Wonders of the tropics; or, Explorations and adventures of Henry M Stanley and other world-renowned travelers, including Livingstone, Baker, Cameron, Speke, Emin Pasha, Du Chaillu, Andersson, etc., etc .. . t, alas ! after anhours search for adventure, I had encountered nothing, and I accord-ingly waxed courageous, and crept into one of these leafy, thorny caverns,and found myself shortly standing under a canopy of foliage that washeld above my head fully a hundred feet by the shapely and toweringstems of the royal mvule. Who can imagine the position? A smoothlawn-like glade; a dense and awful
Wonders of the tropics; or, Explorations and adventures of Henry M Stanley and other world-renowned travelers, including Livingstone, Baker, Cameron, Speke, Emin Pasha, Du Chaillu, Andersson, etc., etc .. . t, alas ! after anhours search for adventure, I had encountered nothing, and I accord-ingly waxed courageous, and crept into one of these leafy, thorny caverns,and found myself shortly standing under a canopy of foliage that washeld above my head fully a hundred feet by the shapely and toweringstems of the royal mvule. Who can imagine the position? A smoothlawn-like glade; a dense and awful growth of impenetrable jungle aroundus; those stately natural pillars—a glorious phalanx of royal trees, bear-ing at such sublime heightsvivid green masses of foliage, through whichno single sun-ray penetrated, while at our feet babbled the primeval brook,over smooth pebbles, in soft tones befitting the sacred quiet of the scene!Who could have desecrated this solemn, holy harmony of nature? Bufjust as I was thinking it impossible that any man could be temptedto disturb the serene solitude of the place, I saw a monkey perched highon a branch over my head, contemplating, with something of an awe- n. (311) 312 WONDERS OF THE TROPICS. struck look, the strange intruders beneath. Well, I could not help it, Ilaughed—laughed loud and long, until I was hushed by the chaos ofcries and strange noises which seemed to respond to my laughing. Atroop of monkeys, hidden in the leafy depths above, had been rudelyawakened, and, startled by the noise I made, were hunying away fromthe scene with a dreadful clamor of cries and Witli a Wild Boar. Emerging again into the broad sunlight, I strolled further in search ofsomething to shoot. Presently, I saw, feeding quietly in the forest whichbounded the valley of the Mtambu on the left, a huge, formidablewild boar, armed with most horrid tusks. Leaving Kalulu croucheddown behind a tree, and my solar helmet behind another close by
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