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Suddenly
the
yellow-haired
chief
was
attacked
by
a
man
quite
as
strong
and
large
as
himself
.
He
flourished
a
heavy
club
,
something
like
an
eagle
's
beak
at
the
point
.
For
a
second
or
two
these
giants
eyed
each
other
warily
,
moving
round
and
round
,
as
if
to
catch
each
other
at
a
disadvantage
;
but
seeing
that
nothing
was
to
be
gained
by
this
caution
,
and
that
the
loss
of
time
might
effectually
turn
the
tide
of
battle
either
way
,
they
apparently
made
up
their
minds
to
attack
at
the
same
instant
,
for
,
with
a
wild
shout
and
simultaneous
spring
,
they
swung
their
heavy
clubs
,
which
met
with
a
loud
report
.
Suddenly
the
yellow-haired
savage
tripped
,
his
enemy
sprang
forward
,
the
ponderous
club
was
swung
;
but
it
did
not
descend
,
for
at
that
moment
the
savage
was
felled
to
the
ground
by
a
stone
from
the
hand
of
one
who
had
witnessed
his
chief
's
danger
.
This
was
the
turning-point
in
the
battle
.
The
savages
who
landed
first
turned
and
fled
towards
the
bush
on
seeing
the
fall
of
their
chief
.
But
not
one
escaped
;
they
were
all
overtaken
and
felled
to
the
earth
.
I
saw
,
however
,
that
they
were
not
all
killed
.
Indeed
,
their
enemies
,
now
that
they
were
conquered
,
seemed
anxious
to
take
them
alive
;
and
they
succeeded
in
securing
fifteen
,
whom
they
bound
hand
and
foot
with
cords
,
and
carrying
them
up
into
the
woods
,
laid
them
down
among
the
bushes
.
Here
they
left
them
,
for
what
purpose
I
knew
not
,
and
returned
to
the
scene
of
the
late
battle
,
where
the
remnant
of
the
party
were
bathing
their
wounds
.
Out
of
the
forty
blacks
that
composed
the
attacking
party
only
twenty-eight
remained
alive
,
two
of
whom
were
sent
into
the
bush
to
hunt
for
the
women
and
children
.
Of
the
other
party
,
as
I
have
said
,
only
fifteen
survived
,
and
these
were
lying
bound
and
helpless
on
the
grass
.
Jack
and
Peterkin
and
I
now
looked
at
each
other
,
and
whispered
our
fears
that
the
savages
might
clamber
up
the
rocks
to
search
for
fresh
water
,
and
so
discover
our
place
of
concealment
;
but
we
were
so
much
interested
in
watching
their
movements
that
we
agreed
to
remain
where
we
were
--
and
indeed
we
could
not
easily
have
risen
without
exposing
ourselves
to
detection
.
One
of
the
savages
now
went
up
to
the
woods
and
soon
returned
with
a
bundle
of
firewood
,
and
we
were
not
a
little
surprised
to
see
him
set
fire
to
it
by
the
very
same
means
used
by
Jack
the
time
we
made
our
first
fire
--
namely
,
with
the
bow
and
drill
.
When
the
fire
was
kindled
,
two
of
the
party
went
again
to
the
woods
and
returned
with
one
of
the
bound
men
.
A
dreadful
feeling
of
horror
crept
over
my
heart
as
the
thought
flashed
upon
me
that
they
were
going
to
burn
their
enemies
.
As
they
bore
him
to
the
fire
my
feelings
almost
overpowered
me
.
I
gasped
for
breath
,
and
seizing
my
club
,
endeavoured
to
spring
to
my
feet
;
but
Jack
's
powerful
arm
pinned
me
to
the
earth
.
Next
moment
one
of
the
savages
raised
his
club
and
fractured
the
wretched
creature
's
skull
.
He
must
have
died
instantly
;
and
,
strange
though
it
may
seem
,
I
confess
to
a
feeling
of
relief
when
the
deed
was
done
,
because
I
now
knew
that
the
poor
savage
could
not
be
burned
alive
.
Scarcely
had
his
limbs
ceased
to
quiver
when
the
monsters
cut
slices
of
flesh
from
his
body
,
and
after
roasting
them
slightly
over
the
fire
,
devoured
them
.
Suddenly
there
arose
a
cry
from
the
woods
,
and
in
a
few
seconds
the
two
savages
hastened
towards
the
fire
,
dragging
the
three
women
and
their
two
infants
along
with
them
.
One
of
these
women
was
much
younger
than
her
companions
,
and
we
were
struck
with
the
modesty
of
her
demeanour
and
the
gentle
expression
of
her
face
,
which
,
although
she
had
the
flattish
nose
and
thick
lips
of
the
others
,
was
of
a
light-brown
colour
,
and
we
conjectured
that
she
must
be
of
a
different
race
.
She
and
her
companions
wore
short
petticoats
,
and
a
kind
of
tippet
on
their
shoulders
.
Their
hair
was
jet
black
,
but
instead
of
being
long
,
was
short
and
curly
--
though
not
woolly
--
somewhat
like
the
hair
of
a
young
boy
.
While
we
gazed
with
interest
and
some
anxiety
at
these
poor
creatures
,
the
big
chief
advanced
to
one
of
the
elder
females
and
laid
his
hand
upon
the
child
.
But
the
mother
shrank
from
him
,
and
clasping
the
little
one
to
her
bosom
,
uttered
a
wail
of
fear
.
With
a
savage
laugh
,
the
chief
tore
the
child
from
her
arms
and
tossed
it
into
the
sea
.
A
low
groan
burst
from
Jack
's
lips
as
he
witnessed
this
atrocious
act
and
heard
the
mother
's
shriek
as
she
fell
insensible
on
the
sand
.
The
rippling
waves
rolled
the
child
on
the
beach
,
as
if
they
refused
to
be
a
party
in
such
a
foul
murder
,
and
we
could
observe
that
the
little
one
still
lived
.
The
young
girl
was
now
brought
forward
,
and
the
chief
addressed
her
;
but
although
we
heard
his
voice
and
even
the
words
distinctly
,
of
course
we
could
not
understand
what
he
said
.
The
girl
made
no
answer
to
his
fierce
questions
,
and
we
saw
by
the
way
in
which
he
pointed
to
the
fire
that
he
threatened
her
life
.
"
Peterkin
,
"
said
Jack
in
a
hoarse
whisper
,
"
have
you
got
your
knife
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Peterkin
,
whose
face
was
pale
as
death
.
