The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 3Poe, Edgar Allan
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The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 3
Poe, Edgar Allan
American fiction -- 19th century; Fantasy fiction; Horror tales, American
whole atmosphere was magically crowded, in a single instant, with
a wild chaos of wood, and metal, and human limbs—and, lastly,
came the concussion in its fullest fury, which hurled us
impetuously from our feet, while the hills echoed and re-echoed
the tumult, and a dense shower of the minutest fragments of the
ruins tumbled headlong in every direction around us.
The havoc among the savages far exceeded our utmost expectation,
and they had now, indeed, reaped the full and perfect fruits of
their treachery. Perhaps a thousand perished by the explosion,
while at least an equal number were desperately mangled. The
whole surface of the bay was literally strewn with the struggling
and drowning wretches, and on shore matters were even worse. They
seemed utterly appalled by the suddenness and completeness of
their discomfiture, and made no efforts at assisting one another.
At length we observed a total change in their demeanour. From
absolute stupor, they appeared to be, all at once, aroused to the
highest pitch of excitement, and rushed wildly about, going to
and from a certain point on the beach, with the strangest
expressions of mingled horror, rage, and intense curiosity
depicted on their countenances, and shouting, at the top of their
voices, “Tekeli-li! Tekeli-li!”
Presently we saw a large body go off into the hills, whence they
returned in a short time, carrying stakes of wood. These they
brought to the station where the crowd was the thickest, which
now separated so as to afford us a view of the object of all this
excitement. We perceived something white lying upon the ground,
but could not immediately make out what it was. At length we saw
that it was the carcass of the strange animal with the scarlet
teeth and claws which the schooner had picked up at sea on the
eighteenth of January. Captain Guy had had the body preserved for
the purpose of stuffing the skin and taking it to England. I
remember he had given some directions about it just before our
making the island, and it had been brought into the cabin and
stowed away in one of the lockers. It had now been thrown on
shore by the explosion; but why it had occasioned so much concern
among the savages was more than we could comprehend. Although
they crowded around the carcass at a little distance, none of
them seemed willing to approach it closely. By-and-by the men
with the stakes drove them in a circle around it, and no sooner
was this arrangement completed, than the whole of the vast
assemblage rushed into the interior of the island, with loud
screams of “Tekeli-li! Tekeli-li!”
CHAPTER 23
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