Through Five Republics on Horseback, Being an Account of Many Wanderings in South AmericaRay, George Whitfield
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Through Five Republics on Horseback, Being an Account of Many Wanderings in South America
Ray, George Whitfield
Ray, George Whitfield, 1868- -- Travel -- South America; South America -- Description and travel
Continuing on our way, we entered another body of hitherto unexplored
water, a fairy spot, covered with floating islands of lotus, anchored
with aquatic cables and surrounded by palm groves. On the shallow,
pebbly shore might be seen, here and there, scarlet flamingoes. These
beautiful birds stood on one leg, knee deep, dreaming of their
enchanted home. Truly it is a perfect paradise, but it is almost as
inaccessible as the Paradise which we all seek. What long-lost
civilizations have ruled these now deserted solitudes? Penetrate into
the dark, dank forest, as I have done, and ask the question. The only
answer is the howling of the monkeys and the screaming of the
cockatoos. You may start when you distinctly hear a bell tolling, but
it is no call to worship in some stately old Inca temple with its
golden sun and silver moon as deities. It is the wonderful bell-bird,
which can make itself heard three miles away, but it is found only
where man is not. Ruins of the old Incan and older pre-Incan
civilizations are come across, covered now with dense jungle, but their
builders have disappeared. To have left behind them until this day
ruins which rank with the pyramids for extent, and Karnak for grandeur,
proves their intelligence.
The peculiar rasping noise you now hear in the undergrowth has nothing
to do with busy civilization--'tis only the rattlesnake drawing his
slimy length among the dead leaves or tangled reeds. No, all that is
past, and this is an old new world indeed, and romance must not rob you
of self possession, for the rattle means that in the encounter either
he dies--or you.
Meanwhile the work on shore progressed. Paths were cut in different
directions and the wonders of nature laid bare. The ring of the axe and
the sound of falling trees marked the commencement of civilization in
those far-off regions. Ever and anon a loud report rang out from the
woods, for it might almost be said that the men worked with the axe in
one hand and a rifle in the other. Once they started a giant tapir
taking his afternoon snooze. The beast lazily got up and made off, but
not before he had turned his piercing eyes on the intruders, as though
wondering what new animals they were. Surely this was his first sight
of the "lords of creation," and probably his last, for a bullet quickly
whizzed after him. Another day the men shot a puma searching for its
prey, and numerous were the birds, beasts and reptiles that fell before
our arms. The very venomous _jaracucú_, a snake eight to twelve feet
long, having a double row of teeth in each jaw, is quite common here.
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