lure that might result in the death of all
concerned, the Indian stood silent and motionless at the foot of a
gigantic cypress tree; but Teddy observed that he was on the alert for
the slightest unusual sound.

Cummings dealt out some food; but none of the party ate it. Hunger had
been banished by suspense, anxiety and anticipation.

Gradually the gloom was dispelled, and it became possible to see the
varied forms of life everywhere around.

The party had halted upon a slight elevation, where they had a limited
view of that portion of the forest which appeared to be distinct from
the region of marsh. As the sun arose, and a singularly dazzling light,
different from anything the boys had ever seen before was reflected on
the tops of the trees, it seemed as if every branch was laden with birds
of the most gorgeous plumage flitting here and there like movable jewels
against a background of green enamel.

Hundreds of monkeys filled the air with an almost incessant chattering
which drowned all other sounds, and snakes of every color and size
writhed and wriggled in different directions to greet the grateful heat
of the sun.

It was a picture most beautiful, and at the same time, because of the
serpents, terrifying.

Cummings began to make his way up the trunk of the cypress, aided by
Poyor; but when Jake would have followed, the Indian motioned for him to
remain with the boys.

[Illustration: The Indian stood silent and motionless at the foot of the
gigantic Cypress tree, etc.]

One glance appeared to be sufficient for the leader of the party, and as
he descended he whispered to Neal:

"We have made no mistake. The city can be seen plainly. You and your
companions may gratify your curiosity, for we shall remain here until
Poyor comes back."

Then turning to the Indian, Cummings whispered a few words, and the
former glided through the underbrush, being lost to view almost
immediately.

By assisting each other the three castaways were soon where such a
marvelous sight was presented that exclamations of surprise and
admiration burst from their lips; but, fortunately, the chattering of
the monkeys would have prevented the outcries from being heard had a
party of Chan Santa Cruz Indians been at the foot of the tree.

Far to the eastward was a long range of low, rocky mountains, and at the
north and south spurs or cliffs, all enclosing a beautiful valley in the
center of which was a city of dazzlingly white buildin