I Shall Never Forget The Scramble We
Now Had Into The Deepest Gorge Of All, And How We Followed The
Bed
of a dried-up stream, which in the rainy season must be a series of
cascades and waterfalls, since
We had to scramble all the way over
large slippery boulders covered with ferns and BEGONIAS. We at length
came to a tempting-looking river full of large pools of clear water,
into which I longed to plunge. The banks were extremely beautiful,
being overhung by the forest, and the rocky cliffs were half hidden
by large fleshy-leaved climbers and many other beautiful tropical
plants. It was one of those indescribably beautiful spots that one
so often encounters in the tropical wilds, and which it is impossible
to paint in words. A troop of monkeys were disporting themselves on a
tree overhanging the river. Vic was most anxious for me to allow him
to shoot one, but I have only shot one monkey in my life, and it is
to be the last, and I always try and prevent others from doing so. We
waded the river in a shallow place, and climbed up the steep hill on
the other side. We had gone a good distance over hills covered with
tall grass, and I was now looking forward to a bit of decent walking,
as hitherto it had been nearly all miserable scrambling work, and the
Negritos told Vic that the worst was now over. But we were approaching
a hut, overhanging a rocky cliff, when we heard the sound of angry
voices and wailing above us, and we soon perceived four Negritos
(three men and a woman) approaching us. I thought the old woman was
mad; she was making more noise than all the others put together,
shouting and screaming in her fury. At first I thought they might be
hostile Negritos who resented our intrusion, but they belonged to
the tribe of the chief who was with me, and they were soon talking
to him in loud, excited voices. Our own party soon got excited, too,
and, as may be imagined, I was longing to find out the cause of all
this excitement. Vic soon told me the reason. It appeared that on the
previous day a large party of our Negritos had gone into the territory
of the Buquils in order to get various kinds of forest produce (as they
had often done in the past), and had been treacherously attacked by
these Buquils, and many of them killed. One of these was the brother
of a sub-chief, who now approached us, and who was, I believe, the
husband of the frenzied woman. It was a very excitable scene that
followed. I suppose one might call it a council of war. It was a
mystery to me where all the Negritos came from and how they found us
out; but they came in ones and twos till there was a huge concourse
of them present, all gathered round their chief and squatting on the
ground.
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