Some of the young men, with more flexible frames than their comrades,
and perhaps with more courageous souls, had a way of walking up the
trunk of the cocoa-nut trees which to me seemed little less than
miraculous; and when looking at them in the act, I experienced that
curious perplexity a child feels when he beholds a fly moving feet
uppermost along a ceiling.
I will endeavour to describe the way in which Narnee, a noble young
chief, sometimes performed this feat for my particular gratification;
but his preliminary performances must also be recorded. Upon my
signifying my desire that he should pluck me the young fruit of some
particular tree, the handsome savage, throwing himself into a sudden
attitude of surprise, feigns astonishment at the apparent absurdity of
the request. Maintaining this position for a moment, the strange
emotions depicted on his countenance soften down into one of humorous
resignation to my will, and then, looking wistfully up to the tufted
top of the tree, he stands on tip-toe, straining his neck and elevating
his arms, as though endeavouring to reach the fruit from the ground
where he stands. As if defeated in this childish attempt, he now sinks
to the earth despondingly, beating his breast in well-acted despair;
and then, starting to his feet all at once, and throwing back his head,
raises both hands, like a schoolboy about to catch a falling ball.
After continuing this for a moment or two, as if in expectation that
the fruit was going to be tossed down to him by some good spirit in the
tree-top, he turns wildly round in another fit of despair, and scampers
off to the distance of thirty or forty yards. Here he remains awhile,
eyeing the tree, the very picture of misery; but the next moment,
receiving, as it were, a flash of inspiration, he rushes again towards
it, and clasping both arms about the trunk, with one elevated a little
above the other, he presses the soles of his feet close together
against the tree, extending his legs from it until they are nearly
horizontal, and his body becomes doubled into an arch; then, hand over
hand and foot after foot, he rises from the earth with steady rapidity,
and almost before you are aware of it, has gained the cradled and
embowered nest of nuts, and with boisterous glee flings the fruit to
the ground.
This mode of walking the tree is only practicable where the trunk
declines considerably from the perpendicular. This, however, is almost
always the case; some of the perfectly straight shafts of the trees
leaning at an angle of thirty degrees.
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