Wild life under the equator : $b narrated for young peopleDu Chaillu, Paul B. (Paul Belloni)
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Wild life under the equator : $b narrated for young people
Du Chaillu, Paul B. (Paul Belloni)
Africa, West -- Description and travel -- Juvenile literature
Then I fixed my two fires in such a way that they would last for a long
time. I laid between them, and instead of a roof of leaves I made one
with the bark of trees, and soon fell asleep; but the _roars_ of the
leopards and the dismal cries of the owls awoke me several times.
We started early the next day, not discouraged, and pushed for the most
dense and impenetrable part of the forest, for there, in those deep
recesses, we hoped we might find a gorilla. Hour after hour we
travelled, and yet no signs of gorillas—we had hardly met a track. We
could only hear at long intervals the little chattering of monkeys, and
occasionally of birds. The solitude was grand, the silence profound, so
much so that we could hear our panting breath as we ascended hill after
hill. I was beginning to despair.
Suddenly Miengai uttered a little _cluck_ with his tongue, which is the
native’s way of showing that something is stirring, and that a sharp
lookout is necessary; in a word, to keep ourselves on our guard, or that
danger was surrounding us. Presently I noticed, ahead of us seemingly, a
noise as of some one breaking down branches or twigs of trees.
We stopped and came close together. I knew at once by the eager and
excited looks of the men that it was a gorilla. They looked once more
carefully at their guns, to see if by any chance the powder had fallen
out of the pans; I also examined mine, to make sure that all was right,
and then we marched on cautiously.
[Sidenote: _AN ENORMOUS GORILLA._]
The singular noise of the breaking of the branches continued. We walked
with the greatest care, making no noise at all. The countenances of the
men showed that they thought themselves engaged in a very serious
undertaking; but we pushed on, until I thought I could see through the
woods the moving of the branches and small trees which the great beast
was tearing down, probably to get from them the berries and fruits he
lives on.
I remember how close we were to each other.
Suddenly, as we were still creeping along, in a silence which made a
heavy breath seem loud and distinct, the woods were at once filled with
the tremendous barking roar of the gorilla.
Then the underbrush swayed rapidly ahead, and presently there stood
before us an immense male gorilla. He had come through the jungle on
all-fours, to see who dared to disturb him; but when he saw our party he
stood up and looked us boldly in the face. He stood about a dozen yards
from us, and it was a sight I shall never forget. He looked so big!
Nearly six feet high, with immense body, huge chest, and great muscular
arms, with fiercely-glaring, large, deep, gray eyes, and a hellish
expression of face, which seemed to me like some nightmare vision. Thus
stood before me the king of the African forest.
How black his face was!
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