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ed a small stream. The storm had abated, but the stream was swollen with the rain, and we could not cross it. We were now a safe distance from our pursuers--at least, we thought so--and we resolved to "pitch our camp" upon the bank. This was a simple operation, and consisted in pitching ourselves to the ground under the shade of a spreading tree. Raoul, who was a tireless spirit, kindled a fire, and commenced knocking down the nuts of the corozo palm, that hung in clusters over our heads. We dried our wet garments, and Lincoln set about dressing our numerous wounds. In this surgical process our shirts suffered severely; but the skill of the hunter soothed our swelling limbs, and after a frugal dinner upon palm-nuts and pitahayas we stretched ourselves along the greensward, and were soon asleep. I was in that dreamy state, half-sleeping half-waking, when I was aroused by a strange noise that sounded like a multitude of voices--the voices of children. Raising my head I perceived the hunter in an attitude of listening. "What is it, Bob?" I inquired. "Dod rot me if I kin tell, Cap'n! Hyur, Rowl! what's all this hyur channerin?" "It's the _araguatoes_," muttered the Frenchman, half-asleep. "Harry-gwaters! an what i' the name o' Nick's them? Talk plain lingo, Rowl. What are they?" "Monkeys, then," replied the latter, waking up, and laughing at his companion. "Thar's a good grist on 'em, then, I reckin," said Lincoln, throwing himself back unconcernedly. "They are coming towards the stream. They will most likely cross by the rocks yonder," observed Raoul. "How?--swim it?" I asked. "It is a torrent there." "Oh, no!" answered the Frenchman; "monkeys would rather go into fire than water. If they cannot leap the stream, they'll bridge it." "Bridge it! and how?" "Stop a moment, Captain; you shall see." The half-human voices now sounded nearer, and we could perceive that the animals were approaching the spot where we lay. Presently they appeared upon the opposite bank, headed by an old grey-bearded chieftain, and officered like a regiment of soldiers. They were, as Raoul had stated, the _araguatoes_ (_Simia ursina_) of the tribe of "_alouattes_," or "_howlers_." They were of that species known as "_monos colorados_" (red monkeys). They were about the size of foxhounds, though there was a difference in this respect between the males and females. Many of the latter were mothers, and
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