CHAPTER VI

The _Tapirus Americanus_--Striking Scenery--The _Mate_

Tree--Photography in Camp--Brazilian Way of Reasoning--A New

Christopher Columbus--The Selection of our Camps--Beautiful

Fruit--A Large Tributary

WE were still at an elevation of 1,100 ft. The water was almost stagnant,

and was evidently being held up by some obstacle. I feared that we should

soon encounter nasty rapids. Watching the sky, I was generally able to

foretell what was ahead of us in the river. In fact, a pretty mackerel

sky, particularly to the north-west, showed me that the water of our

river must be breaking up considerably, either in rapids or waterfalls,

in order to produce sufficient moisture in the air to cause the

accumulation of those cloudlets. I always noticed that wherever there

were heavy rapids farther down clouds of more or less magnitude formed

directly above them at a comparatively low elevation, and remained there

owing to the perfect stillness of the air.

On the night of July 14th the cold was felt intensely by my men, the

thermometer actually showing a minimum of 38° F.

During the night my men had a great excitement. A large pachyderm, an

_anta_ (_Tapirus Americanus_) inquisitively came in the midst of our

camp. It was evidently as much astonished at seeing us as we were in

discovering its presence. My men had been firing their cartridges away

during the day at rocks, at fish in the river, and so on, so that when

their rifles were really needed the magazines were all empty, and gave

the _anta_ plenty of time to hop away gracefully into the darkness of the

forest.

I had given orders to them to keep watch all night, as a precaution

against an attack from the Indians, but my orders were, as usual,

disobeyed. Personally, I took the first watch every night, sitting up

till 2 a.m., which time I occupied in writing up my notes, working out

computations of astronomical observations, classifying the botanical and

geological specimens collected during the day, and replenishing my

cameras with new plates.

My men had eaten up all the supply of beans (_feijao_) I had purchased at

Diamantino, and therefore even the cook could not be kept awake during

the night. The first rubber collector I had picked up when coming down

the Arinos was now our cook, and diabolical indeed was his _cuisine_.

Several times already his life had been in danger from the angry attacks

of his companions, the quantities of pepper he sprinkled on everything he

cooked causing us all to cough sometimes for half-hours at a time. He was

very fond of pepper himself, and could not understand why none of us

liked it.

During the night we still had a mackerel sky, covering one-third of the

sky vault, and a clear triangle of mist, the apex of which was to the

west, extending towards the east, close upon the horizon line. When we

left in the morning at 7.30, we had _chapada_ and _campos_ on the right

bank and forest on the other side. We had gone some 8½ kil. from our camp

when we came to a hill range, 75 ft. high, on the right bank, encircling

the river with its thickly wooded slopes. There was a tributary 25 m.

wide, a most beautiful stream, on the right bank. It came from 70° b.m.

Its water was deliciously clear. Where it entered the Arinos it had

deposited a bank of crystals and marble pebbles--yellow, red, and

white--which in the dazzling sun shone with great brilliancy at the

bottom of the river. Numberless rubber trees were to be seen at that spot

on the banks of the Arinos, and also on those of this new important

tributary.

Two kilometres farther, where the Arinos was 280 m. wide, it looked just

like a big lake of stagnant water. The country was quite open on the left

side, first _chapada_, then _campos_.

By 9.30 a.m. we had a most wonderful display of clouds and radiations of

what looked like so many mares' tales from the W.S.W. The river at that

point flowed for 1 kil. in a direction due south. We came to a basin 300

m. across with a spit of white sand on the north-west side. In this basin

was an island--Nattalì Island--200 m. long, 20 m. wide, 10 ft. above

water, with a fine beach of sand and gravel on the south side. Gravel

mounds were innumerable in the centre of this stream.

After we had gone some 8 kil. farther down my men shot an _ariranha_.

They had a belief that these _ariranhas_ would easily kill a man in the

water. As we have already seen, they certainly had a great craving for

blood and were always brave in attacking. My men called them "water

leopards." In fact, the head of the _ariranha_ was not unlike the head of

a cat or a leopard. Although shot through the body two or three times,

the _ariranha_ actually came thrice to the attack of the canoe--so that

my men were able to seize it by the tail and pull it inside the canoe

while it was in a dying condition.

Sixteen kilometres farther down we came to another beautiful tributary

with delightfully clear water, 6 m. wide where it met the Arinos. One

hundred metres lower down another little tributary, only 4 m. wide, also

on the right bank, joined our stream. The first tributary seemed to come

from the north-east. At the mouth of this tributary was a spot which

would have made a lovely halting place, but as it was too early in the

day we reluctantly went on in a north-westerly direction, first for 4

kil., then north-east for 5 kil., passing through a large basin 300 m.

wide, containing two islets, then passing charming sand-beaches, and

farther on another tributary, 8 m. wide, on the left of us, also with

deliciously clear water. When we proceeded on our journey after lunch we

found big rocks more frequent in the stream, and went over a field of

great boulders just under the surface of the water that stretched

half-way across the shallow river.

Eight kilometres from our halting-place we came to an extensive stony

place with a strong rapid. One kilometre beyond, a small tributary flowed

into the Arinos from the left side. On the left side we had a red and

brilliant yellow bank 70 ft. high, part of a small range of hills which

turned the river from N.N.W. to N.N.E. Another small tributary 2 m. wide

was seen on the left side. Then, 4 kil. farther on, another tributary,

also 2 m. wide, and also on the left side, came from the south-west.

Three thousand six hundred metres beyond this, we entered a basin 320 m.

wide with an island 150 m. long, including its gravel spit. Three more

islands were seen a little way beyond--Meraud, Tanis, and Loel Islands,

Meraud being the largest. Another island was on the left of the river,

leaving a passage 50 m. wide on its west side. The group of islands was

of alluvial formation with deposits of gravel below.

The river in that region was too beautiful for words. The foliage of the

thick heavy forest on both sides was densely green, the banks most tidy,

and running in an almost straight line for 10,000 m. During all that

distance the stream was 300 m. wide, and its speckless water reflected

with marvellous definition each leaf and branch against the background of

deep green. Neat gravel banks occurred frequently in the shallow water.

Some 300 m. down this long straight stretch of river a tributary 8 m.

wide, coming from 210° b.m., threw itself into the Arinos. Strong eddies

were formed, as many rocks were strewn in the centre of the stream.

One kilometre farther a conglomerate mass of granite and yellow and red

lava, with impurities embedded in it, emerged just above the water in the

centre of the stream.

Another streamlet, 2 m. wide, and of wonderfully limpid water, joined the

Arinos on the right side. It came from the north-east. Then another

little streamlet was seen on the left side.

At the end of 10 kil., where the river made a wide angle from 330° b.m.

to 350° b.m., and another straight line of 4,000 m. stretched in front of

us, we beheld a huge submerged bank of sharp volcanic conglomerate rock.

In fact, we unexpectedly almost ran into it. Had we done so at the rate

at which we were travelling, our canoe would certainly have been smashed

to pieces against the sharp-edged fractured rock--just as sharp at the

angles as the blades of knives.

Where the river turned once more from 350° b.m. to 320° b.m. another

small tributary appeared on the right bank, and there a lot of handsome

_mate_ trees (_Ilex paraguayensis_) seemed to flourish, and were

certainly pretty to look at.

Farther down we again came to _chapada_ on the left bank and heavy

foliaged forest with a certain number of rubber trees on the right bank.

The left bank, where it described a great sweeping circle, was low and

sandy, some 12 ft. above the level of the river. Only a thin fringe of

low trees grew there on the edge of the water.

Six kilometres from the last tributary on the right bank another

streamlet, 3 m. wide, coming from the S.S.W., cut its way through the

left bank. Two thousand five hundred metres farther on another tributary

20 m. wide--a deliciously beautiful stream--flowed gracefully into the

Arinos on the right side from the north-east.

We made our camp at the junction of the two streams. The camp was

extremely bad. It was already late in the evening and we could find no

other suitable spot. We had gone that day 83 kils. I was quite satisfied

with the progress we had made during the last few days. During the

evening I made an excursion on foot along the tributary river to the

north-east for several kilometres, but I found nothing of particular

interest.

During the night we received another visit from an _anta_, but the

pachyderm again escaped before my men had time to kill it. We heard cries

of Indians in the distance. My men were in a great state of mind for fear

we should be attacked. I sat up the entire night in order to be ready in

case of emergency.

I took that opportunity of computing and checking many of the

astronomical observations I had taken, and developing a great number of

photographic glass plates.

In my experience I have found that the fears people have of spoiling

negatives unless one is shut up in an absolutely dark room are quite

exaggerated. On that particular occasion, for instance, and on many

previous and subsequent occasions, I developed the glass plates--and I

think with satisfactory results--out in the open, with merely the

fly-leaf of the tent sheltering me overhead so as not to have the direct

rays of the stars shining upon the photographic plates. Indeed, there was

light enough coming in around the tent for me to see quite plainly what

was going on outside. I simply covered up the developing trays as an

extra precaution, and seldom--in fact, never--spoiled a negative in

process of development.

I also found developing tanks quite serviceable when a great number of

negatives had to be developed quickly. The red lamp necessary for

photographic work was invariably a great nuisance. I do not believe that

a compact, practical dark-room lamp has yet been invented which is really

serviceable to an explorer. If it is a candle lamp the candle melts

quickly in those hot countries, producing an extra large flame which

generally cracks the red glass, and makes so much smoke that the upper

aperture becomes blocked and puts the light out when you happen to be at

the most crucial point of your work.

The oil lanterns would be better, were it not for the difficulty and

messy nuisance of carrying and re-filling the lamp each time with oil.

Electric lights, which are the only practical ones, of course are out of

the question when you have to be away for a year or a year and a half,

the storage batteries getting damaged easily by damp and the innumerable

accidents which you have when exploring.

The greatest care had to be used in repacking the developed glass plates.

I owe to the care I took of them that I was able to bring back 800

excellent negatives out of 800 glass plates exposed.

The night was a little warmer than usual on July 15th--minimum 53° F.

There was a heavy mist over the river when we rose in the morning, and we

had to delay our departure until 7.30 a.m. When the mist began to rise it

hung about in beautiful curves converging to a common radiating centre to

the west.

During the night I had noticed a weird lunar effect--a perfect cross of

immense proportions intersecting the crescent moon, which had a radiating

halo surrounding it.

Four thousand metres from our camp we came to a tributary 3 m. wide on

the left side of the river. It came from the W.S.W. Near this a streamlet

1 m. wide entered the Arinos on the right side, and another streamlet of

equal size farther down on the left bank. There was fairly thin forest on

both sides as we went on, kilometre after kilometre, the water of the

river being almost stagnant in that part and heavy to paddle along.

Five hundred metres down the straight stretch of river, 4,000 m. long, we

came to another charming affluent, 10 m. wide, coming from the E.S.E.

Farther on, another tributary 2 m. wide entered the Arinos on the left

side, and formed a shallow bank of gravel extending half-way across the

stream.

[Illustration: The Result of Half an Hour's Fishing on the

Arinos-Juruena.]

As I have stated elsewhere, the mentality of Brazilians was somewhat

difficult to understand by people of any other nation. They did

everything the wrong way, according to our notions. I had been worried a

great deal, the reader may remember, at the most unpractical way in which

my men loaded the animals when I had my caravan of mules and horses. I

had been more than amazed at Brazilian ideas of architecture, sculpture,

painting and music. I had on many occasions been dumbfounded at their

ideas of honour and truthfulness. Now once more I was sickly amused--I

had by then ceased to be amazed or dumbfounded or angry--at the way my

men daily packed the baggage in the canoe. The baggage was naturally

taken out of the canoe every night when we made our camp, for the canoe

leaked so badly that when we arrived anywhere and halted we had to beach

her, or else, where this was not possible, we found her in the morning

almost entirely submerged. Naturally we invariably selected shallow

places where we could bale the water out and float her again.

Returning to the baggage: the men every morning insisted on loading the

canoe in front, where the four men were situated paddling, and the three

dogs of the expedition were also accommodated. I sat in the centre of the

canoe, and Alcides at the helm naturally stood in the stern. The man

whose incessant daily occupation it was to bale out the water of course

had to be with the group of four men in the bow, since, the canoe being

so heavily weighted at that end, the water found its way down there.

Now, loading the canoe in such a fashion, at the bow, had the double

drawback of causing a greater resistance against the water, and therefore

nearly doubling the work of the men in paddling. Then again, when we ran

aground or struck a rock, the impact was more severe on the canoe--not to

speak of the difficulty of getting her off again. The steering, too, was

also much more difficult with the stern of the canoe so far out of the

water.

I pointed out the mistake to my men, but it was no use arguing, and they

refused to follow my advice. Like all ignorant people, they thought they

knew everything better than anybody else, and as, in a way, they were the

chief sufferers for their own conceit, I thought I would avoid

unpleasantness and let them do things their own way as long as we kept

going forward on our journey.

Alcides, too, who by now had become imbued with the idea that he was as

good a navigator as Christopher Columbus or Vasco da Gama, had the

strangest notions of navigation. He never avoided grounding the canoe on

every bank he saw; he never avoided dashing the canoe into every rock

which stood or did not stand in our way. I never could understand exactly

why he did that, except for the mischievous pleasure he derived from

giving the men who were sitting at the other end of the canoe a violent

bump, which often rolled them over altogether.

When we left Goyaz my men insisted on purchasing life-belts in case we

should be travelling by water. As only one of the Goyaz men could swim, I

had gladly given them the money to purchase those articles. On our first

day of navigation the men amused me very much, as they all appeared

garbed in their life-belts, as if we had been going to the rescue of a

stranded ship in a tempest. I laughed heartily at the sight. The intense

heat of the sun made the heavy cork belts so uncomfortable for them, that

they discarded them when they saw that the canoe would actually float on

the water, and packed them away inside a wooden box, which they then

screwed down tight. The belts remained in that box most of the time,

except one day when a man put one on, as I had given him instructions to

go some way off in the centre of the stream where the current was rather

swift. By misadventure he lost his footing, and had we not been quick in

going to his rescue he certainly would have been drowned.

We tested the life-belts, and I found that not only would they not float

after they had been a minute or two in the water, but they became so

heavy when soaked with moisture that they would have dragged to the

bottom even a fair swimmer. They were evidently old discarded ship belts.

The cork, enclosed in a canvas cover, had got decomposed and pulverized,

and therefore rendered useless.

As we are referring to the strange ways of looking at things by different

nations, I might as well include the endless arguments I had with my men

in selecting our camps. I naturally always selected the cleanest spots

with a flat ground, so that the tents could be pitched satisfactorily

without extra trouble, where there was little vegetation, and where the

water was good. My men always quarrelled over this, and insisted on

stopping in the filthiest places, either where some trees, rotted away,

had fallen down, where the vegetation on the edge of the river needed

cutting, and where the ground had to be levelled before I could pitch my

camp bed. They always preferred sleeping under the stifling vegetation to

where there was an open space and we had the clear sky over us.

They all slept in hammocks--the favourite resting arrangement of the

Brazilian--to my mind the most uncomfortable and absurd fashion of

resting, especially in tropical regions. First of all, it is almost an

impossibility to assume a perfectly horizontal position for your entire

body, except--if you are an expert--diagonally; then there is always a

certain amount of swing and you are likely to tumble over at any moment;

you can never keep the blankets in position, and you expose your entire

body to the stings of the mosquitoes, flies and other insects, and of the

ants which crawl into your hammock by hundreds from the trees in which

they swarm. It was not uncommon when we camped to hear during the night a

crash, followed immediately after by oaths. The tree to which one of the

hammocks had been fastened had suddenly broken and let the man down with

a bump. Then again, the mischievous ants took the greatest delight during

the night in cutting the strings of the hammocks, and on several

occasions my followers had nasty falls. Yet the Brazilians swear by

hammocks.

Another stream 2 m. wide, coming from the north, entered the Arinos on

the right bank. A number of _ariranhas_, attracted by the vivid red of

the British flag which was flying at the stern of the canoe, followed us

for some time and came courageously to the attack, showing their teeth

fiercely at us and snarling frantically. Entire families of those

delightful little creatures were seen, and they invariably gave us a

similar hearty greeting. They followed us sometimes for hundreds and

hundreds of metres, and became most excited when I took the flag and

waved it at them, and sometimes placed it near the water in order to

drive them frantic.

We now had most beautiful forest on both sides. A stream 5 m. wide joined

the Arinos on the left side from the west, forming a charming little

waterfall as it entered the main stream. A little farther on the right

was another streamlet, coming from the south-east. Generally, as in this

case, when we reached tributary streams of any importance, gravel banks

extended and blocked a great part of, sometimes even half, the main

stream.

A picturesque stream, 8 m. wide, coming from the north-east, was then

reached on the right side. It flowed through a rocky gate. Five or six

kilometres farther on a tiny streamlet dribbled into the Arinos, and also

another, 1 m. wide, on the left bank.

At noon that day the sky was extraordinarily interesting. From the

north-west extended a wonderful succession of loop coils of transparent

mist, giving the sky the appearance of a peacock's extended tail.

Just before we halted for lunch we came to a charming streamlet of

delicious water, 2 m. wide, on the right bank.

The days were getting warmer as we advanced farther north. It was hot

work sitting in the sun--105° F. that day--to take observations for

latitude and longitude. In the shade the thermometer registered 89° F.

Lat. 12° 21'·3 S.; long. 57° 16' W.

After lunch, 2½ kil. from our camp, we passed on the left bank a

delightful tributary coming from the W.S.W. Its mouth was 8 m. wide, and

poured forth waters of the most beautiful emerald green.

Five hundred metres farther down another large tributary, 30 m. wide,

coming from the north-east, was observed on the right bank. Farther

still, the river formed a large basin 300 m. wide. Lovely forest

flourished round the sweeping curve of the basin. There was simply a

solid mass of marvellously fresh foliage, with hardly a break through

which, it seemed, a human being could pass. In that particular part the

leaves came right down to the water, but there was no reason to suppose

that they grew equally low inland.

The stream, which was 250 m. broad, showed farther on an immense bank of

gravel 700 m. long, which rose above the surface in the shape of two long

islands--one 300 m., the other 400 m. in length.

We felt the heat considerably going down the river, as we were always in

the sun in the centre of the stream, with a temperature seldom less than

105° F. Especially where thick forest was on both sides of us, there

seemed to be no air close to the water. When we came to patches of

chapada and open country we could breathe a little better. Several were

the tributary streamlets to which we came that afternoon. First we saw

one rivulet, 1 m. wide, on the right bank, then 13 kil. 500 m. farther on

another affluent, 3 m. wide, coming from the north-east, also on the

right bank; then 1,500 m. farther a rivulet ½ m. wide, coming from the

south-west (left bank); then 4,500 m. farther a charming stream, 6 m.

wide, coming from the north, and meeting with the Arinos near an

extensive stony place with shallow and troublesome water. Strong eddies

formed at that spot. One more streamlet, 1 m. wide, was reached that day

on the right. It came from the north-east.

The river had that day flowed almost continuously in directions varying

from north-west to north, barring two sections where its course had been

10° east of north.

After passing the last tributary the river described a sweeping curve,

gradually turning so far back as to flow in a south-westerly (240° b.m.)

direction.

There was there shallow water with gravel banks in the centre of the

stream. Curiously enough, we did not notice so much rubber close to the

river in that region, but in an excursion a short distance from the

water we came upon _Siphonia elastica_ trees, not only along the Arinos

but also along the tributaries.

We halted that day at sunset, having gone 73 kil. 400 m.; which, although

much less than the previous days, was still fair going for us.

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