The Wings of the Morning eBook

Louis Tracy
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 332 pages of information about The Wings of the Morning.

The Wings of the Morning eBook

Louis Tracy
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 332 pages of information about The Wings of the Morning.

“Now we are ready for them,” he growled, lying prone on the ledge and eagerly scanning both sides of Prospect Park for a first glimpse of their assailants.

For two shivering hours they waited there, until the sun was high over the cliff and filled sea and land with his brightness.  At last, despite the girl’s tears and prayers, Jenks insisted on making a reconnaissance in person.

Let this portion of their adventures be passed over with merciful brevity.  Both watch-guns had been fired by the troupe of tiny wou-wou monkeys!  Iris did not know whether to laugh or cry, when Jenks, with much difficulty, lowered her to mother earth again, and marveled the while how he had managed to carry forty feet into the air a young woman who weighed so solidly.

They sat down to a belated breakfast, and Jenks then became conscious that the muscles of his arms, legs, and back were aching hugely.  It was by that means he could judge the true extent of his achievement.  Iris, too, realized it gradually, but, like the Frenchwoman in the earthquake, she was too concerned with memories of her state of deshabille to appreciate, all at once, the incidents of the dawn.

CHAPTER IX

THE SECRET OF THE CAVE

The sailor went after those monkeys in a mood of relentless severity.  Thus far, the regular denizens of Rainbow Island had dwelt together in peace and mutual goodwill, but each diminutive wou-wou must be taught not to pull any strings he found tied promiscuously to trees or stakes.  As a preliminary essay, Jenks resolved to try force combined with artifice.  Failing complete success, he would endeavor to kill every monkey in the place, though he had in full measure the inherent dislike of Anglo-India to the slaying of the tree-people.

This, then, is what he did.  After filling a biscuit tin with good-sized pebbles, he donned a Dyak hat, blouse, and belt, rubbed earth over his face and hands, and proceeded to pelt the wou-wous mercilessly.  For more than an hour he made their lives miserable, until at the mere sight of him they fled, shrieking and gurgling like a thousand water-bottles.  Finally he constructed several Dyak scarecrows and erected one to guard each of his alarm-guns.  The device was thoroughly effective.  Thenceforth, when some adventurous monkey—­swinging with hands or tail among the treetops in the morning search for appetizing nut or luscious plantain—­saw one of those fearsome bogies, he raised such a hubbub that all his companions scampered hastily from the confines of the wood to the inner fastnesses.

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