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The
nights
no
longer
echoed
the
accustomed
roarings
.
Nothing
broke
the
silence
but
the
concert
of
frogs
,
which
Cameron
compares
with
the
noise
of
calkers
calking
a
ship
;
with
riveters
who
rivet
,
and
the
drillers
who
drill
,
in
a
shipbuilder
's
yard
.
The
country
on
the
two
banks
was
flat
and
destitute
of
trees
as
far
as
the
most
distant
hills
that
bounded
it
on
the
east
and
west
.
The
spurges
grew
alone
and
in
profusion
--
not
the
euphosbium
which
produces
cassava
or
tapioca
flour
,
but
those
from
which
they
draw
an
oil
which
does
not
serve
as
food
.
Meantime
it
is
necessary
to
provide
some
nourishment
.
Dick
Sand
knew
not
what
to
do
,
and
Hercules
reminded
him
that
the
natives
often
eat
the
young
shoots
of
the
ferns
and
the
pith
which
the
papyrus
leaf
contains
.
He
himself
,
while
following
the
caravan
of
Ibn
Ilamis
across
the
desert
,
had
been
more
than
once
reduced
to
this
expedient
to
satisfy
his
hunger
.
Happily
,
the
ferns
and
the
papyrus
grew
in
profusion
along
the
banks
,
and
the
marrow
or
pith
,
which
has
a
sweet
flavor
,
was
appreciated
by
all
,
particularly
by
little
Jack
.
This
was
not
a
very
cheering
prospect
;
the
food
was
not
strengthening
,
but
the
next
day
,
thanks
to
Cousin
Benedict
,
they
were
better
served
.
Since
the
discovery
of
the
"
Hexapodus
Benedictus
,
"
which
was
to
immortalize
his
name
,
Cousin
Benedict
had
recovered
his
usual
manners
.
The
insect
was
put
in
a
safe
place
,
that
is
to
say
,
stuck
in
the
crown
of
his
hat
,
and
the
savant
had
recommenced
his
search
whenever
they
were
on
shore
.
During
that
day
,
while
hunting
in
the
high
grass
,
he
started
a
bird
whose
warbling
attracted
him
.
Dick
Sand
was
going
to
shoot
it
,
when
Cousin
Benedict
cried
out
:
"
Do
n't
fire
,
Dick
!
Do
n't
fire
!
A
bird
among
five
persons
would
not
be
enough
.
"
"
It
will
be
enough
for
Jack
,
"
replied
Dick
Sand
,
taking
aim
at
the
bird
,
which
was
in
no
hurry
to
fly
away
.
"
No
,
no
!
"
said
Cousin
Benedict
,
"
do
not
fire
!
It
is
an
indicator
,
and
it
will
bring
us
honey
in
abundance
.
"
