In the Wilds of AfricaKingston, William Henry Giles
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In the Wilds of Africa
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Africa -- Juvenile fiction
The canoes glided rapidly down the stream, making the water hiss and
bubble under their bows. Had we not had the two helpless girls to
protect, the adventure would have been an exciting one, which few of us
would have objected to go through. The Pangwes, shouting and shrieking,
and shaking their spears and shields, had now reached the banks of the
river. It seemed scarcely possible that we could escape them. Not,
however, till David had again and again pressed them, would his sisters
consent to place themselves in greater safety at the bottom of the
canoe. The crew of Stanley's canoe plied their paddles vigorously, and
kept just ahead of us. We needed no exhortation from him to follow
their example.
We had now got almost abreast of where the savages were standing. Every
instant I expected to see them draw their bows, with those deadly
poisoned shafts; or hurl their spears, which I knew too well could reach
to a great distance. I saw Timbo eyeing them very calmly.
"If we were to fire a broadside into them now, it would soon put them to
flight," cried Jack.
We, however, kept on without apparently noticing them. As we
approached, they increased their shouts. Some of their chiefs seemed to
be going among them, urging them to rush into the stream. Happily the
river was here much wider than above us, and continued so for some
distance down. A sandbank appeared in the middle. We trusted that a
channel might be found on the right side of it, away from where the
savages stood. We now saw several men with swords in their hands, urged
by their chiefs, rush into the stream.
"See, see!" cried Timbo; "what are those creatures on the sandbank?"
I looked ahead, and there observed eight or ten large alligators and
several small ones basking on the sandbank. Our approach somewhat
startled them; and off they slid into the water, swimming towards the
bank where the Pangwes were collected. They apparently caught sight of
them at the same time. One of the leading swimmers at that instant
threw up his arms, and, uttering a shriek, was drawn down under the
water. The others, seeing the fate of their companion, turned round,
and, in spite of the shouts and exhortations of their chiefs, swam back
to the shore. The alligators pursued them, and two others were carried
down before they could reach the banks. So eager were the monsters that
we saw their snouts rising above the water even at the very bank, when
hundreds of spears were darted at them. Aimed in a hurry, the missiles
probably glided off their scaly sides. We could not discover whether
any were killed.
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