In the Wilds of South America — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
In the Wilds of South America
John Stuart Mill · en
mind there was no doubt that the young birds had been removed upon the
approach of danger; one of the adults was marked in a peculiar manner,
so that there was no mistake in the identity of the pair. Doubtless
this was an exceptional case, and in the vast majority of instances
young birds perish in common with the other creatures which are
overwhelmed by the ants.
On the day following our arrival at the little village we boarded a
waiting launch sent from the Madeira to meet us--the _Jayme_, she
was called--and started on the final stretch down the stream; within
an hour we reached the boundary-line of Matto Grosso and entered the
great state of Amazonas. The Gy-Paraná had assumed the proportions of
a mighty river; it is doubtless one of the largest, if not the longest
affluent of the Madeira, and frequently the distance between banks was
not less than half a league. The water was yellow and there was little
current; frequently we ran into drifts of floating trees, branches, and
patches of grass that had been washed out of the flooded areas. There
was no opening in the tall, tropical forest which stretched into the
distance and disappeared in one long, unbroken vista of deepest green.
Toward evening we reached the mouth of the Gy-Paraná and entered the
vast, muddy expanse of the Madeira; we crossed to the other side and
landed at a small port called Calama, the home of Senhor Asensi, owner
of the rubber-camps we had passed on the last days of our journey down
the river. Senhor Asensi very courteously placed his comfortable home
at our disposal and suggested that we remain as his guests until we
had in some measure recuperated from our rather trying experiences,
and we were glad to accept his hospitality. Practically every member
of the party had suffered from frequent and severe attacks of fever,
although half a gram of quinine had been taken by each one daily,
and some of the _camaradas_ were so ill that they had to be carried
ashore; the latter were sent to Manaos on the first available steamer
for medical treatment. I was particularly eager to spend some time
at Calama, as the locality appeared to offer unusual opportunities
for zoological work. After a few days of thorough rest the Brazilian
members of the party started up-river to Santo Antonio, for a tour of
the Madeira-Mamoré railroad, while I remained to investigate the fauna
of the region.