The Manatitlans: or, A record of recent scientific explorations in the Andean La Plata, S. A.Smile, R. Elton
Science
The Manatitlans: or, A record of recent scientific explorations in the Andean La Plata, S. A.
Smile, R. Elton
Science fiction, American
At this stage of her sophistic bewilderment, the mayorong directed their
attention to the nearest village. The Indian women having discovered
their encampment, were waving their trophies, obtained from involuntary
exchange, with jubilant manifestations of happy elation. At this
exhibition, after a suitable recognition had been made by Jack and Bill,
who waved aloft, from their gun carriage, bunches of bananas, all turned
with thankful expression to the mayorong, who had so earnestly advocated
the conciliatory means adopted, so that he was fain to have recourse to
his animal charges to conceal his emotions. Dr. Baāhar, however, could
not withhold a disdainful expression of chagrin, that the chief of a
wandering tribe, without a pedigree, or a home, should presume to plume
himself upon his approved controversion of national usage that had been
revered from time immemorial as the sanctified source of wisdom.
Correliana turning to the two sailors, whose countenances were moved
with joyful emotions from the Indian women’s grateful demonstrations of
pleasure, asked how it happened that they were able to retain their
destructive presence of mind when forced to evade the Indians’ spears by
a disordered movement? Her slow enunciation of English gave Jack time to
work up his “reckoning” for an answer, which he gave with the blush of
shamefacedness peculiar to the British sailor when accosted by a “lady,”
deepened by the reminder, that to his sensitiveness implied the “white
feather.” “You see, your ladyship, those Indian chaps had been cutting
up their antics so long, we sort o’ lost our lay, but they brought us
too with their spears, so we returned the compliments of the season in
our fashion. Th’of as Bill says, we’d much rather had the dig of the
spear than it should have touched you by our ducking.”
This new source of sensitiveness they had conjured through self-reproof,
from the impression that their bodies might have averted the course of
the spear. But when assured that she was out of their range when she
received the wound, they were greatly comforted. Jack expressing his
relief in the phrase, “things being as they were, it couldn’t be
helped!”
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