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Updated: May 27, 2025
Again the Guiana jungle comes wonderfully to the eye and mysteriously to the mind; again my khakis and sneakers are skin-comfortable; again I am squatted on a pleasant mat of leaves in a miniature gorge, miles back of my Kartabo bungalow. Life elsewhere has already become unthinkable.
Neither the mind which had planned our Kartabo bungalow, nor the hands which fashioned it; neither the mahogany walls hewn from the adjoining jungle, nor the white-pine beams which had known many decades of snowy winters none of these were obtrusive.
He was governor, captain, store-keeper and Indian trader, and his salary was thirty guilders, or about twelve dollars, a month about what I paid my cook-boy. The high tide of development at Kartabo came two hundred and three years ago, when, as we read in the old records, a Colony House was erected here.
Army ants have no insignia to lay aside, and their swords are too firmly hafted in their own beings to be hung up as post-bellum mural decorations, or as is done only in poster-land metamorphosed into pruning-hooks and plowshares. I sat at my laboratory table at Kartabo, and looked down river to the pink roof of Kalacoon, and my mind went back to the shambles of Pit Number Five.
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