutchouc can be
put to many uses, and I am delighted to have it here, as we shall, I
hope, be able to make it into different forms; first and foremost, I
shall try to manufacture boots and shoes."
Soon after making this discovery, we reached the cocoanut wood, and saw
the bay extending before us, and the great promontory we called Cape
Disappointment, which hitherto had always bounded our excursions.
In passing through the wood, I remarked a smaller sort of palm, which,
among its grand companions, I had not previously noticed. One of these
had been broken by the wind, and I saw that the pith had a peculiar
mealy appearance, and I felt convinced that this was the world-renowned
sago-palm.
In the pith I saw some fat worms or maggots, and suddenly recollected
that I had heard of them before as feeding on the sago, and that in the
West Indies they are eaten as a delicacy.
I felt inclined to try what they tasted like; so at once kindling a
fire, and placing some half-dozen, sprinkled with salt, on a little
wooden spit, I set them to roast.
Very soon rich fat began to drop from them, and they smelt so temptingly
good that all repugnance to the idea of eating worms vanished; and,
putting one like a pat of butter on a baked potato, I boldly swallowed
it and liked it so much that several others followed in the same way.
Fritz also summoned courage to partake of this novel food, which was a
savory addition to our dinner of baked potatoes.
Being once more ready to start, we found so dense a thicket in the
direct route that we turned aside without attempting to penetrate it,
and made our way toward the sugar brake near Cape Disappointment. This
we could not pass without cutting a handsome bundle of sugar-canes, and
the donkey carried that, in addition to the bag of wax berries.
In time we reached the sledge in Calabash Wood: the ass was unloaded,
everything placed on the sledge, and our patient beast began calmly and
readily to drag the burden he had hitherto borne on his back.
No further adventure befell us, and we arrived in the evening at
Falconhurst, where our welcome was as warm as usual--all we had to tell
listened to with the greatest interest, all we had to show most eagerly
examined, the pretty green parroquet enchanting the boys most
particularly.
An excellent supper was ready for us, and with thankful hearts we
enjoyed it together; then, ascending to our tree-castle, and drawing up
the ladder after us, we betook ourselves to the repose well earned and
greatly needed after this fatiguing day.
The idea of candle-making seemed to have taken the fancy of all the
boys; and next morning they woke, one after the other, with the word
candle on their lips. When they were thoroughly roused they continued to
talk candles; all breakfast-time, candles were the subject of
conversation; and after breakfast they would hear of nothing else but
setting to work at once and making candles.
"So be it," said I; "let us become chandlers."
I spoke confidently, but to tell the truth, I had in my own mind certain
misgivings as to the result of our experiment. In the first place, I
knew that we lacked a very important ingredient--animal fat, which is
necessary to make candles burn for any length of time with brilliancy.
Besides this, I rather doubted how far my memory would recall the
various operations necessary in the manufacture. Of all this, however, I
said nothing; and the boys, under my direction, were soon at work. We
first picked off the berries and threw them into a large shallow iron
vessel placed on the fire. The green, sweet-scented wax was rapidly
melted, rising to the surface of the juice yielded by the berries. This
we skimmed off and placed in a separate pot by the fire, ready for use;
repeating the operation several times, until we had collected sufficient
liquid wax for our purpose. I then took the wicks my wife had prepared,
and dipped them one after the other into the wax, handing them as I did
so to Fritz, who hung them up on a bush to dry. The coating they thus
obtained was not very thick; but, by repeating the operation several
times, they at length assumed very fair proportions, and became real
sturdy candles. Our wax being at an end, we hung these in a cool, shady
place to harden; and that same night we sat up like civilized beings
three whole hours after sunset, and Falconhurst was for the first time
brilliantly illuminated.
We were all delighted with the success of our experiment.
"You are indeed clever," said my wife; "I only wish that with your
ingenuity you would show me how to make butter. Day after day I have the
annoyance of seeing a large supply of good cream go bad under my very
eyes, simply because I have no use to which to put it. Invent a plan,
please do."
"I think that perhaps I can help you," I replied, after a little
consideration; "not that I can claim the honor of the invention of my
plan; that is due to the Hottentots. I will see what I can do. Jack,
bring me one of our gourd bottles."
I took the gourd, one of those I had previously prepared, with a small
hole at one end and well hollowed out and cleaned; this I partially
filled with cream and then corked up the hole tightly.
"Here, boys," said I, "you can continue the operation, while I turn
carpenter and make a cart to take the place of our sledge."
I gave them their directions, and then set about my own work. They fixed
four posts in the ground, and to them fastened a square piece of
sailcloth by four cords attached to the corners. In this cradle they
placed the gourd of cream, and each taking a side rolled it backward and
forward continuously for half an hour.
"Now," I cried, looking up from my work, "open the gourd and take the
contents to your mother, with my compliments."
They did so; and my good wife's eyes were delighted with the sight of a
large lump of capital fresh butter.
With my son's assistance the cart was in time completed; a clumsy
vehicle it was, but strong enough for any purpose to which we might put
it, and, as it proved, of immense use to us in collecting the harvest.
We then turned our attention to our fruit-trees, which we had planted in
a plot ready for transplanting. The walnut, cherry, and chestnut trees
we arranged in parallel rows, so as to form a shady avenue from
Falconhurst to Family-bridge; and between them we laid down a tolerable
road, that we might have no difficulty in reaching Tentholm, be the
weather bad as it might. We planted the vines round the arched roots of
our great mangrove, and the rest of the trees in suitable spots; some
near Falconhurst, and others away over Jackal River, to adorn Tentholm.
Tentholm had been the subject of serious thoughts to me for some time
past, and I now turned all my attention thither. It was not my ambition
to make it beautiful, but to form of it a safe place of refuge in a case
of emergency. My first care, therefore, was to plant a thick, prickly
hedge capable of protecting us from any wild animal, and forming a
tolerable obstacle to the attack of even savages, should they appear.
Not satisfied with this, however, we fortified the bridge, and on a
couple of hillocks mounted two guns which we brought from the wreck, and
with whose angry mouths we might bark defiance at any enemy, man or
beast.
Six weeks slipped away while we were thus busily occupied, six weeks of
hard, yet pleasant, labor. We greeted each Sunday and its accompanying
rest most gratefully, and on that day always, especially thanked God for
our continued health and safety. I soon saw that this hard work was
developing in the boys remarkable strength, and this I encouraged by
making them practise running, leaping, climbing, and swimming; I also
saw, however, that it was having a less satisfactory effect upon their
clothes, which, though a short time before remarkably neat, were now, in
spite of the busy mother's mending and patching, most untidy and
disreputable. I determined, therefore, to pay another visit to the
wreck, to replenish our wardrobe and to see how much longer the vessel
was likely to hold together. Three of the boys and I went off in the
pinnace. The old ship seemed in much the same condition as when we had
left her; a few more planks had gone, but that was all.
"Come, boys," cried I, "not an article of the slightest value must be
left on board; rummage her out to the very bottom of her hold."
They took me at my word: sailors' chests, bales of cloth and linen, a
couple of small guns, ball and shot, tables, benches, window shutters,
bolts and locks, barrels of pitch, all were soon in a heap on the deck.
We loaded the pinnace and went on shore. We soon returned with our
tub-boat in tow, and after a few more trips nothing was left on board.
"One more trip," said I to my wife, before we started again, "and there
will be the end of the brave ship which carried us from Switzerland. I
have left two barrels of gunpowder on board and mean to blow her up."
Before we lighted the fusee, I discovered a large copper cauldron which
I thought I might save. I made fast to it a couple of empty casks, that
when the ship went up it might float. The barrels were placed, the train
lighted, and we returned on shore.
The supper was laid outside the tent, at a spot from whence we might
obtain a good view of the wreck. Darkness came on. Suddenly a vivid
pillar of fire rose from the black waters, a sullen roar boomed across
the sea, and we knew that our good old ship was no more.
We had planned the destruction of the vessel; we knew that it was for
the best; and yet that night we went to bed with a feeling of sadness in
our hearts, as though we had lost a dear old friend.
Next morning all our sadness was dispelled, and it was with pleasure
that we saw the shore lined with a rich store of planks and beams, the
remnants of the wreck. I soon found, too, the copper cauldron which was
successfully floated by the casks; this I got on shore, and hauling it
up among the rocks, stored under it the powder casks we had landed the
day before. Collecting all these valuables gave us some little trouble,
and while we were thus engaged my wife brought us good news. She had
discovered that two ducks and a goose had each reared a large family
among the reeds by the river; and they presently appeared waddling past
us, apparently vastly well-pleased with their performance. We greeted
them joyfully.
"Hurrah!" cried Ernest, "we'll be able to afford duck and green peas
some day soon, and imagine we're once more civilized mortals."
The sight of these birds reminded me of our family at Falconhurst, and I
announced my intention of paying them a visit.
Every one was delighted and every one would come with me. As we
approached Falconhurst I noticed that several young trees in our avenue
were considerably bent by the wind, and this resolved me to make an
expedition next day to cut bamboos for their support. As Fritz was the
only one besides myself who had visited Cape Disappointment and the
surrounding country, my wife and the younger boys begged hard to be
allowed to accompany me. I consented; and next morning we started,
bringing with us the cart, drawn by the cow and ass, and laden with
everything necessary for an expedition of several days--a tent,
provisions, a large supply of ammunitions, and all sorts of implements
and utensils; for I intended to make a great collection of fruits and
the produce of different trees. It was a lovely morning, and passing
gayly through the plantations of potatoes, manioc, and cassavas, we came
to the nests of the sociable grosbeak, the sight of which charmed the
children immensely.
We reached the wax trees, and there I called a halt, for I wished to
gather a sack or two of the berries that we might renew our stock of
candles. The berries were soon plucked; and I stored them away among the
bushes, marking the spot that we might find them on our return.
"Now for the caoutchouc tree," said I; "now for the waterproof boots and
leggings to keep your feet dry, Ernest." To the caoutchouc tree we
directed our steps, and were soon busily engaged in stabbing the bark
and placing vessels beneath to catch the sap. We again moved forward;
and, crossing the palm wood, entered upon a delightful plain bounded on
one side by an extensive field of waving sugar-cane, on the other by a
thicket of bamboos and lovely palms, while in front stretched the
shining sea, calm and noiseless.
"How beautiful!" exclaimed Jack, "let us pitch our tent here and stay
here always instead of living at Falconhurst. It would be jolly."
"Very likely," replied I, "and so would be the attacks of wild beasts;
imagine a great tiger lying in wait in the thicket yonder, and pouncing
out on us at night. No, no, thank you, I much prefer our nest in the
tree, or our impregnable position at Tentholm. We must make this our
headquarters for the present, however; for, though perhaps dangerous, it
is the most convenient spot we shall find. Call a halt and pitch the
tent."
Our beasts were quickly unyoked, the tent arranged, a large fire lit,
supper started, and we dispersed in various directions, some to cut
bamboos, and some to collect sugar-cane. We then returned; and, as
supper was still not ready and the boys were hungry, they decided to
obtain some cocoanuts. This time, however, no assistance was to be had
from either monkeys or land-crabs, and they gazed up with longing eyes
at the fruit above them.
"We can climb," said Fritz, "up with you, boys."
Jack and he each rushed at one of the smooth, slippery trunks; right
vigorously they struggled upward, but to no purpose; before they had
accomplished one-quarter of the distance they found themselves slipping
rapidly to the ground.
"Here, you young athletes," cried I, "I foresaw this difficulty, and
have provided for it." So saying I held up buskins of shark's skin which
I had previously prepared, and which I now bound on to their legs. Thus
equipped they again attempted the ascent, and with a loop of rope passed
round their body and the trunk of the tree, quickly reached the summit.
My wife joined me, and together we watched the boys as they ascended
tree after tree, throwing down the best fruit from each.
They then returned and jestingly begged Ernest to produce the result of
his labor. The professor had been lying on the grass grazing at the
palms; but, on this sarcastic remark, he sprang to his feet.
"Willingly," he exclaimed, and seizing a pair of buskins, he quickly
donned them. "Give me a cocoanut shell," said he. I gave him one, and he
put it in his pocket. He ran to a tree, and, with an agility which
surprised us all, quickly reached the top. No sooner had he done so than
Fritz and Jack burst into a roar of laughter. He had swarmed a tree
which bore no nuts. Ernest apparently heard them; for, as it seemed in a
fit of anger, he drew his knife and severed the leafy crest, which fell
to the ground. I glanced up at him, surprised at such a display of
temper. But a bright smile greeted me, and in a merry tone he shouted:
"Jack, pick that palm-cabbage up and take it to your father; that is
only half my contribution, and it is worth all your nuts put together."
He spoke truly; the cabbage palm is rare, and the tuft of leaves at its
summit is greatly prized by the South Americans for its great delicacy
and highly nutritive qualities.
"Bravo!" I cried, "you have retrieved your character; come down and
receive the thanks of the company. What are you waiting up there for?"
"I am coming presently," he replied, "with the second half of my
contribution; I hope it will be as fully appreciated as the first."
In a short time he slipped down the tree, and, advancing to his mother,
presented her with the nutshell he had taken up with him.
"Here," he said, "is a wine which the greatest connoisseur would prize.
Taste it, mother."
The shell was filled with a clear, rosy liquor, bright and sparkling. My
wife tasted it. "Excellent, excellent," she exclaimed. "Your very good
health, my dear boy!"
We drank the rosy wine in turn, and Ernest received hearty thanks from
all.
It was getting late, and while we were enjoying our supper before our
tent, our donkey, who had been quietly browsing near us, suddenly set up
a loud bray, and, without the least apparent cause, pricked up his ears,
threw up his heels, and galloped off into the thicket of bamboos. We
followed for a short distance, and I sent the dogs in chase, but they
returned without our friend, and, as it was late, we were obliged to
abandon the chase.
I was annoyed by this incident, and even alarmed; for not only had we
lost the ass, but I knew not what had occasioned his sudden flight. I
knew not whether he was aware, by instinct, of the approach of some
fierce wild beast. I said nothing of this to my family, but, making up
an unusually large fire, I bade them sleep with their arms by their
sides, and we all lay down.
A bright morning awoke us early, and I rose and looked out, thinking
that perhaps our poor donkey might have been attracted by the light of
the fires, and had returned. Alas! not a sign of him was to be seen. As
we could not afford to lose so valuable a beast, I determined to leave
no attempt untried to regain him. We hurriedly breakfasted, and, as I
required the dogs to assist me in the search, I left my elder sons to
protect their mother, and bade Jack get ready for a day's march. This
arrangement delighted him, and we quickly set out.
For an hour or more we trudged onward, directed by the print of the
ass's hoofs. Sometimes we lost the track for a while, and then again
discovered it as we reached softer soil. Finally this guide failed us
altogether, for the donkey seemed to have joined in with a herd of some
larger animals, with whose hoof-prints his had mingled. I now almost
turned back in despair, but Jack urged me to continue the search; "For,"
said he, "if we once get upon a hill we shall see such a large herd, as
this must be, at almost any distance. Do let us go on, father."
I consented, and we again pushed forward, through bushes, and over
torrents, sometimes cutting our way with an ax, and sometimes plunging
knee-deep through a swamp. We at length reached the border of a wide
plain, and on it, in the distance, I could see a herd of animals
browsing on the rich grass. It struck me that it might be the very herd
to which our good donkey had joined himself; and, wishing to ascertain
whether this was so, I resolved to make a detour through a bamboo marsh,
and get as near as possible to the animals without disturbing them. The
bamboos were huge, many of them over thirty feet in height; and, as we
made our way through them, I remembered an account of the giant cane of
South America, which is greatly prized by the Indians on account of its
extreme usefulness; the reeds themselves make masts for their canoes,
while each joint will form a cask or box. I was delighted, for I had
little doubt that the bamboos we were among were of the same species. I
explained this to Jack, and as we discussed the possibility of cutting
one down and carrying a portion of it home, we reached the border of the
marsh, and emerged upon the plain. There we suddenly found ourselves
face to face with the herd which we sought--a herd of buffaloes. They
looked up and stared at us inquisitively, but without moving. Jack would
have fired, but I checked him. "Back to the thicket," I said, "and keep
back the dogs!"
We began to retreat, but before we were again under cover the dogs
joined us; and, in spite of our shouts and efforts to restrain them,
they dashed forward and seized a buffalo calf. This was a signal to the
whole herd to attack us. They bellowed loudly, pawed the ground, and
tore it up with their horns, and then dashed madly toward us. We had not
time to step behind a rock before the leader was upon us. So close was
he that my gun was useless. I drew a pistol and fired. He fell dead at
my feet. His fall checked the advance of the rest. They halted, snuffed
the air, turned tail, and galloped off across the plain. They were gone,
but the dogs still held gallantly to the calf. They dragged and tussled
with him, but with their utmost efforts they could not bring him to the
ground. How to assist them without shooting the poor beast I knew not;
and this I was unwilling to do, for I hoped that, if we could but
capture him alive, we might in time manage to tame him, and use him as a
beast of burden. Jack's clever little head, however, suddenly devised a
plan for their aid, and with his usual promptitude, he at once put it
into execution. He unwound the lasso, which was coiled round his body,
and, as the young bull flung up his heels, he cast, it and caught him by
his hind legs. The noose drew tight, and in a twinkling the beast was
upon the ground. We fastened the other end of the cord round a stout
bamboo, called off the dogs, and the animal was at our mercy.
"Now we have got him," said Jack, as he looked at the poor beast, lying
panting on the ground, "what are we to do with him?"
"I will show you," said I; "help me to fasten his forelegs together, and
you shall see the next operation."
The bull, thus secured, could not move; and while Jack held his head I
drew my knife and pierced the cartilage of his nose, and when the blood
flowed less freely, passed a stout cord through the hole. I felt some
repugnance at thus paining the animal, but it was a case of necessity,
and I could not hesitate. We united the ends of the cord, freed the
animal, set him upon his legs, and, subdued and overawed, he followed us
without resistance. I now turned my attention to the dead buffalo, but
as I could not then skin it, I contented myself with cutting off the
most delicate parts, its tongue, and a couple of steaks, and, packing
them in salt in my wallet, abandoned the rest to the dogs. They fell
upon it greedily, and we retired under the shade to enjoy a meal after
our hard work. The dogs, however, were not to have undisputed possession
of the carcass; vultures, crows, and other birds of prey, with that
marvelous instinct which always leads them to a dead body, quickly
filled the air, and, with discordant cries, swooped down upon the
buffalo. An amusing contest ensued; the dogs again and again drove off
the intruders, and they, as often, returned re-enforced by others who
swarmed to the spot. Jack, with his usual impetuosity, wished to send a
shot in among the robber band, but I prevented him, for I knew that the
bird or two he might kill would be of no use to us, while his shot would
not drive away the rest, even had we wished it. Both he and the dogs
were at length satisfied, and as it was getting late, I determined to
give up for the present the search for the ass, and to return to our
camp. We again made our way through the bamboos, but before we left the
thicket I cut down one of the smallest of the reeds, the largest of
whose joints would form capital little barrels, while those near the
tapering top would serve as molds for our next batch of candles.
The buffalo, with a dog on either side and the rope through his nose,
was following us passively, and we presently induced him to submit to a
package of our goods laid upon his back. We pushed rapidly forward, Jack
eager to display our latest acquisition. As we repassed the rocky bed of
a stream we had crossed in the morning, Juno dashed ahead, and was about
to rush into a cleft between the rocks, when the appearance of a large
jackal suddenly checked her further progress. Both dogs instantly flew
at the animal, and though she fought desperately, quickly overpowered
and throttled her. From the way the beast had shown fight, I concluded
that her young must be close by, probably within the very cleft Juno was
about to enter.
Directly Jack heard this, he wished to creep in and bring out the young
jackals. I hesitated to allow him to do so, for I thought it possible
that the male jackal might be still lying in wait within the cave. We
peered into the darkness, and, after a while, Jack declared he could
discern the little yellow jackals, and that he was quite sure the old
one was not there. He then crept in, followed closely by the dogs, and
presently emerged, bearing in his arms a handsome cub of a beautiful
golden yellow and about the size of a small cat. He was the only one of
the brood he had managed to save, for Turk and Juno, without pity for
their youth or beauty, had worried all the rest. I did not much regret
this, however, for I firmly believe that, had he saved them, Jack would
have insisted upon bringing up the whole litter. As it was, I considered
that one jackal was, with our young bull, quite sufficient an addition
to our livestock.
During the halt we had made I had fastened the buffalo to a small tree,
and as I was now again about to move on, I recognized it as the
dwarf-palm, whose long, sharp leaves form an excellent barrier if it is
planted as a hedge. I determined to return and get some young plants to
strengthen our hedge at Tentholm. It was late before we reached our
camp, where we found our family anxiously awaiting our return.
The sight of the new animals delighted the children immensely, and
in their opinion amply compensated for the loss of our poor donkey.
Jack had to answer a host of questions concerning their capture,
and to give a minute account of the affray with the buffaloes. This
he did, with graphic power certainly, but with so much boasting and
self-glorification that I was obliged to check him, and give a
plain and unvarnished account of the affair.
Suppertime arrived, and as we sat at that meal, for which Jack and I
were heartily thankful, my wife and her party proceeded to give an
account of their day's work.
Ernest had discovered a sago-palm, and had, after much labor, contrived
to fell it. Franz and his mother had collected dry wood, of which a huge
heap now stood before the tent, sufficient to keep up a fire all the
rest of the time we should stay on the spot. Fritz had gone off shooting
and had secured a good bag. While they had been thus variously employed,
a troop of apes had visited the tent, and when they returned, they found
the place ransacked and turned upside down. The provisions were eaten
and gnawed, the potatoes thrown about, the milk drunk and spilt; every
box had been peeped into, every pot and pan had been divested of its
lid; the palisade round the hut had been partly destroyed, nothing had
been left untouched. Industriously had the boys worked to repair the
damage, and when we returned not a sign was to be seen of the disorder.
No one would have guessed what had occurred from the delicious supper we
were eating.
After matters had been again arranged, Fritz had gone down to the shore,
and, among the rocks at Cape Disappointment, had discovered a young
eaglet which Ernest declared to be a Malabar or Indian eagle; he was
much pleased with his discovery, and I recommended him to bring the bird
up and try to train it to hunt as a falcon.
"Look here, though, boys," said I, "you are now collecting a good many
pets, and I am not going to have your mother troubled with the care of
them all; each must look after his own, and if I find one neglected,
whether beast or bird, I set it at liberty. Mark that and remember it!"
My wife looked greatly relieved at this announcement, and the boys
promised to obey my directions. Before we retired for the night I
prepared the buffalo meat I had brought. I lit a large fire of green
wood, and in the smoke of this thoroughly dried both the tongue and
steaks. We then properly secured all the animals, Jack took his little
pet in his arms, and we lay down and were soon fast asleep.
At daybreak we were on foot, and began to prepare for a return to
Falconhurst.
"You are not going to despise my sago, I hope," said Ernest; "you have
no idea what a trouble it was to cut it down, and I have been thinking
too, that, if we could but split the tree, we might make a couple of
long useful troughs, which might, I think, be made to carry water from
Jackal River to Tentholm. Is my plan worth consideration?"
"Indeed it is," I replied; "and at all events we must not abandon such a
valuable prize as a sago palm. I would put off our departure for a day
rather than leave it behind."
We went to the palm, and with the tools we had with us attempted to
split the trunk. We first sawed off the upper end, and then with an ax
and saw managed to insert a wedge. This accomplished, our task was less
difficult, for with a heavy mallet we forced the wedge in further and
further, until at length the trunk was split in twain. From one half of
the trunk we then removed the pith, disengaging it, with difficulty,
from the tough wood fibers; at each end, however, I left a portion of
the pith untouched, thus forming a trough in which to work the sago.
"Now, boys," said I, when we had removed the pith from the other half of
the trunk, "off with your coats and turn up your shirt-sleeves; I am
going to teach you to knead."
They were all delighted, and even little Franz begged to be allowed to
help. Ernest brought a couple of pitchers of water, and throwing it in
amongst the pith, we set to work quite heartily. As the dough was formed
and properly kneaded, I handed it to the mother, who spread it out on a
cloth in the sun to dry. This new occupation kept us busy until the
evening, and when it was at length completed we loaded the cart with the
sago, a store of cocoanuts, and our other possessions, that we might be
ready to start early on the following morning. As the sun rose above the
horizon, we packed up our tent and set forth, a goodly caravan. I
thought it unfair to the cow to make her drag such a load as we now had
alone, and determined if possible to make the young buffalo take the
place of our lost donkey: after some persuasion he consented, and soon
put his strength to the work and brought the cart along famously. As we
had the trough slung under the cart we had to choose the clearest
possible route, avoiding anything like a thicket; we, therefore, could
not pass directly by the candleberry and caoutchouc trees, and I sent
Ernest and Jack aside to visit the store we had made on our outward
journey.
They had not long been gone when I was alarmed by a most terrible noise,
accompanied by the furious barking of the dogs and shouts from Jack and
Ernest. Thinking that the boys had been attacked by some wild beasts, I
ran to their assistance. A most ludicrous scene awaited me when I
reached the spot. They were dancing and shouting round and round a
grassy glade, and I as nearly as possible followed their example, for in
the center, surrounded by a promising litter, lay our old sow, whose
squeals, previously so alarming, were now subsiding into comfortable
grunts of recognition. I did not join my boys in their triumphal dance,
but I was nevertheless very much pleased at the sight of the flourishing
family, and immediately returned to the cart to obtain biscuits and
potatoes for the benefit of the happy mother. Jack and Ernest meanwhile
pushed further on and brought back the sack of candleberries and the
caoutchouc, and as we could not then take the sow with us, we left her
alone with her family and proceeded to Falconhurst.
The animals were delighted to see us back again, and received us with
manifestations of joy, but looked askance at the new pets. The eagle
especially came in for shy glances, and promised to be no favorite.
Fritz, however, determined that his pet should at present do no harm,
secured him by the leg to a root of a fig tree and uncovered his eyes.
In a moment the aspect of the bird was changed; with his sight returned
all his savage instincts, he flapped his wings, raised his head, darted
to the full length of his chain, and before any one could prevent him
seized the unfortunate parrot, which stood near, and tore it to pieces.
Fritz's anger rose at the sight, and he was about to put an end to the
savage bird.
"Stop," said Ernest, "don't kill the poor creature, he is but following
his natural instincts; give him to me, and I will tame him."
Fritz hesitated. "No, no," he said, "I don't want really to kill the
bird, but I can't give him up; tell me how to tame him, and you shall
have Master Knips."
"Very well," replied Ernest, "I will tell you my plan, and if it
succeeds, I will accept Knips as a mark of your gratitude. Take a pipe
and tobacco, and send the smoke all around his head, so that he must
inhale it; by degrees he will become stupefied, and his savage nature
from that moment subdued."
Fritz was rather inclined to ridicule the plan, but, knowing that Ernest
generally had a good reason for anything of the sort that he proposed,
he consented to make the attempt. He soon seated himself beneath the
bird, who still struggled furiously, and puffed cloud after cloud
upward, and as each cloud circled round the eagle's head he became
quieter and quieter, until he sat quite still, gazing stupidly at the
young smoker.
"Capital!" cried Fritz, as he hooded the bird, "capital, Ernest; Knips
is yours."