CHAPTER XI.

START AFTER LAND-CRABS.--VILLAGE OF THE CRABS.--EACH CRAB KNOWS

HIS HOUSE.--GREAT FLIGHT OF CRABS.--THEY BITE HARD.--FEAST ON

THE SLAIN.--A HERD OF HIPPOPOTAMI.

We have come down to the river. We are off in our canoes to hunt for

ogombon (land-crabs), each one of us being provided with a basket and a

short cutlass, and are paddling for some spot not far from the banks of

the river where the land-crabs are found in abundance. There are several

canoes full of women, for catching crabs is the special business of the

women, as hunting is the special work of the men.

The land-crabs burrow in the ground. Their holes are found in very large

numbers in some parts of the country. The burrows form the subterranean

homes of the crabs, into which they retire when alarmed--and the

slightest noise does that. They remain in their burrows until hunger

drives them out in search of food, or when they fancy danger is averted.

We landed at last on a swampy bottom, the soil of which was very black.

I immediately saw an innumerable quantity of crabs running in all

directions--making for their burrows--alarmed at our approach and the

sound of footsteps; and as they ran they displayed the two large claws

with which they were ready to bite any one bold enough to seize them.

The ground was covered with an incredible number of burrows.

These land-crabs are curious creatures. They are found in various parts

of the world, and Equatorial Africa has a fair share of them, in goodly

variety. The natives have any number of wonderful tales to tell about

the ogombons.

There was a wild shout of joy among the people at having come to the

right spot. The baskets were immediately opened, the short heavy sticks

and cutlasses were got in readiness, and we scattered all over the

thickly-wooded island, for it was an island where only mangrove grew.

Not far from the island I could see huge hippopotami playing in the

river, but we had taken it into our heads to come down the river and

make a great haul of these crustaceae.

There was, as I have said, a general skedaddle of crabs, for at the

least noise they ran away, having a counterpart in the women, who ran to

and fro with great shouts, which were soon taken up by the men, in their

wild excitement after land-crabs.

These crabs were of tremendous size, and were the real ogombons, the

largest species found in the country, and the only ones the natives will

eat. They were gray, almost of the color of the mud on which they walk.

They were armed with tremendous claws, which warned us to be very

careful in handling them, or we should get a good bite.

This island was celebrated as the home of the ogombons, and the whole of

that part on which we landed was entirely covered with their burrows,

which were in many places so thick and so close together as to

communicate with each other. In these retreats the crabs remain in

darkness. They never venture far from home. How Master Land-Crab knows

his own habitation from those of his neighbor I can not tell, but now

and then he would make a mistake and go into "somebody else's house,"

thus getting into the wrong box.

At this time of the year the land-crabs were fat, but the shells were

somewhat hard, but not so hard as later in the season, when the crab is

left to himself, not being so good to eat. Hence, in the season,

land-crab parties start from every village for the spots where they are

to be found.

When the crabs are ready to cast off their shells, they shut themselves

up in their burrow, which they have stocked with leaves, closing the

entrance with mud, and they remain there until their new armor is on.

After quitting its old armor a crab is very soft, but in course of time

the new shell becomes hard, even harder than the preceding one. I was

never able to ascertain the age a land-crab could attain.

So we were racing in every direction after the land-crabs, which fled

with the utmost speed for their burrows. Now and then one would be

caught. We had to be very light of foot when approaching them, for at

the least noise they would go and hide in their dark abodes.

Of the two large claws, one was a tremendous thing, and it was amusing

to watch the crabs walking leisurely round their holes, as if there was

no foe in their neighborhood, but yet holding up one of the large claws

as if they were ready for any thing that might come along. This claw

nodded backward and forward in a very comical manner.

[Illustration: CATCHING THE OGOMBONS.]

I approached one very big fellow without his having perceived me, and,

before he was aware, I laid my stick heavily on his back, and then

seized him with my hand, to place him in the basket which hung at my

side. I roared out with pain, for he had got hold of one of my fingers

with its large claw, and shook it as if he would have torn it off. With

my other hand I quickly seized the crab and twisted the claws from the

body, which I thought would release me; but lo! although the body lay on

the ground, the rascally claws gripped harder than ever. Oh! oh! oh!!! I

shouted--which cries brought two or three of the women to my assistance.

The muscles of the claws had retained their contractile power after they

were separated from the body.

In the mean time the rascal had retired into his burrow, no doubt in a

good deal of pain, but saying to himself, "What do I care; a new limb

will soon come out!" for among the crustaceae such is the case--a new

limb soon springs out, and takes the place of the one lost; so I was

left without my prize. The women again warned me to be very careful,

instructing me how to catch crabs by seizing the big claw and severing

it from the body; but, before doing this, the stick must be placed on

the middle of the back, where the claws can not reach, as they can not

move backward.

I soon spied another crab, but he heard my footstep, and with the utmost

speed made for his burrow. Then I came suddenly upon another, just in

front of me; he had not time to turn round; so, shoving my stick in

front of him until it nearly touched his two big eyes, I put him into a

furious rage. By-and-by he managed to seize the stick, which he shook,

just as the other crab had done my finger. I was thankful that it was

not my finger this time. The motion of the claw at the junction with the

body was very queer. After some trouble, I managed to secure this

fellow. Then I went after another, which at once took to his burrow and

disappeared; but I was determined to watch and wait for him. I noticed

him every now and then peering slyly out, drawing in his head at the

slightest noise; so I hid behind his burrow, and kept very still. At

last he came out, walking slowly from his hole. I put my foot on his

burrow, upon which he turned round, and ran one way and then another,

and finally made for another burrow, where he met the possessor coming

out from his "castle," when a general fight of claws ensued. The

aggressor, being the stronger, succeeded in winning the battle and

getting in, while the other, in his fright, plunged into a burrow the

owner of which had probably been killed that morning.

Great slaughter of the crabs had already taken place, and so many heavy,

fat fellows had been captured that we were sure of a great feast. It was

well for us that it was so, for at last the ogombons got thoroughly

frightened and remained in their burrows; not one was to be seen; so,

after having captured some thousands of them, we got back into our

canoes and ascended the river again.

The ogombons are peculiar. I think they never go to the sea, but deposit

their eggs on the shores of the island, for I never met them on the

sea-coast. They feed on all kinds of refuse, on black mud, leaves,

berries, etc., etc. The crabs found on the main land are not eaten, the

natives believing that they sometimes visit their cemeteries. On the

white sand of the sea-shore are found innumerable little crabs of the

same color as the sand itself.

Besides the ogombons there are many other land-crabs, but they are much

smaller, and are not eaten by the natives. Many of these crabs are of

the most gorgeous colors, some purple and red, others blue and red; they

are exceedingly wild, and swift of foot. They live close to the sea, and

may be seen on the shore in great numbers during the night.

I wish I had had time to spare to study these crabs more thoroughly than

I have done, but I have told you the little I know about them.

As we returned we had to pass through the midst of the tremendous herd

of hippopotami which I have mentioned. For years that herd had taken

possession of an immense mud-bank lying between the island and the main

land, or rather the tongue of land which separated the sea from the

River Fernand Vaz.

The hippopotami began to grunt, and plunged into the water, remaining

there for some time, and then would come again to the surface, until

gradually the navigation became dangerous, so much so that we had to be

very careful, and paddle along the shore for fear of being upset by

these huge creatures, who would surge from under the water in every

direction, and we knew not where the next one would rise. Two or three

times one rose very near my canoe. I did not want to fire at them, for

they would have sunk to the bottom, and would not have risen for two or

three days after, and then probably they would have been found at the

mouth of the river, or been driven into the sea by the current. By the

kind of groan or hoarse grunt they gave, I made up my mind that they

were becoming enraged at having been disturbed, so we paddled carefully

on until I thought we were at last out of their reach. But we were to

receive a good fright before we had done with them, for I saw a canoe

just ahead of the one in which I was seated rocking and jerking about in

an extraordinary manner, and the people in it shouting at the top of

their voices, and there came up a huge hippopotamus, which gave a

terrific grunt, immediately responded to by the other hippopotami we had

left behind. We paddled hard in order to get out of the way, for the

huge creature seemed to be maddened; and at last, with a thankful heart,

I left all the hippopotami behind, and, after some severe paddling, we

reached a safe place on the bank of the river, where a general and grand

cooking of the crabs began.

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