CHAPTER XVI.

THE LAND OF THE MURHAPAS.

It looked as if Fred Ashman had gained a double victory over the giant

Ziffak, and his second triumph was infinitely greater than his first.

His heart thrilled at the thought that this formidable antagonist had

been so suddenly transformed into a friend; and yet he could not

entirely free himself from a certain misgiving, as the two walked side

by side along the Xingu. Recalling the dexterity of the native--all

the more wonderful because of his bulk--he reflected, that it was the

easiest thing in the world for him to turn like a flash and pierce him

with his poisoned javelin before the slightest defence could be made.

It was this thought which led him stealthily to place his hand on the

butt of the revolver at his hip, prepared to whip it out and fire as

quickly as he knew how. At the same time he edged away from him, so as

to maintain considerable space between their bodies.

Ziffak suddenly changed his javelin from his right to his left hand,

the movement sending a shock of fear through the American, who the next

moment blushed from shame, for it was manifest that the shrewd savage

suspected the timidity of his new friend, and shifted the frightful

weapon to the side furthest from him to relieve any misgiving on his

part.

The conversation continued as they walked, the native showing a

surprising willingness to answer all questions.

Ashman gathered from what was told him that the Murhapas were a tribe

numbering fully a thousand men, women and children; that they occupied

a village or town on the right bank of the Xingu about twenty miles

above the rapids, where the incidents already recorded occurred, and

that they were far superior in intelligence, physical development and

prowess to any other tribes in the Matto Grosso.

It was about five years before that the two white men, Waggaman and

Burkhardt, suddenly made their appearance at the towns. The fact that

they did not come up the Xingu, but from the forest to the south,

strengthened Ashman's suspicion that they were criminals who had

managed to escape from the Brazilian diamond mines, though it was a

mystery how they had secured the two rifles which they brought with

them. They had no revolvers, and their guns were not of the repeating

pattern. When their ammunition gave out, one of them made a journey of

several days' duration into the wilderness, invariably bringing back a

supply which lasted a long time.

Such weapons were entirely unknown to the Murhapas, who had never heard

of anything of the kind. The exploits of the owners caused the natives

to look upon them with awe. They were soon established on the best of

terms with their new associates, who allowed them to do as they chose

in everything.

It is not to be supposed that Ashman gathered all the information given

in this chapter, during his brief walk with Ziffak. Indeed, that which

has already been stated was obtained only in part during the memorable

interview; but it may be as well to add other facts which afterwards

came to the knowledge of him and the explorers, since it is necessary

to know them in order to understand the strange series of incidents and

adventures in which they became speedily involved.

The Murhapa tribe was ruled by King Haffgo, whose complexion was almost

as fair as that of a European. He had fifty wives, but only one child,

whose mother was dead. This child was a daughter, Ariel, of surpassing

beauty and loveliness, the pride of her grim father and adored by all

his subjects. From Waggaman and Burkhardt she had acquired a knowledge

of the English tongue, which Ziffak declared was superior to his own.

Both of these men had sought in turn to win her as his wife, and the

king was not unwilling, because of the awe in which he held them; but

Ariel would not agree to mate herself with either, though she once

intimated that when she became older she might listen favorably to the

suit of Waggaman, whose appearance and manner were less repulsive than

those of his comrade.

The first duty the guests took upon themselves was to impress King

Haffgo and his subjects that all white men except themselves were their

deadliest enemies, and, if any of them were allowed to visit the

village, they would assuredly bring others who would cause the utter

destruction of the inhabitants.

Three years before, a party of six white explorers ascended the Xingu,

and suddenly presented themselves to the Murhapas, without previous

announcement or knowledge. Despite their professions of friendship,

and a most valiant defence, they were set upon and slain the same hour

they appeared among the fierce people.

Ariel, the daughter of the king, was but a child, at that time, just

entering her teens. She did not know of the cruel massacre until it

was over, when she surprised all by expressing her sorrow and declaring

that a great wrong had been done the strangers. From that time

forward, those who studied her closely saw that she had formed a strong

distrust, if not dislike, of Waggaman and Burkhardt, though, seeing the

high favor in which they were held in court, she sought to veil her

true feelings.

Ziffak was a younger brother of the king, and bore the title of

head-chieftain. He was next in authority and power, and, because of

his immense size and prowess, led all expeditions against their

enemies, none of whom was held in fear. Occasionally, he headed a

hundred warriors, who made excursions through the neighboring

wilderness and in pure wantoness spread destruction and death on every

hand.

The Aryks, after receiving several such terrible visits, sued for terms

and willingly agreed to consider themselves slaves of the Murhapas.

Their location was favorable to detect the advance of any of the

dreaded white men up the Xingu, and they agreed in consideration of

being left alone, to check any such approach, a fact which will explain

the fierceness and determination with which they contested the ascent

of the river by our friends.

If they allowed the whites to pass above the rapids, they knew that the

mighty Ziffak would sweep down upon them and visit frightful punishment

upon their heads.

Instead of bringing a body of his own warriors, Ziffak, as has been

intimated in another place, came alone down one side of the Xingu, with

Waggaman and Burkhardt on the other, the calculation being to rouse

enough Aryks to destroy the invaders, as they were regarded. Enough

has been told to show how thoroughly the head-chieftain acquitted

himself of this duty.

Several of the powerful reasons for the jealousy of Waggaman and

Burkhardt of their race, was apparent in the fact that there was an

astonishing abundance of diamonds and gold among the Murhapas.

Although none was seen on Ziffak, it was only because he was on the

war-path. He had enough at home to furnish a prince's ransom, while

the possessions of the beautiful princess Ariel were worth a kingdom.

These were obtained from some place among the mountains to the westward

of the town. In the same mysterious region was a peak, whose interior

was a mass of fire that had burned from a date too remote to be known

even in the legends of the wild people. There was a lake also, whose

waters were so clear that a boat floating over them seemed suspended in

mid air.

This wonderful section was claimed by King Haffgo, who would permit

none but his subjects and the two white men to visit it. A party of

Aryks; presuming upon the friendly relations just established with

their masters, ventured to make their way to the enchanted place

without permission or knowledge of the Murhapas.

Before they could get away, they were discovered by some of the

lookouts, and every one slain with dreadful torture. The lesson was

not lost upon their surviving friends, who never again ventured to

repeat the experiment.

The Murhapas were the first to use the spears with the deadly points.

They not only taught the Aryks how to prepare the poison from the venom

of several species of serpents and noxious vegetables, but imparted to

them the remedy,--a decoction of such marvellous power, that a single

swallow would instantly neutralize the effect of any wound received

from the dreaded missiles.

Among the tribes named, there was no knowledge of the use of iron

though the ore is abundant in that region. The only objects composed

of the metal were the firearms of the white men, and the natives could

not comprehend how they were fashioned from the substance which

underwent such a change from its native state.

Every implement used by this people is made from stone, which however

seems almost the equal of iron and steel. Spear points, axes and

cutting tools are shaped with remarkably keen edges, with which trees

are readily felled, and cut into any form desired.

Shells are used in the formation of knives, while the teeth of certain

fish, taken from the Xingu, enables them to construct still more

delicate implements for cutting and carving.

Indian corn, cotton and tobacco are raised from a soil whose fertility

cannot be surpassed, though strangely enough the tribes have no

knowledge of the banana, sugar cane and rice, which belong so

essentially to the torrid zones. Dogs and fowls are entirely unknown,

and there is no conception of a God, though all have a firm belief that

they will live again after death. A myth has existed among them from

time immemorial of the creation of the world, which, according to their

views, consists of the regions around the headwaters of the Xingu and

Tapajos.

Ziffak was a favorite of the beauteous Ariel, and it is not improbable

that, knowing as he did, her lamentation over the cruel death of the

white men, who appeared at her home three years before, he was more

willing than would otherwise have been the case to stay his hand, after

doing such yeoman service against the new-comers.

Where these tribes came from is a question yet unsolved by

anthropologists, though the theory has many supporters that most of the

isolated peoples are allied to the original stock of the once mighty

Caribs, who journeyed from the south to the sea.

Conscious of their own might, and knowing the prodigious mineral wealth

at their command, the Murhapas are naturally jealous of their

neighbors, and fight fiercely to resist anything that bears a

resemblance to an encroachment upon their rights.

It will be understood that Waggaman and Burkhardt met with little

difficulty in rousing their enmity particularly against the Caucasian

race, since the members of that, of all others, were the ones most to

be dreaded.

The foregoing, much of which is in the way of anticipation, we have

deemed best to incorporate in this place.

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