The Gorilla HuntersBallantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael)
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The Gorilla Hunters
Ballantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael)
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction; Africa -- Juvenile fiction; Animals -- Juvenile fiction; Big game hunting -- Juvenile fiction; Gorilla -- Juvenile fiction; Natural history -- Juvenile fiction
It was a splendid shot. The natives, who almost immediately after came
up screaming with delight, could scarcely believe their eyes. They
dashed across the river in the canoe, while some of them, regardless of
the alligators that might be hidden there, sprang into the water and
swam over.
"I'm sorry we did not get the duck, however," observed Peterkin, as we
returned to the place where we had left the canoe. "Elephant meat is
coarse, nasty stuff, and totally unfit for civilised mouths, though
these niggers seem to relish it amazingly."
"You forget the baked foot," said I.
"Well, so I did. It was pretty good, certainly; but that's the only
part o' the brute that's fit to eat."
Soon after this the canoe came back and took us over the river; and we
breakfasted on the side where the elephant had fallen, in order to allow
the natives to cut off such portions of the meat as they required, and
to secure the tusks. Then we continued our journey, and at night
encamped near a grove of palm-trees which Makarooroo had described to
us, and where we were soon joined by him and Jack, who told us that he
had got on well, during the day--that he had shot an antelope, and had
seen a zebra and a rhinoceros, besides a variety of smaller game. He
also told us that Okandaga was encamped in a place of safety a few miles
to the right of our position, and that she had stood the journey well.
I was much interested by Jack's account of the zebra and the rhinoceros,
specimens of both of which animals I had seen in menageries, and felt
disposed to change places with him on the march; but reflecting that he
was much more likely than I successfully to hunt anything he might
pursue, I made up my mind to remain by the canoe.
Thus we travelled for several days without anything particular
occurring, and at length arrived at a native village which lay on the
banks of a noble stream.
Here Makarooroo introduced us to Mbango the chief, a fine-looking and
good-natured negro, who received us most hospitably, supplied us with
food, and urged us to remain and hunt with his people. This, however,
we declined to do, telling our entertainer that we had come to his
country for the purpose of shooting that wonderful animal the gorilla,
but assuring him that we would come back without fail if we should be
spared. We further assured him on this head by proposing to leave in
his charge a woman for whom we had a great respect and love, and whom we
made him promise faithfully to take care of till we returned.
Peterkin, who soon gave them a specimen of his powers as a marksman, and
contrived in other ways to fill the minds of the chief and his people
with a very exalted idea of his powers both of body and intellect,
endeavoured to make assurance doubly sure by working on their
superstitious fears.
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