is in
the muscles of the shoulders, chest, and back."

"And jaw," said Compton. "Look at the sweep of the jaw-bone. He
would crack a man's thigh with ease."

"And just think," said Venning, "that he has practically four hands,
that he can spring like a lion, climb like a leopard, walk like a
man, swing like a monkey, bite like a hyaena, and strike like a
battering-ram. I guess I've had enough of gorillas."

When Mr. Hume signalled to the guides to continue, they expressed by
signs their astonishment that the white men did not sit down to make
a meal off the gorilla; and when they really did gather that the
feast was to be abandoned, one remained behind, and another
disappeared into the trees, while the third resumed the journey with
backward looks of regret. About an hour later they met the entire
pigmy tribe on the way to the feast, and as they swarmed over the
tree in passing, the little people greeted Mr. Hume with much honour
as the "father of all the gorillas."

The next day the travellers reached the opening whence they had
started on the trail of the cannibals a few days before. They
parted with the sooty guide, giving him a handful of sugar, a stick
of tobacco, a small tin of salt, and a cartridge-case. The latter
he placed proudly in a hole in the lobe of his ear; the other things
he stowed away in his little sack, made from the skin of a small
monkey.

When he had gone, the three plunged into the wood to follow the
river down to the spot where the Okapi had been docked. After
leaving many shreds and patches of clothing on the thorns, Mr. Hume
and Venning discovered the spot by the "blaze" on the trees
adjoining made by the axe. If it had not been for those signs, they
would not have recognized the place, for they had expected to find a
clearing, and, instead, there was already a thicket of young shoots,
which had sprouted from the buried saplings. Cutting away this
growth, they soon removed the soft mould and the covering of
branches. Then they cut a way down to the river, and ran the Okapi
out into the water. The chains were greased, the deck riveted in
position, the mast fixed, and the boat washed down. That done,
Venning put into effect a scheme he had been turning over in his
mind for a regular hot-air bath that would steam all the ague,
rheumatism, and fever out of them.

"What we must do," Mr. Hume was always insisting, "is to keep the
circulation active."

"We're going to have a Turkish ba