 CHAPTER VII. HOW WE STOP THE BLACKBIRD CATCHERS. The captain was right, for we made the south coast of New Guinea the very next morning, and as I caught sight of the land that I believed to be holding my father as in a prison, a strange mingling of pain and pleasure filled my breast. I looked excitedly and long through the doctor's double glass, and he shook hands with me afterwards as if he thoroughly appreciated my feelings in the matter. It was a lovely morning with a pleasant breeze blowing, and as we drew nearer, we made out a vessel very similar in build to our own, going in the same direction. Why, they are for the same port, I should think. I don't know, said the skipper, rather oddly. We're for a little place I know where the savages are pretty friendly, and I've been talking it over with the doctor, as to its being a good starting place for you, and he thinks it will be. There it lies, he said, pointing northeast. We can make it soon, now. Looks a nicer place than our land, said Jack Penny, as I stood with him gazing wanderingly at the forest and mountain scenery that, hour by hour, grew more clear. I think I shall like New Guinea. The day glided on with the lookout growing more and more interesting, and at last when we were pretty near we could see the other schooner had out sailed us and was within a short distance of a scattered collection of huts, while a little crowd of the natives was on the sandy beach busily launching their canoes in which they paddled out towards the other vessel. I don't like that, said the skipper, suddenly, as he was using his glass. That's bad for us. What is, I said eagerly, that there's schooner going before us. There are blackbird catchers, or I'm a Dutchman. Blackbird catchers, I said? Why, I thought there were no blackbirds out of Europe. Just hark at him, said the captain, turning to the doctor. Blackbirds, boy, why there's thousands and it's them varmint who go in for the trade of catchin' em as makes the coast unsafe for honest men. What do you mean, I cried, and I became aware of the fact that Jack Penny was bending over me like a bamboo. Mean, boy? Just you take the doctor's little double-barreled telescope and watch and see. I took the glass and looked intently, watching through it the scene of the blacks paddling up to the schooner and holding up what seemed to be fruit and birds for sale. All at once I saw something fall into one of the canoes which immediately sank, and eight of its occupants were left struggling in the water. To my great relief I saw a small boat rode round from the other side of the little vessel, evidently as I thought to go to the help of the poor creatures. But to my horror I saw the two men stood up in the boat and as it was rode they struck at the swimming men with heavy bars and dragged them one by one into the boat. I saw four saved like this and then the boat was rode rapidly in pursuit of the other four who were swimming as hard as they could as they tried to overtake the canoes whose occupants were making for the shore. The noise of the shouts reached our ears faintly, and I saw one of the men picked up by the last canoe and the other three were literally hunted by the schooner's boat, diving like ducks and trying every feet they could think of to avoid capture. But oars beat hands in the water, and I saw two of the fugitives struck on the head by a fellow in the bowels of the boat. Then they were dragged over the side. There was one more savage in the water and he swam rapidly and well, besides which he had gained some distance during the time taken up in capturing his fellows. As he had changed his direction somewhat I had a better view of the chase, and I felt horrified to see how rapidly the boat gained upon him till it was so near it could only be a matter of minutes before he would be worn out and treated in the same way as his unfortunate fellows. At last the boat overtook the poor wretch, but he dived down and it passed over him. The blow struck at his head merely making a splash in the water. When up he came his black head just showing above the surface and he struggled in another direction for his liberty. To add to the excitement of the scene the sandy shore about the huts was lined with savages who were rushing about in a tremendous state of excitement, shaking their spears and yelling but showing plainly that they were a very cowardly race for not one of them made an effort to launch a canoe and try to save his brother in distress. There could be but one end to this cruel tragedy, so I thought. But I was wrong. Even and again the boat overtook the poor fella, but he dived and escaped even though blows were struck at him with a boat hook, but it was evident that he was growing weaker and that he stayed below a shorter time. All at once as if the men had become furious at the length of the chase I saw the boat rode rapidly down upon him, but the savage dived once more evidently went right under the boat and came up a full thirty yards astern swimming now straight for the shore. Then all at once I saw him throw up his arms and disappear as if he had been snatched under. Out of his misery said a deep voice beside me, and turning I found that the captain had been watching the scene through his long glass. What do you mean, I said? Sharks took him down, poor chap, said the captain. Sharks is ignorant or they would have grabbed the white fellas instead. As I still watched the scene with my brow wet with perspiration I saw the boat make now for the schooner, and quite a dozen canoes put off from the shore. Lord, what a thing ignorance is, and how far niggers are behind white men in pluck. Why if these fellas knew what they were about, they might easily overhaul that little schooner, take their brothers out of her, and give the blackbird catchers such a lesson as they never remember and never forget, for they'd kill the lot. There ain't a breath of wind. But they will take them, won't they, captain, I cried? No, my lad, not they. They'll go and shout, and throw a few spears, and then go back again. But they'll bear malice, my lad. All white folks who come in ships will be the same to them, and most likely some poor innocent boat's crew will be speared. And all on account of the doons of these blackbird catchers. But what do they do with the poor fellas, I cried? Regularly sell them for slaves, though slavery's done away with, my boy. But will not the blacks rescue their friends, I said? No, my lad. Then we must, I cried excitedly, and Jack Penny threw up his cap, and cried, Hooray! Jips started to his feet and barked furiously, and Jimmy leaped in the air and came down in a squatting position, striking the deck a tremendous blow with his wadi, and shouting, Hey, whoop, whoop, whoop, and an increasing yell. The captain, hardened by familiarity with such scenes, laid his hand upon my shoulder and smiled at me kindly, as he shook his head. No, no, my lad, that would not do. Not do, I cried, burning with indignation. Are we to stand by and see such cruelties practiced? Yes, my lad, the law says we mustn't interfere. It's a law's job to put it down, but it's very slow sometimes. But very sure, captain, said the doctor, quietly, and when it does move it is crushing to evil doers. The captain is quite right, Joe, my boy, he continued, turning to me. We must not stir in this case. I've heard of such atrocities before, but did not know that they were so common. Common as black guards, said the captain, it's regular slavery. There, what did I tell you, my lad? He continued as he pointed to the canoes which were returning after making a demonstration. These poor blacks are afraid of the guns. It's all over. Unless— He stopped short, scratching his head, and staring first at the schooner, then at us, in turn. Unless what, captain? I said excitedly. Here, let's do a bit of bounce for once in our lives, said the bluff old fella. Get out your revolvers and shoot and tackle, and let's see if we can't frighten the beggars. Only mine, doctor, and you too, my young bannum. Our weapons is only for show, no firing mind, but if we can bully these chaps into giving up their blackbirds, why? We will. The boat was lowered, and with a goodly display of what Jack Penny called dangerous iron mongry, we started with three men, but not until the captain had seen that the Malay was safely secured. Then we started, and the people aboard the other schooner were so busy with their captives that we got alongside. And the captain, Dr. Grant, and I had climbed on board before a red-faced fella with a violently inflamed nose came up to us, and with an oath asked us what we wanted there. Here, you speak, whispered the captain to Dr. Grant, I'm riled, and I shall only be using more bad language than is good for these youngsters to hear. Give it to him pretty warm, though, all the same, doctor. Do you hear, said the red-faced fellow again, what do you want here? Those poor wretches, you slave-dealing ruffian, cried the doctor, who looked quite white as he drew himself up and seemed to tower over the captain of the other schooner, who took a step back in astonishment, but recovered himself and advanced menacingly. Come for them, have you, eh? he roared. Then you'll go without them. Here, over you go, off my ship, you— The scoundrel did not finish his speech, for as he spoke he clapped a rough hairy paw on the doctor's shoulder. And then our friend seemed to shrink back at the contact, but it was only together force, like a wave, for somehow just then his fist seemed to dart out, and the ruffianly captain staggered back, then fell heavily on the deck. Half a dozen men sprang forward at this, but Dr. Grant did not flinch. He merely took out his revolver and examined its lock, saying, will you have these poor fellas get into our boat, captain? I.I., Dr., cried our skipper, and the slave-dealing crew shrank back and stared at us, as we busily handed down the blackbirds, as the captain kept on calling them. Poor creatures, they were still half stunned, and two of them were bleeding, and it must have seemed to them that they were being tossed out of the frying pan into the fire, and that we were going to carry on the villainy that our ruffianly countrymen had commenced. In fact, had we not taken care and even used force, they would have jumped overboard when we had them packed closely in. Here, shove off, said the captain, as we were once more in our boat, and just then the leader of the ruffians staggered to his feet and leaned over the side. I'll have the law of you for this, he yelled. This is piracy. To be sure it is, said our captain. We're going to heist the black flag as soon as we get back and run out our guns. Come on, my red-nosed old cocky wax, and we'll have a naval engagement and sink you. He nudged me horribly hard with his elbow at this point, and turning his back on the schooner winked at me, and chuckled and rumbled as if he were laughing hardly to himself in secret. But he spoke again directly, quite seriously. I haven't got no boys of my own, he said, but if I had, I should say this was a sort of lesson to you to always have right on your side. It's again the law, but it's right, all the same. See how we carried all before us, eh, my lads? The doctor's fist was as good as half a dozen guns, and regularly settled the matter at once. Then may we set these poor fellas free now, I said? Well, I shouldn't like to be one of them as did it, said the captain dryly. Look at the shore. I glanced in that direction and saw that it was crowded with blacks, all armed with spears and war-clubs, which they were brandishing excitedly. They wouldn't know friends from foes, said the doctor quietly. No, we must wait. I saw the reason for these remarks, and as soon as we had reached the side of the schooner and got our captives on board, I attended the doctor while he busied himself, bandaging and strapping cuts, the blacks staring at him, wondering, and then at Jimmy, who looked the reverse of friendly, gazing down at the prisoners scornfully, and telling Jack Penny in confidence that he did not think much of common-sort black fellow. Jimmy give all of Min Wattyspear if try to catch Jimmy, he said, drawing himself up and showing his teeth. No catch Jimmy, killer Amal. It was hard work to get the poor prisoners to understand that we meant well by them. You see they think you're having them patched up, said Jack Penny, so that they'll sell better. I say, Joe, car stares, give your black chap a topper with his waddy, he's making faces at that chap, and pretending to cut off his legs. Here, you be quiet, Jimmy, or I'll send you below, I said sharply, and as I went to the breaker to get a panic in a water for one of the men, Jimmy stuck his hands behind him, pointed his nose in the air, and walked forward with such a display of offended dignity that Jack Penny doubled up, putting his head between his knees, and pinning it firm while he laughed in throes, each of which set a spasm through his loose jointed body. The black to whom I took the water looked at me in a frightened way and shook his head. He thinks it's poison, Joe, said the doctor quietly, and I immediately drank some, whereupon the prisoner took the panicking, and drank with avidity his companions then turning their eager eyes on knee. It is the feverish thirst produced by injuries, said the doctor, and as I filled the panicking again and again the poor wretches uttered a low sigh of satisfaction. The schooner lay where we had left it, and all seemed to be very quiet on board, but no movement was made of any offensive nature, and the day glided by till toward sundown when there was less excitement visible on the shore. Then the captain ordered the boat to be lowered on the side away from the land, while he proceeded to sweep the shore with his glass. I think we might land them now, doctor, he said, and get back without any jobs for you. Yes, they seemed pretty quiet now, said the doctor, who had also been scanning the shore, but there are a great many people about. They won't see us, said the captain. Now, my blackbirds, I'm not going to clip your wings or pull out your tails. Into the boat with you. I'll set you ashore. For the first time the poor fellows seemed to comprehend that they were to be set at liberty, and for a few minutes their joy knew no bounds, and it was only by running off that I was able to escape from some of their demonstrations of gratitude. No, my lads, said the captain in response to my demand to go with him. I'll set the poor chap's ashore, and we shall be quite heavy enough going through the surf. You can take command while I'm gone, he added, laughing, and mine no one steals the anchor. I felt annoyed at the captain's bantering tone, but I said nothing, and just at sunset the boat pushed off quietly with its black freight, the poor fellows looking beside themselves with joy. I say, skipper, said the captain, laughingly to me, mine that Malay chap, don't get out, and look here, it'll be dark directly, heist a light for me to find my way back. I nodded shortly, and stood with Jack Penny and the doctor watching the boat, till it seemed to be swallowed up in the thick darkness that was gathering round, and the doctor left Jack Penny and me alone. I say, said Jack, who was leaning on the bulwarks with his body at right angles, I say, Joe Carstairs, I've been thinking what a game it would be if the captain never came back. What, I cried? You and I could take the ship and go where we like. And how about the doctor, I said scornfully. Ah, he drawled. I forgot about the doctor. That's a pity. I wish he'd gone ashore, too. I did not answer, for it did not suit my ideas at all. The adventure I had on hand filled my mind, and I felt annoyed by my companion's foolish remark. We had tea, and were sitting with the doctor, chatting on deck, after vainly trying to pierce the darkness with our eyes, or to hear some sound when, all at once, the doctor spoke. Time they were back, he said. I say, Skipper Carstairs, have you hoisted your light? Light, I said excitedly. What's that, for just then a bright red glow arose to our right in the direction of the shore? They're making a bonfire, said Jack Penny, slowly. Or burning a village, said the doctor. No, no, I cried. It's that scooter on fire. You're right, Joe, said the doctor excitedly. Why, the savages must have gone off and done this, and—yes, look, you can see the canoes. Here I say, don't cry, Jack Penny. Then, his voice sounding curious from out of the darkness, and the same moment there was a rush, a tremendous scuffle. Jimmy yelled out something in his own tongue. Then, lastly, there were two or three heavy falls, and in a misty, stupefied way I knew that we had been boarded by the savages and made prisoners, on account of the outrage committed by the other Captain. What follows seems quite dreamlike, but I have some recollection of being bundled down into a boat, and then afterwards, dragged out over the sand and hurried somewhere, with savages yelling and shouting about me, after which I was thrown down, and lay on the ground in great pain, half sleeping, half waking, and in a confused muddle of thought in which I seemed to see my father looking at me reproachfully for not coming to his help. While all the time I was so bound, I could not move a step. At last I must have dropped off into a heavy sleep, for the next thing I saw was the bright sunshine streaming into the hut where I lay, and a crowd of blacks with large, frizzed heads of hair chattering about me, every man being armed with spear and club, while the buzz of voices plainly told me that there was a throng waiting outside. End of Chapter 7 How We Stopped the Blackbird Catchers Chapter 8 of Banyanth Land This is a Libripoch Recording. While Libripoch Recordings are in the public domain, for more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriBots.org. Recording by Mick Banyanth Land by George Manville Chapter 8 How I Ran from the Whitebird Catchers Yes, I may as well own to it. I was terribly frightened, but my first thoughts were as to what had become of my companions. Jack Penny and the Doctor must have been ceased at the same time as I. Jimmy might have managed to escape. Perhaps his black skin would make him be looked upon as a friend, but the old captain, what about him? He would return to the schooner with his men and be ceased, and knuck on the head for certain. The fierce resistance he would make certainly would cause his death, and I shudder at the thought. Then I began to think of my mother and father, how I should have failed in helping them, and I remember thinking what a good job it was that my mother would never know exactly what had happened to me. Better, the long anxiety I thought of watching and waiting for my return than to know I had been killed like this. But I'm not killed yet, I thought as the blood flashed to my face. I'll have a run for it if I can. I had not much time given me to think, for I was dragged to my feet and out into a large open place where there were huts and trees, and there before me lay the sea with our schooner. But the other was gone, and as I recalled the fire of the previous night, I knew that she must have been burned to the water's edge and then sunk. I began wondering about what must have been the fate of the other schooner's crew, and somehow it seemed that they deserved it. Then I began thinking of my own friends, and then very selfishly, no doubt, about myself. But I had little time for thought, being hurried along and placed in the middle of a crowd of the savages, all of whom seemed to be rolling their eyes and looking at me as if enjoying my position. Well, I thought to myself, it is enough to scare anybody, but I'll try and let them see that I belong to a superior race, and will not show what I feel. My eyes kept wondering about eagerly, first to look where my companions were placed, but as I saw no sign of them, I began to hope that they might have escaped. Secondly, to see which would be the best course to take if I ran for my life, for I could run, and pretty swiftly, then. The hard life I had led out in the bush, with Jimmy for my companion, had made me light of foot and tolerably enduring. But for some little time I saw not the slightest chance of escape. There were too many savages close about me, and they must have divine my ideas, for they kept a watchful eye upon every act. At first I had felt numb and cold, my legs and arms ached, and when the blacks took off the rope that they had bound about my limbs, every nerves seemed to throb and burn, but by decrease this passed off, and to my great joy I felt more myself. At last, after a great deal of incomprehensible chatter, it seemed that a decision had been come too about me, and at all, black armed with a war clap came dancing up to me, swinging his weapon about. Chattering, widely, and after a few feints, he made a blow at my head. If that blow had taken effect, I should not have been able to tell this story, but I had been too much with my friend Jimmy not to be well upon the alert. We had often played together, he like a big boy, a mimic fight, when she had pretended to spear me, and taught me how to catch the spear on a shield, and to avoid blows made with wadis. Jimmy's lessons were not thrown away, I could avoid a thrown spear, though helpless, like the black against bullets, which he said came too much faster, faster to top, and as the savage made the blow at me, I followed how Jimmy statics, threw myself forward, striking the wretch right in the chest with my head, driving him backward, and leaping over him, I ran for my life, making a straight for the forest. It's all because of those wretches in the other schooner yesterday, I thought, as I ran swiftly on with a pack of the enemy shouting in my rear, and though I could run very fast I found to my horror, that my pursuers were as swift of food, and that though I was close upon the forest it was also open that they would be able to see me easily, and once caught I knew now what was to be my fate. I began thinking of the hunted hare as I ran on, casting glances behind me from time to time, and seeing that though some of my pursuers lack, there were four who were pretty close upon my heels, one of whom hurled his spear at me, which came within past my ear so closely that it lightly touched my shoulder, making me leap forward as if struck by the weapon. I was panting heavily, and a choking sensation came upon me, but I raced on since it was for life. How long the pursuit lasted I cannot tell, perhaps a minute, it seemed half an hour. Twice I leaped aside to avoid blows aimed at me, and each time ran blindly in a fresh direction, but all at once the idea occurred to me in a flash, that in my unnerved, stupefied position I must have been going backward, and struck my head violently against a tree, for it seemed as if there was a violent shock like thunder with a flash of lightning to dazzle my eyes, and then there was nothing at all. End of Chapter 8. Recording by Mick in Barcelona. Chapter 9 How I Was Not Made Into Pie When I came to, it was as if all the past was a dream, for I heard voices I knew and lay listening to them talking in a low tone, till, opening my eyes, I found I was close to the doctor, the captain, Jimmy, and the sailors, while Jack Penny was sitting, holding my hand. What cheer, my hearty, said the captain, making an effort to come to me, but then I became aware of the fact that we were surrounded by savages, for one great fellow struck the captain on the arm with his club, and in retort the skipper gave him a kick, which sent him on his back. There was a loud yell at this, and what seemed to threaten to be a general onslaught. My friends all prepared for their defence, and Jimmy took the initiative by striking out wildly, when half a dozen blacks dashed at him, got him down, and one was foolish enough to sit upon his head, but only to bound up directly with a shriek, for poor Jimmy, being held down as to arms and legs, made use of the very sharp teeth which nature had endowed him. We should have been killed at once, no doubt, had not one tall black shouted out something, and then begun talking loudly to the excited mob, who listened to him angrily, it seemed to me, but I was so dull and confused from the blow I had received upon my head, that all seemed misty and strange, and once I found myself thinking, as my head ached frightfully, that they might just as well kill us at once, and not torture us by keeping us in suspense. The talking went on, and whenever the tall chief stopped for a moment the blacks all set up a yell, and danced about brandishing their spears and clubs, showing their teeth, rolling their eyes, and behaving just like savages. But still we were not harmed, only watched carefully. Jimmy alone being held, though I could see that at a movement on our part we should have been beaten to death or thrust through. At last, after an interminable speech, the big chief seemed to grow hoarse, and the blacks yells were quicker and louder. Then there was a terrible pause, and a dozen sturdy blacks sprang toward us as regularly, as if they had been drilled, each man holding a spear, and I felt that the end had come. I was too stupid with my hurt to do more than stare helplessly round, seeing the bright sunshine, the glittering sea, and the beautiful waving trees, and then my head began to throb, and felt as if hot irons were being thrust through it. I closed my eyes, the agony was so great, and then I opened them again, for all the savages were yelling and clapping their hands. Two men had seized me, and one of them had his head bandaged, and in a misty way I recognized him as one of the poor wretches to whom I had given water. He and the others, who were easily known by the doctor's patches of sticking plaster, were talking with all their might, and then all the blacks began yelling and dancing about, brandishing their spears and club frantic, apparently with the effect of the injured men's words. They aren't going to kill us, my lads, said the captain, and look ye there, they're going to feast the doctor, for the latter was regularly hustled off from among us by a party of blacks, led by two of the sticking plastered fellows, while two others squatted down smiling at us and rubbing their chests. Are we to be spared then, I said? Spared? Well, I don't know, my lads, said the captain. They won't be so ungrateful as to kill us. Now these blacks said ashore have turned up and told them what sort of chaps we are. But I don't think they'll free us. They'll keep us here and make the doctor a physics chief. Eh? Go there? All right, I can understand your fingers better than your tongue, my lad. Come on, all of you. This last was in response to the gesticulations of the injured men who were with us, and soon after we were all settled down in a very large, open hut, eating fruit and drinking water, every drop of which seemed to me more delicious than anything I had ever tasted before. A curious kind of drink was also given to us, but I did not care for it, and turned to the water again. While the doctors set to work to dress and strap up my injury as well as he could for the pressure of the people, who were wonderfully interested in it all, and then gathered round the doctor's other patients, examining their injuries and listening to the account of the surgical treatment, which was evidently related to them again and again. Well, this is different to what you expected, isn't it, Squire, said the captain to me the first time he could find an opportunity to speak. I was beginning to feel precious glad that I shouldn't have a chance to get back and meet your mother after what she said to me. Then you think we're safe now, said the doctor? Safe, said the captain. More than safe, unless some of them, being a bit cannibal-like, should be tempted by the pleasant plumpness of Mr. Jack Penny here and want to cook and eat him. Get out, Droll Jack. I know what you mean. I can't help being tall and thin. Not you, my lad, said the captain good humoredly. Never mind your looks, so long as your art's in the right place. We're safe enough, doctor, and I should say that nothing better could have happened. Niggers is only niggers, but treat them well, and they ain't so very bad. You let young Squire Carstairs here ask the chief, and he'll go with you, and take half his people, to try to find the professor. Ah, and fight for you too, like trumps. Do you think so, I said? Think! I'm sure of it, and I'm all right now. Now be glad to see me and trade with me. I'm glad you made me set those chaps free. And what has become of the crew of the other schooner, I said anxiously? Nobbled, said the captain, and Sarvam right. Tit for tat, that's all. Men who plays at those games must expect to lose sometimes. They've lost. Heavy. Change the subject. It's makin' young six-foot-rule stare, and you look as wide as if you were going to be served the same. Where's the doctor? He said he was going to see to the injured men, I replied. Come, and let's look how he's getting on, said the captain. It's all right now. No one will interfere with us more than mob in a bit, because we're curiosities. Come on. I followed the captain, the blacks giving way, but following us closely, and then crowding up close to the door of the great tent, where the doctor was very busy repairing damages, as he called it, clipping away woolly locks, strapping up again, and finishing off dressings that he had roughly commenced on board. During the next few days we were the honored guests of the savages, going where we pleased, and having everything that the place produced. The captain moored his vessel in a snug anchorage and drove a roaring trade, bartering the stores he had brought for shells, feathers, bird skins, and other productions of the island. Jip was brought on shore and went suspiciously about the place, with his head close up to his master's long, thin legs. For though he had tolerated, and was very good friends with Jimmy, he would not have any dealings with the New Guinea folk. It did not seem to be the black skins or their general habits, but Jack Penny declared it was their gummed-out, moppy heads. These seeming to irritate the dogs so that, being a particularly well-taught animal, he seemed to find it necessary to control his feelings and keep away from the savages, lest he should find himself constrained to bite. The consequence was that, as I have said, he used to go about with his head close to his master's legs, often turning his back on the people about him. While I have known him sometimes to take refuge with me and thrust his nose right into my hand, as if he wished to make it a muzzle to keep him from dashing at some chief. I hope he won't grab hold of any of them, Jack Penny said to me one day in his deliberate fashion, because if he does take hold it's such a hard job to make him let go again. And I say, Joe Carstairs, if ever he's by you and these niggers begin to jump about, you lay hold of him and get him away. Why, I said. Well, you see, Droll Jack, Jip ain't a human being. I know that, I replied. Yes, I suppose so, said Jack. Jip's wonderfully clever, and he thinks a deal. But just now I know as well as can be, that he's in a sort of doubt. He thinks these blacks are a kind of kangaroos, but he isn't sure. If they begin to jump about, that will settle it, and he'll go at them and get speared. And if any one of them sticks a spear into Jip, there's going to be about the biggest row there ever was. That one the other day won't be anything to it. Then I shall do all I can to keep Jip quiet, I said, smiling at Jack's serious way of speaking, what he must have known was nonsense. After that I went out of the hut, where Jack Penny was doing what the captain called straightening his back. That is to say, lying down, gazing up at the palm-thatched rafters, a very favorite position of his, and joined some of the blacks employing my time in trying to pick up bits and scraps of their language so as to be able to make my way about among the people when we were left alone. I found the doctor was also trying hard to master the tongue, and at the same time we attempted to make the chiefs understand the object of our visit, but it was labor in vain. The blacks were thoroughly puzzled, and I think our way of pointing at ourselves and then away into the bush only made them think that we wanted fruit or birds. The time sped on while the captain was carrying on his trade. The blacks daily returning from the ship with common knives and hatchets and brass wire, the latter being a favorite thing for which they eagerly gave valuable skins. My wound rapidly healed and I was eager to proceed up the country, our intention being to go from village to village searching until we discovered the lost man. And I don't know what to say to it, said the captain, just before parting. I'm afraid you'll get to some village and then stop, for the blacks won't let you go on. But I tell you what, I shall be always trading backwards and forwards for the next two years. And I shall coast about, looking up fresh places so as to be handy, if you want a bit of help. And I can't say fairer than that, can I, doctor? If you'll keep about the coast all you can, said the doctor, and be ready should we want them to supply us with powder and odds and ends to replenish our stores, you will be doing us an inestimable service. Whenever we go to a coast village we shall leave some sign of our having been there, a few words chalked on a tree or a hut, something to tell you that English people have passed that way. All right, and I shall do something of the kind, said the captain. And look here. I should make this village a sort of rendezvous, if I was you, for you'll always be safe with these people. Yes, this shall be headquarters, said the doctor. Hey, Joe? I nodded. And now there's one more thing, said the captain. Six foot rule. I suppose I'm to take him back. If you mean me, Droll Jack Penny, entering the hut with Jip? No, you mustn't take him back, for I ain't going. If Joe car stares don't want me, I don't want him. The country's as free for one as Tother, and I'm going to have a look around along with Jip. But really, my dear fellow, said the doctor. I think you'd better give up this idea. Didn't know you could tell what's best here, said Jack Stoutly. Taint a physically thing. But it will be dangerous, Jack. You see, we have run great risks already. I said, for now, the time for the captain's departure had arrived, and it seemed a suitable occasion for bringing Jack to his senses. Well, who said it wouldn't be dangerous, he said, sulkily? Jip and me ain't no more afraid than you are. Of course not, I said. Taint no more dangerous for me and a big dog than it is for you and your black fella. I don't want to come along with you, I tell you, if you don't want me. My dear Jack, I said, I should be glad of your company, only I'm horrified at the idea of your running risks for your own sake. Suppose anything should happen to you, what then? Jack straightened up his long, lopidy body, and looked himself all over in a curious, depreciatory fashion, and then said in a half melancholy, half- laughing manner. Well, if something did happen it wouldn't spoil me, and if I was killed, nobody wouldn't care. Anyhow, I shan't go back with the captain. Nonsense, my lad, said the latter, kindly. I was a bit rough when I found you'd stowed yourself on board, but that was only my way. You can come back along with me. You're welcome as welcome, and we shan't never be bad friends again. Would you take Jip to, said Jack? What, the dog? I, that I would, wouldn't I, old fella, said the captain, and Jip got up slowly, gave his tail a couple of wags slowly and deliberately as his master might have moved, and ended by laying his head upon the captain's knee. Thank ye, captain, said Jack, nodding in a satisfied way, and some day I'll ask you to take me back. But I'm going to find Joe Carstair's father first, and if they won't have me along with them, I'd say I shall go without them, and do it myself. The end of it all was that we shook hands most heartily with the captain next day. And that evening, as the doctor, Jack Penny, Jimmy, Jip, and I stood on the beach, we could see the schooner rounding a point at the Great Island, and with a great red ball of fire, the sun, turning her sails into gold, till the darkness came down suddenly, as it does in these parts. And then, though there was the loud buzzing of hundreds of voices about the huts, we English folks seemed to feel that we were alone, as it were, and cut off from all the world. While for the first time, as I lay down to sleep that night, listening to the low boom of the water, the immensity, so to speak, of my venture seemed to strike me, giving me a chill of dread. That had not passed off when I woke up at daybreak next morning to find it raining heavily, and everything looking as doleful and depressing as a strange place will look at such a time as this. End of Chapter 9 How I Was Not Made Into Pie Chapter 10 of Bunya Plan This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information, or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org Bunyaplan by George Manville Finn Chapter 10 How We Saw Strange Things You rascal, I exclaimed! How dare you! Here, doctor, what is to be done? How am I to punish him? Send him back, said the doctor, or, no, we'll leave him here at the village. Jimmy leaped up from where he had been squirming, as Jack Penny called it, on the ground, and began to bound about, brandishing his wadi, and killing nothing with blows on the head. No, no, he shouted! No, send Jimmy back! Masked Joe, leave Jimmy! Jimmy, kill all a black fellow dead! Now look here, sir, I said, seizing him by the ear, and bringing him to his knees. Proceedings, which big, strong fellow as he was, he submitted to, with the greatest of humility. I'm not going to have you spoil our journey by any of your wild pranks. If ever you touch one of the people again, back you go to the station, to eat damper, and mutton, and minesheep. Jimmy, no, go back, minesheep! Set again, minesheep! Jimmy, go long, Masked Joe! Then behave yourself, I cried, letting him rise, and he jumped to his feet with the satisfaction of a forgiven child. In fact, it always seemed to me that the black fellows of Australia, when they had grown up, were about as old in brains as an English boy of nine or ten. That morning we had made our start after days of preparation, and the chiefs of the village, with a party of warriors, came to see us part of the way, those who stayed behind with the women and children joining in a kind of yell, to show their sorrow at our departure. The chief had offered half a dozen of his people for guides, and we might have had fifty, but six seemed plenty for our purpose, since, as the doctor said, we must work by diplomacy, and not by force. So this bright morning we had started in high spirits and full of excitement, and the great band of glistening skin blacks had parted from us, and our journey seemed now to have fairly begun, as we plunged directly into the forest, the six men with us acting as bearers. We had not gone far before our difficulties began, through the behaviour of Jimmy, who, on the strength of his knowledge of English, his connection with the white men, and above all the possession of clothes, which for comfort's sake he had once more confined to a pair of old trousers whose legs were cut off at mid-thigh, had begun to display his conceit and superiority, in his own estimation, over the black bearers, by strutting along beside them, frowning, and poking at them with a spear. At last he went so far as to strike one fine tall fellow over the shoulders, with the result that the new guinea man threw down his load, the others followed suit, and all made rapid preparations for a fight. Umblesi was with me, I must do Jimmy the credit of saying, that he did not turn tail, but threw himself into an attitude as if about to hurl his spear, and blood would undoubtedly had been shed, had I not taken it upon myself to interfere, to the great satisfaction of our bearers. Order then was restored, the loads were resumed, and Jimmy, who did not seem in the least degree abashed by being degraded before the men he had ill-treated, strutted on, and the journey was continued, everyone on the lookout for dangerous beast or savage man. The doctor and I carried revolvers and double-barreled guns, one barrel being charged with ball. Jack Penny was delighted by being similarly furnished, and in addition he asked for an axe, which he carried stuck in his belt. We were each provided with a similar weapon, ready to hand at times to the blacks, who were always ready to set down their burdens and make short work of the wild vines and growth that often impeded our path. We had determined, I say we, for from the moment of starting the doctor had begun to treat me as his equal in every sense, and consulted me on every step we took, all of which was very pleasant and flattering to me, but I often felt as if I would rather be dependent upon him. We had then determined to strike into the country until we reached the banks of a great river whose course we meant to follow, right up to the sources in the mountains. There were good reasons for this, as a moment's thought will show. To begin with, we were in a land of no roads, and most of our journey would be through dense forest, whereas there was likely to be a certain amount of open country about the riverbanks. Then we were always sure of a supply of water. Game is always most abundant, both birds and beasts, near a river, and of course there is always a chance of getting fish. Fruit might also be found, and what was more, the villages of the natives, not upon the coast, were nearly always upon the rivers. Of course on the other hand there were plenty of dangers to be risked by following a river's course. Fever, noxious beast and insect, inimical natives and the like, but if we had paused to think of the dangers, we might very well have shrunk from our task, so we put thoughts of that kind behind us, and journeyed on. At first, after getting through a dense patch of forest, we came upon open plains, and a part of the country that looked like a park, and as I trudged on with fresh objects of interest springing up at every turn I found myself wondering whether my poor father had passed this way, and as I grew weary I began to take the most desponding views of the venture, and to think that, after all, perhaps he was dead. That we were, in a part, not much trouble by human beings, we soon found, by the tainness of the birds, and the number of deer that dashed frightened away from time to time, hardly giving us a glimpse of their dappled skins before they were lost in the jungly growth. The walking had grown more difficult as the day wore on, and at last the great trees began to give place to vegetation of a different kind. Instead of timber, we were walking amongst palm-like growths and plants with enormous succulent leaves. Great climbers twined and twisted one with another, unless they found some tree up which they seemed to force their way to reach the open sunshine, forming a splendid shelter from the ardent rays when we wished to rest. There was no attempt during the morning to make use of our guns. For at first we moved watchfully, always on the lookout for enemies, seeing danger in every moving leaf and starting at every rustling dash made by some frightened animal that crossed our path. By degrees, though, we grew more confident, but still kept up our watchfulness, halting at midday beside a little clear stream in a spot so lovely that it struck me as being a shame that no one had a home there to revel in its beauties. The water ran bubbling along amongst mossy rocks and overhung by gigantic ferns. There were patches of the greenest grass, and close by, offering a shade, was a clump of large trees whose branches strewed brightly colored flowers to the earth. A flock of gorgeously plummaged birds were noisily chattering and shrieking in the branches, and though they fled on our first coming, they came back directly and began climbing and swinging about so near that I could see that they were a small kind of parrot full of strange antics and apparently playing at searching for their food. We'll have two hours rest here, said the doctor. A good meal and perhaps a nap, and our feet bathed in the cool water, and the rest of the day's journey will come easier. But hadn't we better get on, I said anxiously. Slow and sure must be our motto, Joe, said the doctor. We have hundreds of miles to tramp, so we must not begin by knocking ourselves up. Patience, my boy. Patience. And we shall win. As soon as he saw that we were going to stop for rest and refreshment, Jimmy began to rub the center of his person and make a rush for the native basket that contained our food, from which he had to be driven, for though generally, quite unlike many of his fellow countrymen, Jimmy was scrupulously honest he could not be trusted near food. There was no stopping to lay the cloth and arranged knives and forks. We each drew our heavy knife and filled a cup of our little canteen from the stream before setting to at a large cold bird that we had brought with us, one shot by the doctor the day before, and cooked ready for the expedition. I cannot give you its name, only tell you that it was as big as a turkey and had a beautiful crest of purple and green. We had brought plenty of damper, too, a preparation of flour that I daresay I need not stop to describe, as everyone now must know that in Australia it takes the place of ordinary bread. The native carriers were well provided for, and my depression passed off as the restful contented feeling induced by a good meal came over me. As for Jack Penny, he spread himself out along the ground, resting his thin body, and went on eating with his eyes half shut, while Jip, his dog, came close alongside him and set respectfully waiting till his master balanced a bone across his nose, which Jip tossed in the air, caught between his jaws, and then there was a loud crunching noise for a few minutes, and the dog was waiting again. Jimmy was eating away steadily and well, as if he felt it to be his bounden duty to carry as much of the store of food neatly packed away inside him as it was possible to stow, when he suddenly caught sight of Jip and stopped short, with his mouth open, and a serious investigating look in his eyes. He saw the dog supplied twice with what he evidently looked upon as dainty bits, and a broad smile came over his countenance, then he looked annoyed and disappointed, and as if jealous of the favour shown to the beast. The result was that he left the spot where he had been lying halfway between us and the carriers, and went to the stream, where he lay flat down with his lips in the water and drank, and then came quietly up to my side, where he squatted down in as near an imitation of Jip as he could assume, pouting out his lips and nose and waiting for a bone. The doctor burst out laughing, while I could not tell whether to set it down to artfulness or to simple animal nature on the poor fellow's part. However, I was too English at heart to lower my follower, so I did not treat him like a dog, but hacked off a good bone and sent him to his place. We thoroughly enjoyed our meal, and, as the doctor said, somewhat lightened our loads, when, all at once, it seemed to me that a spasm ran through Jack Penny where he lay. Then, as I watched him, I saw his hands stealing toward his gun, and he looked at me and pointed towards where a dense patch of big trees formed a sort of buttress against the great green wall of the forest. For a few moments I could see nothing, and then I started, and my hand also went towards my piece, for peering around the trunk of one of the trees and evidently watching us was one of the most hideous-looking faces I had ever seen. The eyes were bright and overhung by dark wrinkled brows, and seen in the half-light the head seemed as large as that of a man. In fact, I was convinced that it was some fierce savage playing the spy upon our actions. I felt better when I had fast hold of my gun, not that I meant to fire, only to protect myself. And I was reaching out afoot to awaken the doctor who had thrown himself back with his hat over his face. When I found the jib had caught sight of the hideous countenance, and with a fierce bay he dashed at the creature. Jack Penny and I started to our feet, Jimmy went after the dog, waddy in hand, and his yell awakened the doctor who also sprang to his feet just in time to see the creature leap up at a pendant branch, swing itself up into the tree and disappear amongst the thick leafage, while jib barked furiously below. Big monkey that, my lad, said the doctor. I did not know we should see anything so large. Jack Penny was all eagerness to follow and get a shot at the animal, but though he looked in all directions, and jib kept baying, first at the foot of one tree, then at the foot of the other, he did not see it again. Where it went it was impossible to say. Perhaps it traveled along the upper branches, swinging itself from bow to bow by its long arms, but if it did, it was all so silently that not so much as a leaf rustled, and we were all at fault. I was not sorry for the idea of shooting anything so like a human being, and for no reason whatever, was rather repugnant to my feelings, so that I did not share in my companion's disappointment. Depend upon it he has not gone far, said the doctor, when Jack Penny stood staring at the tree where we saw the ape, first. There lie down my lad and rest, and, hello, what's the matter with Jimmy? I turned to see the black standing close by, his waddy in one hand, his boomerang in the other, head bent, knees relaxed, an expression of the greatest horror in his face, as he shivered from head to foot and shook his head. Why, what's the matter, Jimmy? I cried. Bunyep! he whispered. Big Bunyep, devil! Devil! Eat all a man up! Bunyep, up a tree! Get out, I said. It was a big monkey. Yes, big Bunyep, monkey! Come way! For the sudden disappearance of the ape had impressed Jimmy with the idea that it was what the Scottish peasants call nocanny, and as it was his first interview with one of these curious creatures there was some excuse for his apparent fear, though I'm not certain that it was not assumed. For Jimmy was no coward as long as he was not called upon to encounter the familiar demons of his people, the word Bunyep being perhaps too often in his mouth. The black's dread went off as quickly as it came, when he found that he was not noticed, and for the next two hours we lay resting, Jack Penny and I seeing too many objects of interest to care for sleep. Now it would be a great beetle glistening in green and gold, giving vent to a deep-toned buzzing hum as it swept by. Then a great butterfly, eight or nine inches across, would come flitting through the trees to be succeeded by something so swift to flight and so rapid in the flutter of its wings that we were in doubt whether it was a butterfly or one of the beautiful sunbirds that we saw flashing in the sunshine from time to time. It proved afterwards to be a butterfly or day-moth, for we saw several of them afterwards in the course of our journey. Over the birds Jack Penny and I had several disputes, for once he took anything into his head, even if he was wrong he would not give way. These are hummingbirds, he said, as we lay watching some of the lovely little creatures that were hovering before the flowers of a great creeper and seemed to be thrusting in their long beaks. No, I said, they're not hummingbirds, and I spoke upon my mother's authority, she in turn resting on my father's teaching. There are no hummingbirds here, they are found in America and the islands. And out here, said Jack, dictatorially, there they are, can't you see them? No, I said those are sunbirds, and they take the place of hummingbirds out here in the east. Nonsense, think I don't know a hummingbird when I see one. Why, I saw one at Sydney, stuffed. When you two have done disputing, said the doctor, we'll start. Look here, doctor, ain't those hummingbirds, said Jack? No, no, doctor, I cried. They are sunbirds, are they not? I don't know, said the doctor. Let's make haste on and ask the professor. I sprang to my feet as if stung by a reproach, for it seemed to me. As if I had been thinking of trifles, instead of the great object of my mission. It was intensely hot when we started again, the heat seeming to be steamy and not a breath of air to fan our cheeks. But we trudged on for a time without adventure, till all at once a butterfly of such lovely colors flashed across our path that it proved too much for Jack Penny, who laid down his gun, snatched off his hat, and went in pursuit. We could not go on and leave him, so we stopped to rest and watch him as he was hopping and bounding along through a tolerably open sunlit part, full of growth of the most dazzling green. Now he neared the insect, now it dashed off again, and led him a tremendous chase, till, just as the doctor shouted to him to return, we saw him make a dab down with his hat and then disappear. He has got it, I said, for I could not help feeling interested in the chase, but I felt annoyed again directly as the doctor said coldly, yes, he seems to have caught his prize, Joe, but we must defer these sports till our work is done. Just then we saw Jack Penny rise up and turn towards us. To hide my vexation I shouted to him to make haste, and he began to trot towards us, his long body bending and swaying about as he ran. Then he jumped and jumped again, and the doctor shaded his eyes with his hands. He has got into a swampy patch, he said, of course. There's a bit of stream runs along there, and, ow, came in a dismal yell, followed by a furious barking, as we saw Jack make a tremendous jump and then disappear. Help, help, came from among some dense green growth, and hurrying forward we at last came inside of our companion, at least inside of his head and shoulders, and we could not approach him for the ground gave way beneath our feet, the bright green moss almost floating upon a treacherous bog. Hold on, shouted the doctor, we'll help you directly, and taking out his big knife he began to hack at some small bamboos which grew in thick clumps about us. Make haste, moaned Jack, I'm sinking, and we could see Jip, who was howling furiously, tearing at the soft green moss as if to dig his master out. Give Jimmy Knife, said the black, who was grinning and enjoying Jack Penny's predicament. I handed him mine, and he too cut down armfuls of the young green bamboo. The carriers coming up now and helping, when, taking a bundle at a time, Jimmy laid them down, dancing lightly over them with his bare feet, and troubling himself very little about danger, as he made a sort of green path right up to Jack. His black fellow pull up, shouted Jimmy, but I ran up to where he was, and each taking one of Jack's hands he gave a wiggle, floundered a bit, and then we had him out covered with black mud, and though we were standing up he would not trust himself just then erect, but crept after us on hands and knees, the soft bog beneath us going up and down like a wave. As soon as he was quite safe there was a hardy laugh at Jack Penny's expense, and the doctor, dryly, asked for the butterfly. Oh, I caught him, said Jack, but I lost him when I trod on that great beast. What great beast, I said. Crocodile, fifty-foot long, drawled Jack. Say, sixty, said the doctor. Well, I hadn't time to measure him, drawled Jack. I trod upon one, and he heaved up, and that made me jump into a soft place, and ug, what's that? I was very doubtful about Jack's crocodile, but there was no mistake about the object that had made him utter this last cry of disgust. They're pricking me horrid, he shouted, and we found that he had at least twenty large leeches busily at work, vanquitting upon his blood. The black set to work picking them off and scraping him clear of the thick vegetable mud that adhered to him, and with the promise that he was to have a good bathe in the first clear water we encountered, we once more started, Jack looking anything but cheerful, but stubbornly protesting that it was wonderful how comfortable his wet clothes made him feel. Master Jack had to listen to a lecture from the doctor, in which the latter pointed out that if success was to attend our expedition it would not do for the various members to be darting off at their good pleasure in search of butterflies, and at first Jack looked very grim and frowned as if about to resent it all. To my surprise, however, he replied, I see, doctor, we must be like soldiers in mind the captain. Well, all right, I won't do so any more. I'm sure you will not, said the doctor, holding out his hand. You see, we must have discipline in our little corps so as to be able fully to confide in each other in case of emergency. We must be men. Jack scratched his head and looked roofily from one to the other. That's just what I want to be, doctor, he drawled, but I'm always doing something that makes me seem like a small boy. I'm grown up a deal, but somehow I don't feel a bit older than I used to be years ago. Ah, well, wait a bit, Penny, replied the doctor, and we will not say any more about the butterfly hunt. Jack's brow seemed to grow as wrinkled as that of an old man, and he was very solemn for the rest of the day, during which we tramped on through the forest, its beauties seeming less attractive than in the freshness of the early morning, and the only striking thing we saw was a pack of small monkeys, which seemed to have taken a special dislike to Jimmy, following him from tree to tree, chattering and shrieking the while, and at last putting the black in a passion and making him throw his boomerang savagely up in return for the nuts that were showered down. Bad black fellow, he said to me indignantly, come down, Jimmy fight 2040 all at once. He flourished his club and showed me how he would clear the ground, but the monkeys did not accept the challenge, and that night we halted under a great tree covered with a scarlet plum-like fruit, and proceeded to set up our tent as a shelter to keep off the heavy dew. End of Chapter 11 Chapter 12 of Bunyip Land This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Bunyip Land by George Manville Finn Chapter 12 How Watch Was Kept By Night The sheet which I have called our tent was stretched over a low bow and secured to pegs at the four corners, being all open at the sides, so that as I lay I could gaze right away in any direction. On one side there was gloom, with the tall pillar-like tree trunks standing up gray and indistinct. On the other side there was the bright fire, which was as dangerous, I thought, as it was useful. For though it served to keep off wild beasts, it was likely to attract savage men, just as moths fly to a flame. As I lay there I could see the doctor keeping watch, and beside him one of the natives, whose black face looked curious and ghastly with the bandage he wore round his head. For this was one of the men who had been seized by the captain of the other schooner, and who had eagerly volunteered to be of our party. This man was gazing intently at the doctor as if eager to catch the slightest indication of a wish, and so still and misty did he look in the weird light that but for the flaming of the fire from his eyes it would have been hard to tell that he was a living being. Though it was not cold, our black followers all slept close about the fire, Jimmy being the nearest, so close in fact that he seemed as if he were being prepared for a feast on the morrow, and this idea of roasting came the more strongly from the fact that we were in a land whose inhabitants were said to have certain weaknesses toward a taste for human joints. Jack Penny was sleeping heavily close to me, and at regular intervals seemed to announce that he was dreaming of eating, for his lips gave vent over and over again to the word pork. Sometimes this regular snoring sound annoyed me, but I forgot it again directly as I lay sleepless there, now watching the gloom of the forest, now the flickering and dancing light of the fire as the wood crackled and burned, and the sparks and smoke went straight up till they were lost on high amid the densely thick branches overhead. It was a curious sensation to be there in that awful solitude, thinking of my past adventures and wondering what the next day might bring forth. I wanted to sleep and rest so as to rise refreshed when the doctor called me two hours after midnight when I was to relieve guard, but sleep would not come, and I lay fidgeting about, wondering how it was possible that such a small twig could set up so much irritation beneath my back. Then, just as I thought I was going off, there would be the sensation as some creeping insect crawling about over my face and in amongst the roots of my hair. Then, after impatiently knocking it away, something seemed to be making its way at my sleeve, to be succeeded by something else in the leg of my trousers, while I had hardly got rid of this sensation when a peculiarly clammy cold touch taught me that either a lizard or a snake was crawling over my feet. This last I felt constrained to bear for a movement might result in the bite of some poisonous creature, while by lying still I might escape. At last I really was dropping off into a sound sleep, when all at once I started into wakefulness, fascinated as it were by the sight of something shining in the black darkness to the left of our fire. With a shudder running through me I rose to my elbow at the same moment seizing my gun, when a single intent glance convinced me that I was right, for certainly some creature was watching the doctor and probably crouching before making a deadly bound. I cocked the piece softly, holding the trigger the while, so that there should be no sharp click, and in another moment I should have fired, after careful aim between the two bright glaring eyes. When the doctor made a movement and the animal darted aside and went bounding off just giving me a glimpse of its form, which was that of a small deer. I saw the doctor shade his eyes and stand watching the flying creature. Then stooping down he picked up a few branches that had been gathered ready, and made the fire blaze more brightly. As the glow increased I saw something which there was no mistaking for a harmless deer. For not ten yards away there was a large cat-like creature crouching close to the ground, while, to make assurance doubly sure, there came from between its bared and glistening white teeth a low angry snarl. I took aim and tried to get a good sight at its head, but hesitated to draw a trigger, for the glow from the fire made appearances deceptive. The body of the cat-like beast seeming to waver up and down, and directly after the creature moved and its head was covered by a low bush. But the doctor and his companion had both seen the animal, which uttered a menacing roar as the former stepped forward, snatched a piece of burning wood from the fire, and hurdled it toward the beast, his example being followed by the new guinea man. The result was a furious roar, and the great cat bounded away toward the forest. This brought Jip to his feet with a fierce volley of barking, and he would have been off in pursuit but for his master, who woke up and ran out, exclaiming, Dingles after the sheep! Dingles after the sheep! Here, Jip! Boy! Here, Jip! Here, eh? I say, is anything the matter? No, no, all right, cried the doctor. I thought I was at home, said Jack, rubbing his eyes, and oh, how sleepy I am. Lie down again, then, said the doctor, and Jack obeyed, Jip following and curling up close by his master, who very soon resumed his heavy breathing, in so objectionable a manner that I felt over and over again as if I should like to kick him and wake him up. For there is nothing on earth so annoying as to be unable to sleep when someone close by is snoring away in happy oblivion. As I lay there with my face turned from the fire so that it should not keep me awake, I felt more and more the sensation of awe produced by being there in the midst of that wild place. While I was perfectly still, my eyes were directed upwards in amongst the branches of the great tree, now illumined by the bright flame of our fire, and by degrees I made out that these boughs were peopled by birds and what seem to be squirrels, and all more or less excited by the unaccustomed light. I lay gazing up at them, seeing the different objects very indistinctly in the dancing light, and then all at once it seemed to me that one particular branch was rising and falling slowly with a peculiar movement. It was a strange wave emotion, which was the more remarkable from the fact that there was no wind. But after a moment or two's thought, I fancied I had found the cause in the heated air produced by the fire. But that did not explain what next took place in the smoky obscurity above the fire. For the branch seemed to wave about more and more, and then to lengthen, and I made sure that it was the shadow I saw. But directly after a thrill ran through me as I recalled that these creatures were fond of nestling high up in branches where they captured birds and monkeys, and I said in a low-horse whisper, Why, it's a snake! There was no doubt about the matter, for as it swung lower, holding on by its tail I could see that it was indeed a snake, evidently of considerable length, and about as thick as my arm. It had been aroused from probably a torpid state by the fumes of the fire, and was now descending from bow to bow to reach the earth, and I paused for a time, asking myself what I had better do. The result was that I overcame the unwillingness I felt to move and crept so softly toward the doctor that I was able to lay my hand upon his shoulder before he heard me approach. Why, Joe, he exclaimed, starting, I thought it was an enemy. Yes, there he is, I said, with a shutter, and I pointed up among the branches. The black who was the doctor's fellow watcher had seen me approach, and following with his eyes the direction pointed to by my hand he too looked up into the tree, where, glistening in the firelight, there was the reptile swinging slowly to and fro with a pendulum-like motion. In spite of the horror inspired by such a creature, free and within a few yards of where I was standing, I could not help noticing the beauty of the scales which shone in the firelight as if of burnished bronze. But I had little time for examination. One moment I was noting the head and curved neck of the reptile. The next there was a sharp twanging noise, and I saw the serpent's head jerk upwards. Then what seemed to be a massive thick rope fell near the fire. There was a tremendous lashing and tossing about, and when the doctor and I approached the spot cautiously with our guns, it was to find that the reptile had glided off into the forest depths. A good shot for a bow and arrow, said the doctor, turning to our black companion who smiled complacently, our manner plainly showing him that we were admiring his skill. You are getting a poor night's rest, Joe, said the doctor, smiling. Now go and lie down again. It's of no use, I said fretfully. I can't sleep, and I only lie thinking about home and him. I shall stay and watch. The doctor protested, but finding it last that I was unwilling to lie down again, he said. Well, I am quite different, for I am so tired that I cannot keep awake. I will go and lie down if you promise to come and wake me up as soon as you are drowsy. Mind and keep up a good blaze. I replied that he might be sure of that. Don't fire unnecessarily, he continued. If any wild animal comes near, a piece of burning wood will scare it away at once. Has it did that great cat, I said? Did you see then, he said? I have not been asleep for a minute. I replied, What was it, a tiger? Tiger? No, my lad, he said, laughing. I don't think we shall see any tigers here. There, I shall yon my head off if I stop here talking. Good night. He walked to the shelter, and I went and sat down next to our black companion, who smiled a welcome, and thinking this a favorable opportunity. I set to work to try and increase my knowledge of the language, by lifting up different objects and making the black give me their native name, which I tried to imitate as well as I could. He was very intelligent, grasping my meaning at once, and repeating the words again and again till I was nearly perfect when he laughed with childlike pleasure. The time passed so quickly in this occupation that I was quite startled by hearing a wild, resonant cry that seemed to echo through the forest arcades. Then there was a succession of piercing screams, followed by loud whistling and muttering. A monkey started a chattering noise which was answered from a distance with a hundredfold power, and looking about me, I found that the day was breaking and the night watch at an end. The change from night to morning is very rapid near the equator, and soon the sun was making bright and attractive places that had looked awful and full of hidden dangers in the night. While, in place of the depression produced by the darkness, I felt eager sensations and desires springing up within my heart and a strong inclination to get forward once more upon our journey. We made a very hearty meal before the sun was much above the horizon. Our simple packing was soon done, and we were not long before we were well on the road of discovery. I expected to be very tired and sleepy, but to my surprise I did not feel in the least the worst for my restless night, and we trudged along pretty swiftly when the land was open, slowly and toilsomely when tangled growth obstructed our way. I was too much occupied with thoughts of my father to pay much heed to the fruits and flowers that we came upon in many spots. Besides, I was on before with Jack Penny and Jip in front of us very intelligently leading the way. There was, I knew, always the chance of meeting some danger, and on this account we kept a very sharp lookout ahead, till suddenly we were stopped by a strange noise as of water being struck a succession of heavy blows. And as Jip set up his ears, threw back his nose and uttered a low whimper, there was the click of gunlocks, and everyone prepared for some coming danger, the blacks remaining quiet, looking wonderingly at our strange proceedings. The sound ceased as suddenly as it had begun, and though we listened intently we heard it no more for that time, so we continued our journey with everyone thoroughly on the alert. End of Chapter 12 How Watch Was Kept By Night Chapter 13 Of Bunyep Land This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Bunyep Land by George Manville Finn Chapter 13 How Jack Penny Put His Foot In A Trap We had made our plans, but they were very elastic, for it was impossible for us to keep to any hard and fast line. No, Joe, the doctor said, we cannot say that we will do this or that. We must be governed by circumstances. We have one object in view, to find your father, and so far we have determined to follow the course of the first big river. When we shall be diverted from it, time must prove. We slept that night under the shade of another tree, and as the mist rolled off the next morning we started once again. It was so glorious a morning that, in spite of the serious nature of our position, it was impossible not to feel in the highest of spirits. The way, lay through dense forest, but we had fallen into a track which I at first thought was a regular pathway, and so it proved to be, but not of the kind I imagined, as I eagerly called the doctor's attention to it, and the ease with which we were now getting along. No, Joe, he said, this is not a path used by human beings. Look down at the footprints. I looked down to see the hoof marks of innumerable wild creatures, and said so. Yes, replied the doctor, it is a track down to the river, followed by the animals that go to drink, and we shall not be long before we get to the water side. Our way did not seem wearisome, for there was so much to see, the birds in particular taking my attention greatly. One moment a flock of black cockatoos would fly screaming by, then a cloud of brilliantly colored parakeets, and in one opening we came upon what looked at first like a gigantic beech tree, completely alive with tiny blue and green parrots about the size of sparrows, climbing, fluttering, chattering, and chirping, now with their heads up, now heads down, and forming one of the prettiest sights I had ever seen. I could have shot twenty or thirty together as they sat and rose upon the bare branches, so little did they heed our presence, but it was unnecessary to destroy very little lives, and we passed on. I was less merciful an hour later, for food was a necessity, and I was fortunate enough to bring down at the first shot a beautiful little deer that started up in our very path. My shot seemed to alarm the whole forest and set it in an uproar. Birds shrieked, monkeys chattered, and to right and left there was a rushing crackling noise, as of big creatures seeking flight. There was a deep-mouthed howl, too, away on our right that made me look anxiously at the doctor. I don't know, Joe, he replied, as if in answer to a spoken question. There may be tigers here, and leopards, and old men of the woods, big as ourselves. It is New Land, my lad, so don't look to me for information. That big bunyup said Jimmy in a scared whisper. Take Blackfella, kill'em, eat'em! Just then we heard the same beating noise that had fallen upon our ears the previous day. That big bunyup beat'em gin, whispered Jimmy, with a curious, Austrian look in his countenance. Taint said Jack Penny slowly. I don't believe in bunyups. If it was a bunyup beating his gin, she'd halloa out like hooray, and squeak the leaves off the trees. Frade Squeak said Jimmy eagerly, as he caught Jack's meaning. Well, perhaps Jimmy's right, said the doctor, slowly, and as I've never seen a bunyup, the present is a favourable opportunity, and we can interfere to stop him from too severely castigating his wife. Come, Jimmy, lead on. Jimmy's jaw dropped, but his hands stole to his waistband from which he drew his wadi, talking slowly the while till, seeing the doctor make a movement towards him, he turned round and darted into the bush. He won't stop till he gets back to the village, draw'l Jack. He won't go further than the first big tree, I said, laughing. He's watching us now, I'll be bound. Then you and I will have to meet the bunyup Joe, said the doctor. Are you coming, Penny? Yes, I'll come, said Jack, quietly. I should like to see a bunyup. Come along. Jack went on, not first, for Jip started before him, and guided by the noise we pushed on amongst the dense growth, finding the earth grow moister beneath our feet, and then all at once it seemed as if the big trees had come to an end, and we were in a lighter place. There's the water I cried, as I caught sight of a flash. You'll be in it here directly same as I was, draw'l Jack. I say, doctor, ain't this the sort of place big snakes like? Hush, whispered the doctor, and pressing back the thick growth we advanced cautiously and following his example, I too stepped from tuft to tuft, listening to the beating noise and to the other sounds that arose. First there was the loud rustle of wings as some water birds flew up, long-legged creatures with far-stretching necks. Then on my left there was an ominous noise, as if something crawling among the reeds, and I shuddered as I saw that Jack Penny was holding his gun ready, and the gypsy's hair was bristling all about his neck while his teeth were bared. The doctor was some distance before us now, and I could see him peering between some bushes, and waving his hand to me to come forward. So, forgetting the danger, if danger there was, I went cautiously to my companion's side to gaze with astonishment at the scene before me. There was no bunyup or native Australian demon there, but a great shallow muddy pond or lake, which seemed as if it must be swarming with fish and crocodiles for every here and there, as the great rugged backs of the horrible lizards were seen pushing toward the shore. Shoals of silvery fish leaped out, flashing in the sunshine before they splashed back into the water. Here then was the secret of the mysterious noise which was being produced before my eyes. For the crocodiles were driving the shoals of fish into the little bays and creeks, and then stunning them by beating the water heavily with their tails, the result being that the paralyzed fish were easily devoured. I felt as if I could never tire of gazing at the monsters so busy before us. There must have been at least five and twenty, and all of large size, and it was not a pleasant thought to consider what would have been the consequences if we had attempted to wade across the lagoon. Before leaving, however, the doctor took out his glass and swept the shore of the great pond, to nod with satisfaction. This is only a sort of bay belonging to the river we are seeking, Joe, he said. Look there to the left and you can see the entrance choked up with reeds. We crept back cautiously to find Jimmy waiting our return. Then making a detour towards the lake, we soon reached the river along whose bank was a well-trodden path, in whose softer parts, besides those of deer, it was plain to see the ugly toes of crocodiles and the long trail they made as they dragged themselves along. We did not halt until we had left the crocodile pond a long way behind, but a fine, dry, open spot close to the flashing water of the swift river was so tempting that we did not go so far as we had intended. Here a fire was soon lit, and Jimmy sat watching the roasting of the buck with an indescribable look of satisfaction in his countenance. While, eager to try whether it would be possible to add to our provision store at any time from the river, I went on down to the water's edge, for if there were fish in such abundance in the lagoon I felt sure that if they would bite there must be plenty in the stream. My first idea had been to have a bath in the cool-looking water, but, seeing my intention, the black who had been my companion in the watch took my hand, led me cautiously along for a short distance, and then pointed to where there was lying, dimly outlined in the thickened water, one of the hideous creatures such as I had seen in the lagoon. The black then put his wrists together, spread wide his hands and closed them sharply upon my arm like a pair of jaws and snatched me sidewise with a good tug. I was quite satisfied, and nodding and shuddering I joined the doctor, who was ready enough to help me fish. We soon had our lines ready and baiting the hooks with pieces of raw meat we threw out and waited, after the manner of fishermen at home, for a bite. After a time I examined my bait and threw in again. Then the doctor examined his and threw in again, but neither of us had the slightest touch, and growing weary we went back to the fire to find the buck sufficiently roasted and Jimmy's eyes standing out of his head with hunger. So we made a hasty meal, left the blacks to finish it, and Jack Penny to rest his long body while we had another try at the fishing. But Jack Penny did not care to rest when anything was going on, and after we had been fishing without result for about half an hour he joined us. Caught anything, he said, and on our replying in the negative, here let me try, he said. I handed him my line, and he twisted it well round his hand. Fish run big sometimes, he said, nodding his head sedaciously. Don't leave your line like that, doctor, he added. Make it fast to that bow. The doctor obeyed, and leaving Jack looking very drowsy and dreamy, we too took our guns and started along the river bank, thinking that perhaps we might find something useful for the larder, the heat of the climate rendering it necessary for a supply to be obtained from day to day. It was a glorious walk past quiet bends of the river that were as still as ponds, and full of red and white lotus plants which shot up their lovely blossoms from amidst their floating lilicious leaves. Trees and places overhung the water, and great reeds of blossom or leaves of dazzling green were reflected on the surface. Insect life was abundant. Burnished beetles and lovely colored butterflies flitting from flower to flower. Birds too, especially waders and great creatures that I took to be pelicans, were busy in the shallows, where now and then a great crocodile wallowed through the mud evidently roused by our approach. For though we saw several of these creatures, not one gave the slightest sign of a disposition to attack. There we're not likely to see deer before evening when they come down to drink, said the doctor. Let's get back, Joe, my lad. The sun is not so powerful as it was, and we may as well make a fresh start. We were about three parts of the way back, finding some fresh object of interest at every turn, when I suddenly caught hold of my companion's arm, for a peculiar cry fell upon my ear. Something wrong, exclaimed the doctor, and we set off at a sharp run where the undergrowth would allow. A curious sensation of dread came over me, and a cold, damp feeling was on my brow and in the palms of my hands as the cry rose once more—a singularly doleful cry as of someone in great peril. Are you loaded, said the doctor, as we ran on, and his voice sounded hoarse with emotion. I nodded, for I could not speak, and full of the idea that our little camp had been attacked by savages, and that some of our followers were being killed, I ran on. It was hard work, and like running in a nightmare to get back to our starting place, for there was always some thorn or tangle that we had not noticed in our careful advance, seeming to stop us on our way. But at last we came within sight of the spot where we had left Jack Penny, but he was not there. There's something wrong at the camp, I panted. Be cool, replied the doctor, we may have to fire. Try and keep your nerve. Ah! This ejaculation was consequent upon our simultaneously catching sight of Jack Penny up to his armpits in the river, holding on by the branch of a tree. As he saw us he shouted lustily for help. It was no drawl now, but a sharp, quick shout. I ran down the bank, and the doctor following, we joined hands. When catching at Jack's wrist I held on tightly. Now then I said, as I gazed wonderingly at his ghastly face and staring eyes, let go, and we'll draw you ashore. No! No! he cried hoarsely. God hold of me! Drag me in! God hold? Of course, I said. We'll drag you in. One of those brutes has gotting Joe, cried the doctor excitedly, and his words sent such a thrill through me I nearly loosened my hold. Here, pull both together, he said, and he got down by my side and seized Jack Penny by the other arm. We gave a fierce drag to find that it was answered from below. Jack being nearly drawn out of our hands, his head going down nearly to the eyes, and for the moment it seemed as if we were to be drawn in as well. But fortunately Jack still had tight hold of the branch, to which he clung in the agony of desperation, and he uttered such a piercing cry that it served to arouse the sleeping blacks, the result being that as we were holding on and just maintaining our ground, Jimmy and Ty High, the black who had attached himself to me, came running down. They saw what was wrong, and Jimmy seized me, the black doing the same by Jimmy, with the effect of dragging poured Jack Penny farther and farther from the water, in spite of the struggles of the reptile that was trying to haul him back. First we had him out to the chest, and then to the hips, then nearly to the knees, and I never till then thoroughly realized what a lot there was of him, for it seemed as if he would never end. Hold on, cried the doctor, suddenly I'm going to loose him. No, no, panted Jack with a horrified look, but the doctor did loose his hold and caught up his gun. Now then he cried, all together, haul with all your might. We obeyed, and though we were for the moment mastered, we gave a good swing again, and it seemed as if Jack Penny must be dragged in too. It was like playing a game of French and English, and we were in danger of getting the worst of it. We saw what the doctor wanted, and that was to get the reptile so near the surface that he could fire. But as soon as we got poor Jack nearly ashore, the creature gave a tremendous tug making the water swirl, and the mud and sand from the bottom rise in clouds. This went on for five minutes, during which we were striving with all our might, when I nearly loose my hold. For Jack said in a low, despairing tone of voice, Joe Carstairs, don't let him have me till you've shot me first. I held fast, though, and the fight went on. Till, just as we were beginning to despair, the reptile came nearer to the surface. The ugly protuberances over its eyes were level with the water, and, bending down, the doctor reached out with his gun in one hand, held the muzzle close to the creature's eye, and fired. There was a tremendous sputter, and we were nearly forced to leave go. But the next moment there was no resistance but weight, and we drew Jack and his aggressor, a crocodile about ten feet long, right up to the bank, the monster's jaws which had closed over one of Jack's stoutly booted feet, remaining fast, though the upper part of its head was all blown away. That, a big bunyup, cried Jimmy, forcing the end of his spear through the reptile's jaws, and trying to push them open, which he did with his companion's help, and Jack Penny was free to limp feebly for a few yards and sink down amongst the reeds. Jimmy did not seem in the least afraid of the bunyup now, for hacking off a long, live cane, he put it over the reptile's jaw, and twisting it tightly rope fashion. He and Ty Hyde dragged it right away from the water, and, avoiding the frantic lashings of its tail, they turned it over with their spears, used like levers, and kept on stabbing it in its tender underparts until it ceased to struggle, when Jimmy turned it over again, and began to perform a triumphant war dance on its back. Meanwhile, poor Jack Penny, who had been nearly speechless, began to revive. That's better, said the doctor. Now let me look at your foot. Has he bit it right off, said Jack faintly? I can't feel it, just when I needed it so badly too. Bit it off? No, I cried. Is it much hurt, doctor? I can't tell till I have unlaced his boot, he replied. Tell me if I hurt you much, my lad. It don't hurt, said Jack faintly. I can't feel it all. It was rather hard work to get the boot off, but at last it was free, and the doctor inspected a double row of red spots, two of which bled a little, but not much. I'm beginning to feel now, said Jack dolefully. Why, he ain't bit it off, he said, raising himself so he could look down at the injured member. I thought it was gone. No, your foot has only had an ugly pinch. The stout boot saved it. Let it bleed a little, my lad. It will save you pain. What, had he only got hold of my boot, said Jack excitedly? And the foot in it, said the doctor. See, here are the marks of the teeth. I thought he'd bit it right off, Joe Carstairs, said Jack dolefully. And I say, what a coward I am. Coward, I exclaimed. Why? To be so frightened as I was, replied Jack with a dismal sigh. Well, I don't know about being a coward, Master Jack Penny, said the doctor quietly, but I do know that if I had had my foot in that reptile's mouth, I should have been in a most horrible state of fear. There, my lad, he continued kindly. Don't think any more about it. Only be thankful for your escape. But he ought to tell us first how he was caught like that, I said. Oh, there ain't much to tell, said Jack, sitting up and raising his leg, softly rubbing his injured foot. I was fishing, and the fish wouldn't bite, and I got a little nearer to the riverside, and threw in again and fished, and the sun seemed to get hotter, and I suppose I fell asleep, for I remembered dreaming that the Dingos had got among Father's sheep again, and that he flicked his whiplash round my wrist. Then I tried to start up, but a big fish had hold of the line, and it tugged away so hard that I was overbalanced, and took a header off the bank right into the river. And when I came up pretty tidy astonished like, and began to swim for the bank, the fish on the line, which I had twisted around my wrist, began tugging me out into the stream. It took me out ever so far before I could get the line off my wrist, and then I swam back easily enough, feeling awful popped like at having lost the fish and the line. And I was just wondering what you would say when all of it once there was a regular rush in the water and something shut on my foot, giving me such an awful nip that I yelled out as I caught hold of that branch and held on, shivering all the while with fear, for I forgot about the crocodiles and thought it must be a shark. Well, I said excitedly, for he stopped. Well, what said Jack? What next? What did you do, I said? Hollard replied Jack leconically. So would you if you had been me? Yes, I said, of course, but what took place next? Oh, nothing, only that I held tight, and he held tight, and as often as he tugged at me, it jumped the bow up and down like a seesaw, and it was very horrid. Most horrible, said the doctor. Then I hollered again, said Jack. Yes, go on, I cried impatiently. I did go on, he replied. I went on hollering, but then chaps at the camp were asleep, and I began to feel that I should have to let go soon. Only I wouldn't, because I wanted to find out first what had become of the professor. Then at last you came, and that's all. Only I don't feel much like walking very far today, so I shall sit still and fish. Fish? What, with things like that in the water, I exclaimed? Oh, they won't hurt me, said Jack, because I shall be on the lookout now, and won't go in after the next fish that takes my line. I say, where's Jip? I don't know, I said. I have not seen him. Crocodiles are very fond of dogs, said Jack, quietly. I hope one of them hasn't got Jip. Oh no, he'd be too sharp for one of the reptiles, said the doctor reassuringly. I don't know, said Jack, in his quiet drawl. I thought I was much too clever for crocodiles. But they're sharp. Precious sharp about the teeth. Perhaps he's gone hunting something. He often used at home. Oh yes, he'll come back, I said. Well, we shall see, said Jack. I'm better now. Lend me another line, Joe Carstairs. I want to see if I can't catch a fish. I looked about first to see if I could trace my line, but it was hopelessly gone. To my surprise and pleasure, though, I found the doctors where he had left it, tied to a root, and drawn out tight, evidently with a fish at the end. I imagined that I could easily draw this out, and I did get it close up to the bank, but as soon as it was in the shallow water it sprang right out and darted away again, making the line rush through my hand so rapidly that it burned my skin. As it leaped out I had a good opportunity of seeing that a great silvery fellow, fully a yard long, had hooked itself, and meant to have some playing before I turned over upon its side in token of submission. I kept on playing the fish, which seemed to grow stronger instead of weaker, as I went on at give-and-take with it, until I was almost tired. At least six times did I draw it in and try to bring it within reach of tie-highs fingers, but in vain, for it always darted off as if refreshed. At last, though, I drew it well in, and once more it was about to repeat its tactics, but this time it was too late, for the black pounce down upon it thrust his hooked fingers into its gills and pulled it up onto the bank. Just then Jimmy came trotting up, hauling away at a line, and to my great delight I found he had hunted out the one we had left with Jack Penny. Fast him round big wood, he cried. Then he tried to explain how the fish had entangled the line round what an American would call a snag. And the result was that we had two fine fish to carry back to the camp, Jimmy's being tired out and readily yielding, as he hauled it on the line. I don't think I'll fish today, said Jack Penny then. I say I feel as if that buck weren't good enough to eat. Hardly had he spoken before he softly sank down sideways, and lay looking very white with his eyes shut. Is it the venison? I said in a whisper to the doctor. No, he is a little faint. Now the reaction has set in, replied the doctor. And we had to carry poor wet Jack Penny as well as the fish into camp. And of course we got no further on our journey that day. End of Chapter 13 How Jack Penny Put His Foot in a Trap