Part 40 (1/2)
”Well, ma.s.sa,” said Raggy, ”it was some fun to de buffaloes anyhow, and it not hurt Raggy much.”
Another day Harry had narrowly escaped being killed by a rhinoceros.
Quiet enough these animals are at times, but whatever other travellers may say, I advise you to keep out of their track when they lose temper.
Somali Jack was one day posted behind his rope when down thundered a small herd of giraffes. Over went number three. Out came Jack and attacked him, but, like the witch in Tam o' Shanter--
”Little wist he that beast's mettle.”
One kick sent Jack flying yards and yards away; the blow alighted on his chest, and, strange to say, the blood sprang from his nose and mouth.
Jack said n.o.body could hit so hard as a giraffe unless his master, and he never tried again to spear a--
”Roebuck run to seed.”
They had now many rivers to cross and miles on miles to walk sometimes before they could find a ford. But the current seldom ran very strong.
The worst of it was that often, even after they found the ford and got over, there was a marsh to cross, worse than any bog in old Ireland.
Many of these marshes were infested with crocodiles. Oh, how innocent these brutes can appear, basking in the suns.h.i.+ne on the banks, or lying in shallow streams with nothing out and up except their hideous heads!
Yonder, for example, is one immense skull, not far from the bank. He is asleep, is he not? Go a little closer. He never moves. You feel sure he is good-natured, and that the crocodile is a much-libelled reptile.
Go closer still and look at him. Ugly enough he is, but so innocent-looking! You would like to smoothe him, wouldn't you, little boy?
Snap! Where are you now? It is sincerely to be hoped that your mamma has another good little boy like you to supply your place, for _you_ will never be seen again.
And your great ”good-natured” crocodile is very playful now, and goes away swis.h.i.+ng through the water to tell all the other crocodiles how very happy he feels, because he has a little boy in his stomach.
They came, at length, to a range of rugged hills which it took them a whole day to get across. They encamped at night in a dreary glen, and had to keep a great fire burning until the sun rose over the mountains, for this glen seemed to be the home _par excellence_ of the lions.
These monsters, many of which they saw, were the largest they had yet fallen in with.
They were evidently filled with resentment at the daring invasion of their territory, and made not only night hideous with their threatening and growling, but sleep quite impossible.
Harry was glad enough to continue the journey next day as early as possible, but they had not got far before a terrible thunderstorm made all pedal progression quite impossible for the time being. It was well they were pretty high up among the hills, for with the thunder and lightning came a wind of hurricane force; they could hear the great trees smas.h.i.+ng in the forest beneath them, and noticed scores of wild beasts seeking sheltered corners in which to hide till the violence of the storm should abate.
Another night in this mountain forest; another night among the wild beasts.
Next day was bright and fine, but not for hours after did the sun appear, owing to the mists that were rising all over the land.
On the evening of that same day they came to the margin of what appeared at first to be a broad rolling river. There were a few native canoes on it.
One immensely large dug-out was soon observed coming towards them, so it was evident they were already seen. In the stern sheets, when it came near enough, Harry could descry a single figure sitting under the broad canopy of an umbrella.
No one else in the boat, and the figure astern not moving a muscle!
”How is it done?” said Harry to himself. ”It is a mystery. Can these savages have invented electricity as a motor power?”
Nearer and nearer came the boat, but the mystery was as far from being explained as ever.
The individual who sat in the boat was a portly negro, very black, very comely and jolly-looking. He was dressed from the shoulders to the knees in a loose blue robe of cotton cloth. This appeared to be simply rolled round the loins and then carried over the shoulder. On his head he wore a skin hat with the hairy side out and a long tail hanging down behind it. Round his neck was a string of lions' tusks, in his ears immense copper rings, in one hand a broad-bladed spear, and in the other a long s.h.i.+eld of hide studded with copper nails.