iously as
some delicate wine-bibber experimenting, glass in hand, among his dusty
demijohns of different vintages.

Some of the young men, with more flexible frames than their comrades, and
perhaps with more courageous souls, had a way of walking up the trunk of
the cocoa-nut trees which to me seemed little less than miraculous; and
when looking at them in the act, I experienced that curious perplexity a
child feels when he beholds a fly moving feet uppermost along a ceiling.

I will endeavour to describe the way in which Narnee, a noble young chief,
sometimes performed this feat for my particular gratification; but his
preliminary performances must also be recorded. Upon my signifying my
desire that he should pluck me the young fruit of some particular tree,
the handsome savage, throwing himself into a sudden attitude of surprise,
feigns astonishment at the apparent absurdity of the request. Maintaining
this position for a moment, the strange emotions depicted on his
countenance soften down into one of humorous resignation to my will, and
then, looking wistfully up to the tufted top of the tree, he stands on
tip-toe, straining his neck and elevating his arms, as though endeavouring
to reach the fruit from the ground where he stands. As if defeated in this
childish attempt, he now sinks to the earth despondingly, beating his
breast in well-acted despair; and then, starting to his feet all at once,
and throwing back his head, raises both hands, like a schoolboy about to
catch a falling ball. After continuing this for a moment or two, as if in
expectation that the fruit was going to be tossed down to him by some good
spirit in the tree-top, he turns wildly round in another fit of despair,
and scampers off to the distance of thirty or forty yards. Here he remains
awhile, eyeing the tree, the very picture of misery; but the next moment,
receiving, as it were, a flash of inspiration, he rushes again towards it,
and clasping both arms about the trunk, with one elevated a little above
the other, he presses the soles of his feet close together against the
tree, extending his legs from it until they are nearly horizontal, and his
body becomes doubled into an arch; then, hand over hand and foot after
foot, he rises from the earth with steady rapidity, and almost before you
are aware of it, has gained the cradled and embowered nest of nuts, and
with boisterous glee flings the fruit to the ground.

This mode of walking the tree is