In the Wilds of AfricaKingston, William Henry Giles
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In the Wilds of Africa
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Africa -- Juvenile fiction
"It was nearly evening before the work was over. They pressed us to
remain to see another on the following day, but I had had enough of it,
and more than enough, indeed. I do not know how the case would have
been if I had been very hungry and wanted food. Probably I might have
experienced some of the satisfaction which our savage friends did.
Igubo and his sons were highly delighted at the number of animals
caught, at the same time he acknowledged that the way among his own
people of catching game was far less cruel. Further to the north, large
nets are spread round the trunks of trees, towards which the animals are
driven, much in the manner I have just described. The nets, however,
only serve for smaller animals, as large ones would break through them.
People are stationed behind the trees to spear any creature of larger
size which seems likely to break the nets.
"Our friends pressed on us some of the meat, which, as we had a few
articles to give in exchange, we accepted, and parted very excellent
friends.
"As I had no wish to spend a night in their huts, we pushed on as far as
we could homewards, and did not stop while a ray of sunlight enabled us
to see our way. We were pretty well tired with our day's exertions, but
it was necessary to light fires, not only to cook our supper, but to
guard ourselves against visits from any of the lions or hyenas which
might be prowling about. We all therefore set to work to collect wood
as fast as we could. While thus employed, I heard young Mango cry out;
but on looking round in the direction where I had last seen him, he was
nowhere visible. A dread seized me that a lion had carried him off; but
again I heard him cry out, and on hurrying forward I was very nearly
going head over heels into a deep pit, into which he had fallen. I
shouted out to Igubo, who came to my assistance; and with the help of
our belts we hauled him up. Mango's chief alarm had arisen from the
dread of finding some animal at the bottom. I was very glad, when we
drew him up, to discover that, excepting a few slight bruises, he was
none the worse for his tumble.
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