In the Wilds of AfricaKingston, William Henry Giles
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In the Wilds of Africa
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Africa -- Juvenile fiction
As it was already late, and it would delay us greatly should we attempt
to carry it to the camp, we agreed to leave the gorilla where it lay and
return for it the next morning. We saw Chickango cautiously looking
behind him as we turned our backs on the forest; and he gave us to
understand by his gestures that he was afraid a lion or leopard, or some
other wild beast, might be following us.
My cousins came out to meet us on our return. The roars of the gorilla
had aroused unusual fears in their hearts, and our absence had been so
prolonged that they had become anxious for our safety. We kept a strict
watch all night; for although we did not again hear the gorilla--indeed,
had there been one in the neighbourhood, he would by that time have gone
to rest--the sounds of other wild animals frequently reached our ears.
We were up early next morning--the instant there was light--for Kate had
made us promise to show her the gorilla. "I may never have an
opportunity of seeing another," she said. "I should like to be able to
say when we get to the Cape that I have actually beheld one in his
native wilds."
As neither Jack nor Timbo exhibited such curiosity, we left them in
charge of the camp with the black men, to pack up, while we proceeded
towards the forest. We advanced cautiously, Stanley and I going ahead,
with David and Senhor Silva on either side of the young ladies, and the
boys bringing up the rear, Chickango acting as scout, a little in
advance on one side of us. Every now and then we halted, whenever we
observed the branches disturbed. Now a huge ape of the ordinary species
might be seen grinning down upon us, and then scampering off among the
boughs; or a troop of monkeys would come chattering above our heads, not
so easily put to flight. Birds of gay plumage flitted before us from
bough to bough; and a huge snake, which had been coiled round a branch,
giving a hiss at us, went off among the underwood into the depths of the
forest.
"And now, girls, be prepared for a sight of Leo's giant of the woods,"
said Stanley, turning round when we approached the spot where he had
killed the gorilla. "But, hillo! the ground looks alive."
The trunk of a tree lay near. By climbing on it we got a view of the
spot where the gorilla had fallen; but, as we looked towards it,
scarcely a particle of the monster could be seen. The skin was there
and the huge bones and monstrous skull, but nearly all the flesh had
been eaten away by myriads of ants, which swarmed about it. So engaged
were they in their work of destruction, that they did not attack us.
"Why, they must be drivers," said David, "the _bashikouay_, as the
natives call them. They have gained their English name by driving every
other species of the animal creation out of their way."
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