NIGHT IN THE JUNGLE.

In spite of the risks run from the ravenous reptiles, whose daring

proved that they had a hard struggle for existence, familiarity soon

bred contempt, and the sailors laughed, as they proceeded up the

beautiful river, at perils which not many days before would have made

them turn pale.

For they were enjoying an excursion that seemed to present fresh

beauties at every yard. As a rule the forest came down to the flowing

water on both sides in waves of verdure, with grand trees which every

now and then presented the aspect of some gorgeous flower garden, here

red, there blue, at other times in lovely wreaths of white, while it

seemed, Joe Cross said to the lads, as if one of the blossoming trees

took flight every now and then and came skimming over the boat, filling

the sky with flowers, so beautiful were the flocks of parrots and other

birds that, apparently attracted by the strangers, flew screaming and

whistling overhead.

There was no question about getting a shot at some beautiful green and

orange long-tailed paroquet, or at one of the soft grey scarlet-tailed

parrots which, as they flew across the river, shrieking at those who had

interrupted their solitude, gave place to others of a delicate pink; but

upon seeing Rodd raise his gun, the Spaniard laughed and said--

"Never mind them. I could fill my schooner with those things at any

time. You wait till we get up into the little side river. There will

be something better worth shooting then; or perhaps you would like to

kill a few as you are coming back."

"Yes, Rodd," said the doctor; "that would be wiser, my lad."

"But suppose we don't see them as we come back," said the lad.

"Not see them?" said the Spaniard, laughing. "Why, the country's alive

with them!"

Then as the party sated their eyes upon the various objects they passed,

a light soft breeze arose when they turned into a bend of the river, and

the Spaniard expressed his satisfaction, and suggested that the sail

should be hoisted.

This was rapidly done, the oars were laid in, and Joe Cross came aft to

preside at the newly-shipped rudder, while all through the rest of the

day, and after the tide had run its course and become adverse, they

tacked from side to side, or glided onward with the wind astern, the men

only having at very rare intervals to take to their oars.

It was soon after mid-day that the doctor proposed that the boat should

be run ashore and that they should land to dine at a lovely park-like

opening where the dense portion of the forest had receded farther from

the bank; but the Spaniard shook his head.

"No," he said, "don't do that. It looks very nice, but it isn't safe.

There are the crocodiles basking about the bank, snakes and serpents

nearly everywhere, and the leopards and other great cats hanging about

among the trees. Keep aboard. It's safer here."

"He means to take care of us, Morny," said Rodd, in French, and directly

after he gave his companion a meaning look, for the Spanish skipper

turned to the doctor and said--

"Tell your men to have their guns handy."

"What for?" said the doctor. "Do you scent danger?"

"Nothing particular," replied the man, "but up here in these parts you

never know what may happen next. Something may come just when you think

you are safe, and it's best to be always ready."

So that and the following meal were eaten in the boat, which just before

dark was at the Spaniard's suggestion run up into a calm reach where the

forest had become very distant, while the river seemed to have widened

out to double its former size.

Here he proposed that they should anchor for the night and wait for the

morning before continuing their journey.

This was disappointing to the lads, who looked longingly at the shore,

while Rodd suggested that there were several places that looked level,

and where it would be easy to rig up a tent where they might sleep.

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