FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   103   104   105   106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127  
128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   >>   >|  
own the slope. A big tree had fallen, and among its roots Sam's lynx eyes marked a number of the little figures, washed clean, sparkling in the sun-rays. These good fellows have no secrets of the sort among themselves. They dug around, assured themselves that it was indubitably a huaco; then returned, like honest Caribs, to float the trunks down to Belize, and fulfil their contract, before attending to personal interests. They had cleared a space and built a hut of boughs, a 'ramada.' There Mr. Ponder found them assembled, smoking and sleeping after the mid-day meal. Warned by the guide's cheery shout they welcomed Mis'r George heartily--all but Sam; unanimously they asked, however, what on earth he wanted there, so far from home? Mr. Ponder told his complaint. The gang resolved itself into a sort of court-martial forthwith, the eldest seating himself upon a stump and the others grouping round. There was a moment's silence for thought; then the president, gravely: 'You, Carib Sam, what you say?' 'Say d---- sorry, sah! Mis'r Brown an' all the Mis'rs make fool of me! Then Mis'r George come--I never see Mis'r George before! He says go to bush an' pick orchid--a month contract!--a month! But I found gold here, an' I want pick it up--have no more say! d---- sorry!' Mr. Ponder relented. 'Why didn't you explain at the time, Sam?--I'm quite satisfied, Caribs! Sam and I will shake hands and there's an end of it!' But the others were not quite satisfied. The president sat shaking his head. 'When rains come,' said Sam to him anxiously, 'I get Mis'r George two canoe-loads, six canoe-loads of orchid, an' no mistake!' 'There, men! That's final! Let's shake hands round, and wash away all unpleasantness--here's the wash!--drink it up! Now will you show me your huaco?' First they showed him the plunder--hundreds of those little images, mostly human, in the rudest style of art, but pure gold; a large proportion alligators, some probably meant for birds, not a few mere lumps. Mr. Ponder calculated rapidly that the whole might represent three thousand pounds for division among ten men. But the Caribs began to fear that their huaco would prove to be a very small one. The yield had been failing in all directions lately. They had prospected round, but hitherto without success. No bones, nor weapons, nor anything but a few jars of pottery had been found. Such is the rule--without exception, I believe--in burial-grounds of this
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   103   104   105   106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127  
128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
Ponder
 

George

 

Caribs

 
contract
 

president

 

satisfied

 

orchid

 

explain

 

unpleasantness

 

anxiously


shaking

 
mistake
 

proportion

 
failing
 
directions
 

hitherto

 

prospected

 

success

 

exception

 

burial


grounds

 

weapons

 

pottery

 

division

 

rudest

 
relented
 

showed

 

plunder

 

hundreds

 

images


alligators

 

represent

 
pounds
 

thousand

 

rapidly

 

calculated

 

attending

 

fulfil

 

personal

 

interests


cleared
 
Belize
 

returned

 

honest

 

trunks

 
sleeping
 

smoking

 
assembled
 
boughs
 

ramada