In the tiger's lair — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
In the tiger's lair
John Stuart Mill · en
At a word from Soncco the men stepped back a few yards and stood
motionless. Then the repulsive birds swooped down and hovering in front
of the hides pecked and tore at the particles of flesh that clung to
them until they were clean, so that they could dry without spoiling.
The skins themselves were not in the least injured by the birds; only
the superfluous tissue had been removed, and the men were saved the
trouble of scraping and dressing them down.
After that, the bones of both tigers were taken to an ant-hill and
buried in the loose mound. In a few days they too would be perfectly
clean, and could be taken out and packed for transportation.
“If we had rifles we could make a complete collection of all the
species in the crater,” Ted exclaimed. “There is not another one like
it in the world.”
“The temptation to do that would be strong, so I am glad we have no
rifles.”
“Yes, it is best to let them stay where they are and to live their
lives as was intended rather than preserve them in a glass case.”
By this time a detachment of the laborers arrived. This group had been
recruited from the nearest village and brought camping equipment and
supplies. Soncco immediately put them to work erecting tents for the
Americans, and when this had been accomplished the two retired for a
much-needed rest. The aged amauta had urged them again to return to
the city, but they steadfastly refused, saying that the safety of the
populace was their first consideration. Their own comfort could wait.
How different was their conduct from that of the deposed Inca! Although
they had been raised to the highest ranks by popular acclamation,
their request that the people refrain from showing signs of homage were
wonderingly respected; and their orders were instantly obeyed. That
was sufficient for the present. It would inspire that confidence and
admiration that would be the greatest asset in the long run.
Quizquiz, unrecognized, shared their quarters with them. No one dared
question them upon any matter whatever, so their secret was safe.
It was not until the following morning that the laborers arrived in
numbers. A roaring fire had been kept burning in the passage throughout
the night, and there had been no attempt on the part of the tigers to
force this barrier. That more of the ferocious creatures did exist in
the crater, however, was proven by the occasional roar that issued from
the dark regions beyond the fire.
Being unacquainted with the working methods of the Indians, Stanley
turned the proposition of building the wall over to Soncco, who in
turn immediately placed one of the chief masons in complete charge of
the undertaking. The latter proceeded in a most businesslike manner.
He divided his workmen into squads and assigned to each its respective
duty.