. The adventures of a tropical tramp. AN INDIAN HOME. ^ ?Jti^tl^.ii: Jant 4, ^ A TYPICAL SCENE ALONG THE UCAYLI Down the Ucayali to the Amazon 289 As we continued our journey, we became accus-tomed to hitting sandbars. The native pilotssystem is to watch the two banks, and steer closeto the steeper. He finds deep water with some-thing akin to instinct, but every once in a whilehe guesses wrong. Frequently our lighter wouldbump and lurch and turn half around, carryingthe tug mth it, only to break loose again and con-tinue its mad career down the river. Sometimesit struck head on, and a shower o
. The adventures of a tropical tramp. AN INDIAN HOME. ^ ?Jti^tl^.ii: Jant 4, ^ A TYPICAL SCENE ALONG THE UCAYLI Down the Ucayali to the Amazon 289 As we continued our journey, we became accus-tomed to hitting sandbars. The native pilotssystem is to watch the two banks, and steer closeto the steeper. He finds deep water with some-thing akin to instinct, but every once in a whilehe guesses wrong. Frequently our lighter wouldbump and lurch and turn half around, carryingthe tug mth it, only to break loose again and con-tinue its mad career down the river. Sometimesit struck head on, and a shower of sparks came flying from the tugs funnel, while crew and pas-sengers turned somersaults across the would follow a period of pulling and strain-ing on the part of the tug, while the little com-mandante tore his hair and shouted orders atevery one in sight, to which no one paid any atten-tion. Usually we were off within an hour, andracing away just as wildly into the night. Toward morning it became frightfully any reader not acqua
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