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Hurrah, boys!" and Potto took aim at another Malay leader who now occupied the position of the first. Merlin was fully as eager for the fight as any one, and rushed backwards and forwards, poking his snout between the palisades wherever there was an opening, and barking furiously. "I wish we had another python to let loose on them, uncle," I said to Mr Sedgwick, near whom I was standing.
A badger-like animal of Madagascar, the Mangu, is also regarded as a civet: so, too, are the Coatis of the New World, though these last are evidently of much nearer kin to the badgers. Perhaps the curious creature known as the Potto, or Kinkajou, has more pretensions to a place among the civets: at all events, it deserves one in the general group of the weasels.
The teeth of the labyrinthodon, the hand of the potto, the whalebone of whales, the wings of birds, the climbing tendrils of some plants, &c. have also been adduced as instances of structures, the origin and production of which are probably due rather to considerable modifications than to minute increments.
"No, but I have a friend," I answered; and told them how Macco had escaped from the pirates. Begging them to wait, I ran back to where I had left him at work. "Well den," he said, "we leab de boat for some oder person to build. I bery glad to see Potto Jumbo and my old friends." I ran back to the boat, Macco following me. We were soon on board, and pulling to the cutter.
Potto Jumbo begged that he might accompany us, and Oliver and he and I, with the two gentlemen, each armed with an axe and a long bamboo spear, hurried back to where we had seen the python. As we reached it the hind legs of the pig were just disappearing within its jaws. "Now is the time for the attack," cried Mr Sedgwick, rushing forward with his axe and dealing the animal a blow behind the neck.
I remembered this, or perhaps I should say I did not think about anything but the one idea of saving the life of a fellow-creature. I was lightly clad. Throwing off my jacket, before Potto Jumbo could cry out, or any one else attempt to stop me, I was overboard. I was in the water almost as soon as the cry of "A man overboard!" was raised.
"I would as soon think of eating a nigger boy." "No, no, Massa Tarbox," answered Potto, in an indignant tone. "Nigger boy got soul. Dis," and he gave the brute a kick with his foot, "just like hog or cow." "You may spare yourself the trouble of cutting a steak out of him," said Roger Trew. "I do not think any of us would make up our minds to eat him, whatever he may be."
To pick up one person was difficult, but to take up three the risk was far greater. "You go first!" cried Potto Jumbo, as the boat approached. "No, no," I said; "let Oliver be taken in. He is almost drowned as it is." We could see the boat's bows almost above us. It seemed as if the next instant she would come down like a huge hammer upon our heads.
This remark was made by a dark-skinned native of the East, who was standing at the time near the caboose. He was the serang of the Lascars, of whom we had a dozen on board. Ali Tomba was his name. He and Potto Jumbo could not abide each other, so it seemed.
I thought to myself, if any natives are in the island, how easily we might have been surprised; or if tigers lurk in its thickets, how easily one of our party might be picked off. Presently Potto Jumbo sprang to his feet with a loud shout. He must have been dreaming, and supposed that one of the animals I was thinking of was approaching.
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