Eight Hundred Leagues on the Amazon by Jules Verne

succession are detached from the scoop, exposed to the sun, hardened,

and assume the brownish color with which we are familiar. The

manufacture is then complete.

Benito, finding a capital opportunity, bought from the Indians all

the caoutchouc stored in their cabins, which, by the way, are mostly

built on piles. The price he gave them was sufficiently

remunierative, and they were highly satisfied.

Four days later, on the 14th of August, the jangada passed the mouths

of the Purus.

This is another of the large affluents of the Amazon, and seems to

possess a navigable course, even for large ships, of over five

hundred leagues. It rises in the southwest, and measures nearly five

thousand feet across at its junction with the main river. After

winding beneath the shade of ficuses, tahuaris, nipa palms, and

cecropias, it enters the Amazon by five mouths.

Hereabouts Araujo the pilot managed with great ease. The course of

the river was but slightly obstructed with islands, and besides, from

one bank to another its width is about two leagues.

The current, too, took along the jangada more steadily, and on the

18th of August it stopped at the village of Pasquero to pass the

night.

The sun was already low on the horizon, and with the rapidity

peculiar to these low latitudes, was about to set vertically, like an

enormous meteor.

Joam Garral and his wife, Lina, and old Cybele, were in front of the

house.

Torres, after having for an instant turned toward Joam as if he would

speak to him, and prevented perhaps by the arrival of Padre Passanha,

who had come to bid the family good-night, had gone back to his

cabin.

The Indians and the negroes were at their quarters along the sides.

Araujo, seated at the bow, was watching the current which extended

straight away in front of him.

Manoel and Benito, with their eyes open, but chatting and smoking

with apparent indifference, walked about the central part of the

craft awaiting the hour of repose.

All at once Manoel stopped Benito with his hand and said:

“What a queer smell! Am I wrong? Do you not notice it?”

“One would say that it was the odor of burning musk!” replied Benito.

“There ought to be some alligators asleep on the neighboring beach!”

“Well, nature has done wisely in allowing them so to betray

themselves.”

“Yes,” said Benito, “it is fortunate, for they are sufficiently

formidable creatures!”

Often at the close of the day these saurians love to stretch

themselves on the shore, and install themselves comfortably there to

pass the night. Crouched at the opening of a hole, into which they

have crept back, they sleep with the mouth open, the upper jaw

perpendicularly erect, so as to lie in wait for their prey. To these

amphibians it is but sport to launch themselves in its pursuit,

either by swimming through the waters propelled by their tails or

running along the bank with a speed no man can equal.

It is on these huge beaches that the caymans are born, live, and die,

not without affording extraordinary examples of longevity. Not only

can the old ones, the centenarians, be recognized by the greenish

moss which carpets their carcass and is scattered over their

protuberances, but by their natural ferocity, which increases with

age. As Benito said, they are formidable creatures, and it is

fortunate that their attacks can be guarded against.

Suddenly cries were heard in the bow.

“Caymans! caymans!”

Manoel and Benito came forward and looked.

Three large saurians, from fifteen to twenty feet long, had managed

to clamber on to the platform of the raft.

“Bring the guns! Bring the guns!” shouted Benito, making signs to the

Indians and the blacks to get behind.

“Into the house!” said Manoel; “make haste!”

And in truth, as they could not attack them at once, the bst thing

they could do was to get into shelter without delay.

It was done in an instant. The Garral family took refuge in the

house, where the two young men joined them. The Indians and the

negroes ran into their huts and cabins. As they were shutting the

door:

“And Minha?” said Manoel.

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