CHAPTER XXI.

A LONG HALT.

When the morning dawned Poyor was still absent and Cummings' anxiety had

become intense.

It hardly seemed possible the Indian would go very far from the cave of

his own free will, and that he had been captured by the enemy appeared

more than probable.

Neither Jake nor the boys awakened until after the sun had risen, and,

as a matter of course, the first inquiry of each was concerning the man

upon whom all depended so entirely.

Before Cummings could give words to the fears which had haunted him

during the night the entrance to the cave was darkened, and Teddy cried

joyfully:

"Here he is, and I hope we are to make another move pretty soon, for

after last night's adventure this isn't the most pleasant place I ever

saw in which to spend any length of time."

It could easily be seen from the Indian's general appearance that he

brought no bad news, and without waiting to be questioned he went

toward the stream to quench his thirst.

A sharp cry from both the boys caused him to halt very suddenly, and

when Cummings told the story of the adventure with the alligator he

said:

"You should not have made such an attempt except when a fire was

burning, and even then to wade into the water was wrong. I will get what

can be used for both drinking and fishing."

Again he left the cave, returning ten minutes later with what looked

like a slender bamboo, save that there were no joints in it. Through the

middle of the pole, running the entire length, was a small hole hardly

larger than is to be found in a reed, and with this while standing five

or six feet from the stream he drank at leisure, keeping his eyes fixed

upon the surface of the water to guard against an attack.

Having thus quenched his thirst he returned to where Cummings was on

guard and told the story of his wanderings.

He had followed straight along the line of moisture, finding cave after

cave but none of them as well adapted to their purpose as was this one,

and had seen none of the enemy until five or six miles had been

traversed, when a strong cordon of sentinels was discovered.

The men were stationed not more than twenty feet apart, and, as nearly

as he could judge, had been ordered to remain and prevent the fugitives

from leaving the country by way of the coast. From what he already knew

concerning the people, he understood the number of men on duty at this

particular point had been largely increased, therefore the natural

inference was that there were two distinct bodies engaged in trying to

capture the white men. One whose duty it was to guard the boarder so

thoroughly that it would be impossible to escape, while the other

scoured the forest and swamp.

"We must stay here several days," he said in conclusion. "After a time

the men will grow careless, and then we may be able to make our way

through the lines; but now it is impossible."

Until this moment Neal and Teddy had hoped there might yet be a chance

for them to reach Progresso in time to take passage on the steamer as

first agreed upon; but now they were in despair. Poyor spoke so

positively that there could be no doubt the journey to the coast would

be a long one, in case they ever succeeded in making it, and the

thoughts of the loved ones at home who were probably mourning them as

dead caused them to be more gloomy than on the night of the flight, when

it did not seem possible any of the party would escape alive.

Cummings, who had no care as to when he reached the coast, and Jake, to

whom time was no particular object, received the news calmly. A week

more or less made but little difference to them, and after a short pause

Cummings said:

"If you will stay on guard, Jake, I'll find out if it is possible to

catch any fish. The food supply is an important matter which should be

settled at once, for we must not depend upon what can be gotten in the

forest, since no one can say how soon we may be besieged."

Poyor lay down to sleep as if perfectly indifferent to the experiment,

and the boys followed Cummings. To watch him fish was better than

remaining quiet thinking over their troubles.

The reflection of the sun from the outside had so far dispelled the

gloom that it was possible to distinguish surrounding objects with

reasonable distinctness, and Cummings stood by the bank of the stream as

he tied one end of Teddy's line to the pole Poyor had used for drinking

purposes, while, with the last remaining fragments of roasted toh, began

the work.

In the most perfect silence the boys watched him for ten minutes, and

Teddy said:

"I guess you'll have to give it up as a bad job. There's nothing but

alligators in the stream, and what they most want is another chance to

get hold of Neal's trousers."

"It was lucky for me that they didn't get hold of my ankle as well. I

don't understand how I escaped so easily, for----"

"Here's the first one," Cummings said triumphantly, as he swung on shore

a fish weighing about three pounds. "If we find many such there won't be

any danger of suffering from hunger."

The boys seized the flapping evidence of Cummings' skill as an angler,

and hurried to the entrance in order to examine it more closely.

In shape it was similar to a brook trout; but instead of being spotted

had black scales as large as one's thumb nail, and not until it had been

scrutinized carefully was anything seen to betoken the presence of

organs of sight. Then Jake pointed out two slight depressions near the

end of the upper jaw, which were protected and nearly covered by a

cartilaginous substance extending entirely across the head something

after the fashion of a hood.

"I don't wonder he had to try a long while before catching this fellow,"

Teddy said with a laugh. "A fish that has such poor apologies for eyes

can't be expected to see bait very quickly."

"It isn't likely they can see anything, and if these small specks are

eyes they've probably only been put on as ornaments."

At this point Jake, regardless of the fact that he should have been

listening intently at the aperture, began what was evidently about to be

a long dissertation on the subject of a fish being able to smell while

in the water, and to prevent him from neglecting his duties as sentinel,

the boys went back to the stream, arriving there just as Cummings landed

a second prize.

At the end of an hour four fish, aggregating in weight not less than ten

pounds, were on the bank, and it was decided that no more should be

caught.

"We've got food enough to last us during twenty-four hours," Cummings

said, "and it would be a waste of time to fish any longer."

"When are we to cook them?" Teddy asked.

"That is a job which must be left for Poyor. He can do it better than

either of us, and, since there are none of the enemy in the immediate

vicinity, I fancy we may count on having these for the next meal."

Then Cummings took his turn at sleeping, after impressing on the minds

of the boys and Jake that a strict watch should be kept by all

regardless of the news brought by the Indian, and during the two hours

which followed before there was any change in the condition of affairs,

little else was done save to discuss the situation.

They talked of the loved ones at home; of the probable whereabouts of

those who had left the burning yacht in their company, and of the

chances that they would soon reach the coast, until Jake changed the

subject by saying abruptly:

"We'll soon be blind if the Indian don't find a hidin' place where the

sunlight penetrates once in awhile. I begin to feel a good deal like a

bat already, an' have a big mind to slip out for a walk."

"Don't so much as think of it," Teddy cried in alarm. "It isn't certain

that the enemy are not close by, and the risk is too great."

"I can't see it in that light," Jake replied in his old obstinate

manner. "Perhaps Poyor has had more experience in these woods than I

have; but I'll bet considerable that I can get around as well as he

does."

"Do you remember what happened the last time you believed Cummings and

Poyor were mistaken or ignorant?" Neal asked meaningly.

"What has that got to do with my going where I can use my eyes a bit?"

"Very much, considering the fact that Cummings thinks it is dangerous

even for him to venture out. You are safe so long as the Indians do not

get a glimpse of you, and it would be endangering the lives of all hands

if you tried such a foolish experiment that can be of no especial

benefit in case it is made successfully."

Jake did not reply; but from his manner Neal believed he intended to

leave the cave at the first favorable opportunity, and resolved to keep

a close watch upon him.

Nothing more was said on the subject because at this moment Poyor arose,

and going to the stream for a drink of water, saw the fish on the bank.

"Hungry?" he asked, coming toward the entrance.

"I wouldn't object to something warm," Teddy replied with a laugh; "but

I suppose it isn't safe to build a fire till after dark."

"We can have one now," the Indian said, as he began to crawl through the

passage.

"There," Jake said triumphantly, as Poyor disappeared, "you can see how

much danger there would be in our taking a stroll. Yesterday he wouldn't

let a fellow whisper, and now we're to cook as if such a tribe as the

Chan Santa Cruz had never existed."

"That doesn't make the slightest difference so far as we are concerned.

He could go in safety where you'd be certain to get into trouble."

Again the engineer was silenced but not convinced and Neal's fears that

some dangerously foolish move might be made by him, were increased.

When Poyor returned he brought with him a small quantity of wood, more

mud, and a bundle of green leaves.

At the further end of the cave he built a fire; encased the fish as he

previously had the "chickens," piled the embers over them, and then, in

the canteen brought by Cummings, he steeped the leaves.

Breakfast or dinner, whichever it might be called was ready in half an

hour, and when Poyor set the repast before them, where all could be on

the alert while eating, Teddy exclaimed:

"Those leaves must have been from a tea plant; it seems quite like being

on the yacht again to smell that."

"You'll be disappointed when you taste of the beverage," Cummings, who

had just been awakened by the Indian, said, as he approached his

companions. "He has made an infusion of pimientillo leaves, a drink of

which the natives of Yucatan are very fond."

Teddy was pleased rather than otherwise with the flavor, which was as of

tea mixed with cloves, and drank so much that Poyor was forced to brew

another canteen full in order to satisfy his own desires.

The fish were pronounced delicious, and although Cummings thought he had

caught considerably more than could be consumed in one meal, there was

very little left when the hunger of all had been appeased.

It was now nearly noon, when every native of the country believes a

siesta is necessary, however important business he may have on hand, and

Poyor stretched himself once more out on the sand, Cummings advising the

boys and Jake to do the same thing.

"I slept so long that I couldn't close my eyes now if I tried, so you

had better take advantage of the opportunity."

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