In the Wilds of AfricaKingston, William Henry Giles
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In the Wilds of Africa
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Africa -- Juvenile fiction
Travelling on for several days, we emerged into some open ground, where
we prepared to encamp. We selected a spot somewhat above the plain, and
our bearers at once set to work to cut down poles. These they planted
in circles, and interwove them with branches of palm-trees, forming
walls which afforded sufficient shelter from the night wind; then
bringing the tops close together, they thatched them over with leaves of
the same tree. We of course all assisted, and in a short time a number
of small circular huts were formed sufficient to accommodate the whole
of the party. A quantity of wood was collected, to keep up blazing
fires to preserve us from the attacks of wild beasts. We were at a
sufficient distance, however, from the skirts of the forest, not to be
taken totally unawares. Still, it was considered necessary to place
guards round the camp, two of our party and two of the blacks remaining
on the watch all night. Before darkness closed in, we saw numbers of
monkeys in the trees, watching us with curious looks, leaping from bough
to bough, and chattering and grinning, wondering apparently who the
strangers could be who had thus ventured into their domain. The two
girls had a hut to themselves. We had formed a second wall of sticks
round it, so that should any wild beast approach unseen, it could not
force an entrance, which Senhor Silva told us had sometimes occurred.
The moon rose in an unclouded sky, and cast a mild light over the scene.
In the distance were the lofty mountains, on either side the dark
woods, and far away to the west was the ocean we had left behind. It
was a beautiful scene, such as I had not expected to witness in that
region, and we were all more than ever thankful that we had escaped from
the slaver. Still, I could not banish from my mind the spectacle I had
witnessed on board, and my thoughts went back to the unhappy beings
crowded on the slave-deck of that fearful craft. I was reminded that we
were in Africa by the cries which proceeded ever and anon from the
surrounding forest. Now there was a loud roar, with a suppressed
muttering, which it would be hard to describe, and which I afterwards
learned to distinguish as the voice of the monarch of the woods; not
that he often ventures here, for his rule is disputed by the tremendous
gorilla, the creature who had only a short time before been discovered
in this region. We were, however, we concluded, on the most southern
verge of his territory, and we therefore scarcely expected to encounter
one. We kept our fires blazing through the night, and thus avoided any
attacks from lions or panthers, or any other wild beasts.
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