The boy explorers in darkest New Guinea — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
The boy explorers in darkest New Guinea
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THE BOY EXPLORERS IN DARKEST NEW GUINEA
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ALL THE GENEROUS INSTINCTS OF YOUTH ROSE UP IN HIM AT THE SIGHT, AND
WITHOUT THINKING FURTHER HE RAISED HIS PISTOL AND FIRED AT THE NEAREST
PYGMY]
_THE BOY EXPLORERS SERIES_
THE BOY EXPLORERS
IN
DARKEST NEW GUINEA
BY
WARREN H. MILLER
_With Illustrations by_
FRANK SPRADLING
[Illustration]
HARPER & BROTHERS PUBLISHERS
NEW YORK AND LONDON
THE BOY EXPLORERS IN DARKEST NEW GUINEA
Copyright, 1921, by Harper & Brothers
Printed in the United States of America
CONTENTS
CHAP. PAGE
I. ARU 1
II. INTO THE JUNGLE 22
III. PIRATE VISITATIONS 42
IV. NICKY ENCOUNTERS A DEATH ADDER 65
V. THE OUTANATAS 83
VI. THE CURATOR’S AIR PISTOL 98
VII. CASSOWARY CAMP 116
VIII. PYGMY LAND 136
IX. THE FIGHT AT THE CRATER 160
X. CINNABAR MOUNTAIN 177
XI. THE FLIGHT TO THE COAST 198
XII. THE ESCAPE TO ARU 219
ILLUSTRATIONS
ALL THE GENEROUS INSTINCTS OF YOUTH ROSE UP
IN HIM AT THE SIGHT, AND WITHOUT THINKING
FURTHER HE RAISED HIS PISTOL AND FIRED
AT THE NEAREST PYGMY _Frontispiece_
THE WAY LED BACK THROUGH THE SAME TRAIL
THE NATIVES HAD COME UP ON, THE JUNGLE
PATH WORKING GRADUALLY DOWNWARD TO
THE LAGOON _Facing p._ 96
THEN A SHIVER WENT THROUGH THE BIRD, ITS
EYES FLUTTERED CLOSED, AND THE GRIP OF
ITS BILL LOOSENED, WHILE THE BOY TUGGED
HIMSELF FREE ” 132
THE PISTOLS BARKED IN UNISON WITH THE HIGH-PITCHED
YELL THAT THE MAN LET OUT ” 226
THE BOY EXPLORERS IN DARKEST NEW GUINEA
THE BOY EXPLORERS IN DARKEST NEW GUINEA
I
ARU
“Land ho! fellows--yonder to the east. Can you make it out?”
The two youths beside the tall man who had spoken shaded their eyes
from the tropical glare and searched the cloud banks on the horizon of
the blue Banda Sea.
“I think I see it, sir,” said Dwight. “Part of those clouds seem to
have faint white lines in them.”
“I see it!” exclaimed Nicky, peering through his glasses. “It’s
developing out like a camera plate--high, jungly mountains that seem
to be floating in the clouds. I see dark spaces now, with streaks of
sunlight edging the outlines of the hills. Hurrah for Aru!”
“That’s not Aru; that’s Ke’,” returned the man. “Aru is too low and
flat to be seen yet. It lies to the east of Ke’. Our bungalow is on
Kobror, the southernmost of the Aru Islands; we ought to pass the port
of Dobbo in a few hours.”