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Title: Through five republics on horseback; being an account of many wanderings in South America
Year: 1920 (1920s)
Authors: Ray, George Whitfield
Subjects: South America -- Description and travel
Publisher: Cleveland, Ohio : C. Hauser
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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had returned from the royaltribe, who had offered to cut a way from theirside, and these two strangers were to assist us. With this additional help we again penetratedthe forest. The men cut with a will, and I drovethe horses after them. Black, howling monkeys,with long beards and grave countenances, leaptamong the trees. Red and blue macaws screechedoverhead, and many a large serpent received itsdeath-blow from our machetes. Sometimes wewere fortunate enough to secure a bees nest fullof honey, or find luscious fruit. At times Istopped to admire a giant tree, eight or ten feetin diameter, or orchids of the most delicate hues,but the passage was hard and trying, and thestagnant air most difficult to breathe. The fallentree-trunks, over which we had to step, or goaround or under, were very numerous, and some-times we landed in a bed, not of roses, but ofthorns. Sloths and strange birds nests hungfrom the trees, while the mosquitos and insectsmade life almost unendurable. We were covered
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PARAGUAYAN FOREST INDIAN.These dwarf men use a verv long bow, ^vliile the Patagonian uses a short one. 175 Paraguay. with carapatas, bruised and torn, and almosteaten up alive with insects. Under the spreading branches of one of thelargest trees we came upon an abandoned In-dian camp. This, I was told, had belonged tothe little men of the woods, hairy dwarfs, afew of whom inhabit the depths of the forest, andkill their game with blow-pipes. Of course we§aw none of the poor creatures. Their scent isas keen as an animalg; they are agile as monkeys,and make off to hide in the hollow trunks oftrees, or bury themselves in the decaying vegeta-tion until danger is part. Poor pigmy! Whatplace will he occupy in the life that is to be? CHAPTER X. WE REACH THE SUN-WORSHIPPERS, Aftee some days journey we heard shonts,and knew that, like entombed miners, we werebeing dug out on the other side! The Caingwassoon met us, and I looked into their faces andgravely saluted. They stared at me in speechle

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