In the Wilds of South America — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
In the Wilds of South America
John Stuart Mill · en
The minute creatures move rapidly and gracefully and make long, daring
leaps. In running over the leaves and branches they follow the lateral
stems, and on reaching the ends ascend through the tree-top or thick
foliage by leaping crossways from twig to twig, as if ascending the
rungs of a ladder.
I kept one that was given to me by the natives as a pet for some time.
It made its home in the pocket of my flannel hunting-shirt, where it
was always sure to find a bit of cracker or sugar, and to which it
could retreat when frightened. Whenever anything of an unusual nature
occurred, the bright, inquisitive little eyes always appeared suddenly
so as not to miss a single thing that might be of interest. It never
attempted to bite or run away, and seemed perfectly contented with the
company of the friends that fed and protected it.
Eventually we started back toward Popayán. We crossed the high
brush-covered divide July 4; a violent electrical storm had been staged
on the wild mountain-top as if in noisy celebration of the day. It
began with a dark mist that covered everything. Then rain and hail fell
uninterruptedly for more than an hour, while lightning flashed and
blue-green flames seemed to leap toward the blackened rock. Sometimes
the bolts came from above, and again they were below us so that we
were enveloped in a weird, ghastly light. The thunder was terrific and
kept up a continuous crash and rumble. It was impossible to see any
other member of the expedition on account of the thick haze--there was
no shelter of any kind--only the narrow shelf-like trail that snaked
its way along the steep slope. After the storm we made camp; the men
and mules kept straggling in until a late hour; they were very wet and
much bedraggled, but apparently none the worse for the nerve-racking
experience.
Popayán was reached without further incident. Richardson’s contract
having expired, he determined to leave the country, so we returned to
Cali to rearrange the equipment and pack the collections; then he left
for Buenaventura to take a north-bound steamer.
In the meantime Doctor Chapman, who had reached New York, arranged
to send down a man to fill the vacancy left by Richardson. Doctor
Arthur A. Allen, of Cornell University, was selected for the place. He
reached Cali about the middle of August and accompanied me during the
succeeding eight months.
In compliance with instructions received from Doctor Chapman, I
immediately planned an expedition northward, then toward the east to
make a zoological exploration of the forests bordering the Quindio Pass
and of the high paramo of Santa Isabel. The first stage of the journey
was down the Cauca River.