Lost in the Jungle; Narrated for Young PeopleDu Chaillu, Paul B. (Paul Belloni)
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Lost in the Jungle; Narrated for Young People
Du Chaillu, Paul B. (Paul Belloni)
Africa, West -- Description and travel; Africa, West -- Description and travel -- Juvenile literature
This trap I had fallen into was about ten feet deep, eight feet long,
and six feet wide. As soon as I recovered sufficiently to comprehend my
position, I began to holla and shout for help. No one answered me. I
shouted and shouted, but no reply came. I was in a pretty fix.
"Suppose," said I to myself, "that a huge snake, as it crawls about,
should not see this hole, and tumble down on top of me." The very
thought made me shout louder and louder. At times I would call,
"Ayagui! Ayagui! Minsho! Minsho!" Finally I fired a gun, and then
another, and soon I heard the voices of my men shouting "Moguizi, where
are you? Moguizi, where are you?" "Here I am!" I cried. "Where?" I heard
Minsho repeat. "Close by--here, Minsho, in a big elephant-pit; look out,
lest you fall into it yourself." Minsho by this time knew where I was,
and called all the men. They immediately cut a creeper and let it down.
I fired off my gun, and sent it up first, and then, holding fast to the
creeper, I was lifted out of the pit, and very glad I was too, I assure
you. The wonder to me was that I did not break my neck in getting into
it.
[Illustration: THE ELEPHANT TRAP.]
Finally we reached the place where Remandji had directed Minsho to go.
We lighted our fires, and soon after Remandji made his appearance. He
looked again and again at me. His women were frightened, and did not
show themselves. Happily, his majesty brought some plantains and fish
with him.
I thought I had before known what musquitoes were, but I never saw the
like of those we had in this spot. They certainly must have been a new
kind, for their sting was like that of a bee, and very painful. Hundreds
of them were buzzing around each one of us. My eyes, hands, and legs
were swollen. I had a musquito-net with me, but inside of it they would
get, how I could not tell. Several times I got out of the net, and when
I thought I had shaken it well, and driven every one of them off, I
would get under it again in the twinkle of an eye; but the musquitoes,
which seemed perfectly famished, were like vultures, and would get in at
the same time that I did. The Ashiras declared that they had never
before seen such a place for musquitoes. Smoke and fire seemed to have
no effect upon them. I never suffered such torture in my life. They beat
all I had ever seen in the shape of musquitoes. The next morning I was
so terribly bitten that I looked as if I had the measles or the
chicken-pox.
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