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Guapo had a plan of his own for bringing it that way, and he at once proceeded to put his plan into execution. They started along the trail going from the water, and towards the lair of the beast. The hunter knew it would not be very distant perhaps a quarter or half-a-mile, perhaps less. Before starting he cautioned Leon to keep close behind him, and not to make the least noise.
The "coca," upon which Guapo made his supper, and which contented his stomach perfectly for the night, was an article very different from either the cacao which makes chocolate, or the nut of the cocoa-palm. You are now impatient to hear what sort of thing it was, and I shall tell you at once.
Hurrah! he is down; but the poison does not kill him, for the axe of Don Pablo is crashing through his skull. Hurrah! the monster is dead, and Leon is triumphantly borne off on the shoulders of the faithful Guapo! Don Pablo dragged the puma away, in order that they might get his fine skin.
They, of course, reached them by crossing the tree-bridge, and then keeping up the stream on the farther side. For several days they had been at work in this new direction, and were getting bark in by the hundredweight. One day Guapo and Leon had gone by themselves Guapo to fell the trees as usual, and Leon, who was now an expert bark-peeler, to use the scalping-knife.
The change of colour was produced by the decomposition of a hydruret of carbon; the hydrogen was burned, and the carbon set free. Guapo now dipped a few of his arrows, and carefully deposited them in a large joint of bamboo, which served as a quiver.
He went no farther than the Puna no farther than the hut of his friend the vaquero who, by a previous understanding with Guapo, had kept himself informed about political matters.
Guapo knew the reason well, and before leaving their place of observation the others had an explanation of it. While they stood gazing one of the great globes was seen to fall from the tree above. The loud report as it struck the earth could have been heard a long way off. It caused the whole assemblage of living creatures to start.
Don Pablo shouted words of encouragement in a hoarse voice. Guapo seized his axe which fortunately he had finished hafting and ran towards the bridge, along the water's edge. Don Pablo followed with his pistols, which he had hastily got his hands upon. For a short moment there was silence on both sides of the river. Guapo was opposite Leon, both running.
The bark-hunters now continued their route, and shortly after entered a little glade or opening in the forest, about an acre in size. When they had reached the middle of this, Guapo threw his ais upon the ground and marched on. "Why do you leave them?" inquired the others. "No fear for them," replied Guapo; "they'll be there when we come back.
What, then, was to be done, as Guapo could not well manage the palms without help? After examining the stream, both above and below, no crossing place could be found, but just at the point where it ran out of the valley, the space between the high banks was very narrow. A good long plank would have reached across it had they only had one but that they had not.
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