iedam, which
undoubtedly had the good effect of sending her off into a sound sleep.

In a short time the Indians arrived with the head of the alligator,
which they and Sambo proposed to preserve, in order, the latter said, to
make a figurehead for the new vessel!

"We will think about it," answered Uncle Paul. "I doubt whether it
would bring pleasant recollections to the mind of our little maiden. At
any rate, we will carry it with us on board, and perhaps in after years
she may be less unwilling to look at it than at present, when she may
exhibit it to another generation as she describes our adventures in the
wilds of the Orinoco."

CHAPTER FOURTEEN.

CAPTURE OF A YOUNG MACAW--THE POTTERY MANUFACTORY AND OTHER
EMPLOYMENTS--THE INDIARUBBER OR SERINGA TREE--HOW UNCLE PAUL MADE OUR
SHOES--THE IGUANA--CAPTURE A CURASSOW AND A TAPIR--MARIAN'S ENCOUNTER
WITH THE LABARRI SNAKE--A LAUGHABLE SCENE.

Quacko and Ara, though the only idle members on our estate, were,
contrary to the usual rule, perfectly happy, and certainly afforded us
all constant amusement. Tim observed that they were growing conceited,
and thought too much of themselves. He proposed, therefore, to try to
catch a few more pets, in order to teach them to behave properly, and to
show them that they were not of so much importance as they were inclined
to suppose. Tim, whenever he could get away from work, was fond of
making exploring expeditions on either side of the settlement. He had
discovered, not far off, the roosting-place of a flock of macaws, and
had determined to capture one. I reminded him of the way Arthur and I
had been attacked when we had attempted to rob their nests on Grove
Island.

"To be sure, Master Guy; but it will be a very different matter here,"
he answered. "We shall be on firm ground, and able to use our legs if
they attack us; for, as you see, they are all perched up on the trees,
and will not be inclined to come off for the sake of looking after a
friend or two who may tumble to the ground."

Tim had told Kallolo of his intention, and we all set off together,
Kallolo with his blowpipe, Tim and I with our bows and arrows. Tim, in
addition, carried a long mat fastened at one end, a string being drawn
through the other. Kallolo told us, as he went along, that had he
possessed some salt he should have had no difficulty in catching as many
macaws alive as we might wish for; but as yet we had not discovered that
necessar