A thousand miles in a dug-out; being the narrative of a journey of investigation among the red-skin Indians of Central Brazil . re-visited each hut, squattingdown on the proferred mat, and began to feel quitea barbarian. Some time after dark, four or five ubds, full ofmen and boys, with a few women, arrived, heraldedby the usual musical cries of greeting. One of the new arrivals was an old aunt ofO-di-dis, who raised her voice and howled over himwith great lamentation, and when she noticed meshe talked at me at a great rate. I felt ratherembarrassed, not understanding the meaning of thedemonst


A thousand miles in a dug-out; being the narrative of a journey of investigation among the red-skin Indians of Central Brazil . re-visited each hut, squattingdown on the proferred mat, and began to feel quitea barbarian. Some time after dark, four or five ubds, full ofmen and boys, with a few women, arrived, heraldedby the usual musical cries of greeting. One of the new arrivals was an old aunt ofO-di-dis, who raised her voice and howled over himwith great lamentation, and when she noticed meshe talked at me at a great rate. I felt ratherembarrassed, not understanding the meaning of thedemonstration, unless it was a reproof for keeping0-di-di away so long. Both O-di-dis parents aredead, his father having been killed in warfare withthe Tapirapes, who, though of Carajd origin, are noton good terms with the latter. Another of O-di-dis numerous relations wasa splendid-looking man of about 35 years, with amost kindly and attractive face, which, but for hispaint and disfiguring tribal marks would be acredit to anyone. I noticed many pets about the village, includ-ing two big owls, a young jabaroo, a tame gull and34. IN A DUG-OUT. a tiny capivara, or wild pig, beside the usual macawsand parrots. The new arrivals roasted their fish also, andthus there were three or fuur lots of fish cooking atthe same time, making the aldeia (village) quite abright and interesting scene. The next day was Sunday, and although I wason excellent terms with these people, whose heartsand confidence are easily won, yet to be obliged tolive in intimate contact with them and without theknowledge of their language, becomes very tryingin course of time. I resolved, therefore, to descendthe river a few miles and rest at some quiet spotfor the rest of the day. We paddled away, with a strong current in ourfavour, and in a few hours had made such unex-pected progress that, when I had just settled uponan excellent spot for our camp, 0-di-di, to my greatsurprise, pulled out his horn and began to blow,after


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