Remembering Moses’ experience with the deadly bushmaster, they made
no attempt to sleep on the ground. But, going into the forest, cut a
number of stout poles and, tying the tops together to form tripods,
slung their hammocks between them for the night.
Their first thought on the following morning was to see if there was
any perceptible current in the river; but to their disappointment they
found that the water was stationary, as before.
“Looks as if we might have to paddle the rafts through. We could do
that easily enough if necessary, but it would help a good deal if the
water were flowing in the right direction. But why worry? It will take
at least two days to make the rafts, and by that time the current will
doubtless set in again.”
They now began to work in earnest. Near the lower end of the open
space where the river entered the forest, clumps of tall bamboo dotted
both banks. Some of the great, jointed stems were fully eight inches
in diameter and fifty feet high. Chopping them down and cutting them
into ten-foot lengths was hard work, for they had only their machetes,
or brush-knives, with which to work. Also, as each joint was full of
water it had to be tapped and drained, after which the openings had to
be plugged up again with gum; this made the stalks light and buoyant.
They carried them to the water, one at a time, and lashed them together
to form rafts. This required more time than they had anticipated; in
fact, four days passed before the two were completed.
“How much gold do you intend to take from the cave?” Ted asked one day
when their task was nearly finished.
“As much as I can, of course. These rafts will carry several hundred
pounds each in addition to our own weight, and we can make a dozen
trips, or even more.”
“A ton for each is not too much. It is remarkable how much the yellow
metal is worth. When we were here before, you guessed that each of our
packs contained about ten thousand dollars’ worth, and you were nearly
right. We got almost eleven thousand apiece, and the emerald necklaces
were appraised at double that. I should not wonder but that there are
many precious stones in the cave, too, hidden among the gold.”
“All the better for us. They are not so bulky or heavy. Think of all
the good we can do when we get back home.”
“Yes! I intend to be very liberal with a certain college I think a lot
of.”
“Hospitals is my hobby. You shall see.”
When the rafts were all ready they pushed them along the bank, and up
to the mouth of the underground river.
“It is strange that the water does not move,” Ted said, looking
puzzled. “It looks black and stagnant--as if it has been standing still
a long time.”
“Do not let that trouble you. If it does not flow by to-morrow morning
we shall paddle through the tunnel. We have been through it before and
know the way. Besides, we are well supplied with flash-lights now.
There is nothing to it, so why worry?”
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