One of the group, Miguel by name, however, did not hesitate to show open
resentment toward what he considered an intrusion by a stranger who was
not of their kind. He was of heavier build than the others, apparently
with Indian blood in his veins and occupied the place of leader of the
party. When they sang he announced the songs; he led the conversation
and talked in the loudest voice; and when they worked, he selected the
easiest tasks for himself.
In David he saw a possible rival; but he had met similar situations
before and he knew of various ways of handling them.
David, after asking permission of the foreman, drew more things from the
keeper of supplies. Among them was a rope, for he must become
proficient in its use in roping cattle upon his return from the rubber
camp. His object was, of course, to learn thoroughly the ranching
business; all other things were but a means toward that end.
Asking questions judiciously, David learned many things. The men told
him that there were cattle on the place--many of them, but at the
present time they were far away roaming the grasslands and attended only
by a few rangers who would head the roving bands back to the ranch with
the coming of the rainy season when grass would be abundant in the
country nearby. And that he had reached the place by an old, seldom used
trail; the new one was only a score of yards long. The launches came up
a small creek that flowed almost past the doors of the ranch houses.
They all agreed that the rubber camp was an extremely unattractive place
and about Rice, owner of the place, they refused to talk.
Preparations for the departure were being made in a leisurely manner.
True, there was need of haste, for the dry season would not last
forever. Doing things slowly was, however, typical of the country. The
men simply could not be hurried beyond a given point. Probably the
climate was to blame for the fact that the people did not possess the
energy and initiative of those of a more northern latitude.
There were bales of _charque_ or dried, salt beef that looked like
bundles of leather scraps; bags of beans, coffee and brown sugar; and
many bags of farinha. In the course of his inspection of the
settlement, David had the opportunity to see how the latter was made.
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