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<h2> CHAPTER XIV. STILL DESCENDING </h2>
<p>AT DAYBREAK on the morrow, the 27th of June, the cables were cast off, and
the raft continued its journey down the river.</p>
<p>An extra passenger was on board. Whence came this Torres? No one exactly
knew. Where was he going to? "To Manaos," he said. Torres was careful to
let no suspicion of his past life escape him, nor of the profession that
he had followed till within the last two months, and no one would have
thought that the jangada had given refuge to an old captain of the woods.
Joam Garral did not wish to mar the service he was rendering by questions
of too pressing a nature.</p>
<p>In taking him on board the fazender had obeyed a sentiment of humanity. In
the midst of these vast Amazonian deserts, more especially at the time
when the steamers had not begun to furrow the waters, it was very
difficult to find means of safe and rapid transit. Boats did not ply
regularly, and in most cases the traveler was obliged to walk across the
forests. This is what Torres had done, and what he would continue to have
done, and it was for him unexpected good luck to have got a passage on the
raft.</p>
<p>From the moment that Benito had explained under what conditions he had met
Torres the introduction was complete, and he was able to consider himself
as a passenger on an Atlantic steamer, who is free to take part in the
general life if he cares, or free to keep himself a little apart if of an
unsociable disposition.</p>
<p>It was noticed, at least during the first few days, that Torres did not
try to become intimate with the Garral family. He maintained a good deal
of reserve, answering if addressed, but never provoking a reply.</p>
<p>If he appeared more open with any one, it was with Fragoso. Did he not owe
to this gay companion the idea of taking passage on board the raft? Many
times he asked him about the position of the Garrals at Iquitos, the
sentiments of the daughter for Manoel Valdez, and always discreetly.
Generally, when he was not walking alone in the bow of the jangada, he
kept to his cabin.</p>
<p>He breakfasted and dined with Joam Garral and his family, but he took
little part in their conversation, and retired when the repast was
finished.</p>
<p>During the morning the raft passed by the picturesque group of islands
situated in the vast estuary of the Javary. This important affluent of the
Amazon comes from the southwest, and from source to mouth has not a single
island, nor a single rapid, to check its course. The mouth is about three
thousand feet in width, and the river comes in some miles above the site
formerly occupied by the town of the same name, whose possession was
disputed for so long by Spaniards and Portuguese.</p>
<p>Up to the morning of the 30th of June there had been nothing particular to
distinguish the voyage. Occasionally they met a few vessels gliding along
by the banks attached one to another in such a way that a single Indian
could manage the whole—<i>"navigar de bubina,"</i> as this kind of
navigation is called by the people of the country, that is to say,
"confidence navigation."</p>
<p>They had passed the island of Araria, the Archipelago of the Calderon
islands, the island of Capiatu, and many others whose names have not yet
come to the knowledge of geographers.</p>
<p>On the 30th of June the pilot signaled on the right the little village of
Jurupari-Tapera, where they halted for two or three hours.</p>
<p>Manoel and Benito had gone shooting in the neighborhood, and brought back
some feathered game, which was well received in the larder. At the same
time they had got an animal of whom a naturalist would have made more than
did the cook.</p>
<p>It was a creature of a dark color, something like a large Newfoundland
dog.</p>
<p>"A great ant-eater!" exclaimed Benito, as he threw it on the deck of the
jangada.</p>
<p>"And a magnificent specimen which would not disgrace the collection of a
museum!" added Manoel.</p>
<p>"Did you take much trouble to catch the curious animal?" asked Minha.</p>
<p>"Yes, little sister," replied Benito, "and you were not there to ask for
mercy! These dogs die hard, and no less than three bullets were necessary
to bring this fellow down."</p>
<p>The ant-eater looked superb, with his long tail and grizzly hair; with his
pointed snout, which is plunged into the ant-hills whose insects form its
principal food; and his long, thin paws, armed with sharp nails, five
inches long, and which can shut up like the fingers of one's hand. But
what a hand was this hand of the ant-eater! When it has got hold of
anything you have to cut it off to make it let go! It is of this hand that
the traveler, Emile Carrey, has so justly observed: "The tiger himself
would perish in its grasp."</p>
<p>On the 2d of July, in the morning, the jangada arrived at the foot of San
Pablo d'Oliven�a, after having floated through the midst of numerous
islands which in all seasons are clad with verdure and shaded with
magnificent trees, and the chief of which bear the names of Jurupari,
Rita, Maracanatena, and Cururu Sapo. Many times they passed by the mouths
of iguarapes, or little affluents, with black waters.</p>
<p>The coloration of these waters is a very curious phenomenon. It is
peculiar to a certain number of these tributaries of the Amazon, which
differ greatly in importance.</p>
<p>Manoel remarked how thick the cloudiness was, for it could be clearly seen
on the surface of the whitish waters of the river.</p>
<p>"They have tried to explain this coloring in many ways," said he, "but I
do not think the most learned have yet arrived at a satisfactory
explanation."</p>
<p>"The waters are really black with a magnificent reflection of gold,"
replied Minha, showing a light, reddish-brown cloth, which was floating
level with the jangada.</p>
<p>"Yes," said Manoel, "and Humboldt has already observed the curious
reflection that you have; but on looking at it attentively you will see
that it is rather the color of sepia which pervades the whole."</p>
<p>"Good!" exclaimed Benito. "Another phenomenon on which the <i>savants</i>
are not agreed."</p>
<p>"Perhaps," said Fragoso, "they might ask the opinions of the caymans,
dolphins, and manatees, for they certainly prefer the black waters to the
others to enjoy themselves in."</p>
<p>"They are particularly attractive to those animals," replied Manoel, "but
why it is rather embarrassing to say. For instance, is the coloration due
to the hydrocarbons which the waters hold in solution, or is it because
they flow through districts of peat, coal, and anthracite; or should we
not rather attribute it to the enormous quantity of minute plants which
they bear along? There is nothing certain in the matter. Under any
circumstances, they are excellent to drink, of a freshness quite enviable
for the climate, and without after-taste, and perfectly harmless. Take a
little of the water, Minha, and drink it; you will find it all right."</p>
<p>The water is in truth limpid and fresh, and would advantageously replace
many of the table-waters used in Europe. They drew several frasques for
kitchen use.</p>
<p>It has been said that in the morning of the 2d of July the jangada had
arrived at San Pablo d'Oliven�a, where they turn out in thousands those
long strings of beads which are made from the scales of the <i>"coco de
piassaba."</i> This trade is here extensively followed. It may, perhaps,
seem singular that the ancient lords of the country, Tupinambas and
Tupiniquis, should find their principal occupation in making objects for
the Catholic religion. But, after all, why not? These Indians are no
longer the Indians of days gone by. Instead of being clothed in the
national fashion, with a frontlet of macaw feathers, bow, and blow-tube,
have they not adopted the American costume of white cotton trousers, and a
cotton poncho woven by their wives, who have become thorough adepts in its
manufacture?</p>
<p>San Pablo d'Oliven�a, a town of some importance, has not less than two
thousand inhabitants, derived from all the neighboring tribes. At present
the capital of the Upper Amazon, it began as a simple Mission, founded by
the Portuguese Carmelites about 1692, and afterward acquired by the Jesuit
missionaries.</p>
<p>From the beginning it has been the country of the Omaguas, whose name
means "flat-heads," and is derived from the barbarous custom of the native
mothers of squeezing the heads of their newborn children between two
plates, so as to give them an oblong skull, which was then the fashion.
Like everything else, that has changed; heads have re-taken their natural
form, and there is not the slightest trace of the ancient deformity in the
skulls of the chaplet-makers.</p>
<p>Every one, with the exception of Joam Garral, went ashore. Torres also
remained on board, and showed no desire to visit San Pablo d'Oliven�a,
which he did not, however, seem to be acquainted with.</p>
<p>Assuredly if the adventurer was taciturn he was not inquisitive.</p>
<p>Benito had no difficulty in doing a little bartering, and adding slightly
to the cargo of the jangada. He and the family received an excellent
reception from the principal authorities of the town, the commandant of
the place, and the chief of the custom-house, whose functions did not in
the least prevent them from engaging in trade. They even intrusted the
young merchant with a few products of the country for him to dispose of on
their account at Manaos and Belem.</p>
<p>The town is composed of some sixty houses, arranged on the plain which
hereabouts crowns the river-bank. Some of the huts are covered with tiles—a
very rare thing in these countries; but, on the other hand, the humble
church, dedicated to St. Peter and St. Paul, has only a roof of straw,
rather more appropriate for a stable of Bethlehem than for an edifice
consecrated to religion in one of the most Catholic countries of the
world.</p>
<p>The commandant, his lieutenant, and the head of the police accepted an
invitation to dine with the family, and they were received by Joam Garral
with the respect due to their rank.</p>
<p>During dinner Torres showed himself more talkative than usual. He spoke
about some of his excursions into the interior of Brazil like a man who
knew the country. But in speaking of these travels Torres did not neglect
to ask the commandant if he knew Manaos, if his colleague would be there
at this time, and if the judge, the first magistrate of the province, was
accustomed to absent himself at this period of the hot season. It seemed
that in putting this series of questions Torres looked at Joam Garral. It
was marked enough for even Benito to notice it, not without surprise, and
he observed that his father gave particular attention to the questions so
curiously propounded by Torres.</p>
<p>The commandant of San Pablo d'Oliven�a assured the adventurer that the
authorities were not now absent from Manaos, and he even asked Joam Garral
to convey to them his compliments. In all probability the raft would
arrive before the town in seven weeks, or a little later, say about the
20th or the 25th of August.</p>
<p>The guests of the fazender took leave of the Garral family toward the
evening, and the following morning, that of the 3d of July, the jangada
recommenced its descent of the river.</p>
<p>At noon they passed on the left the mouth of the Yacurupa. This tributary,
properly speaking, is a true canal, for it discharges its waters into the
I�a, which is itself an affluent of the Amazon.</p>
<p>A peculiar phenomenon, for the river displaces itself to feed its own
tributaries!</p>
<p>Toward three o'clock in the afternoon the giant raft passed the mouth of
the Jandiatuba, which brings its magnificent black waters from the
southwest, and discharges them into the main artery by a mouth of four
hundred meters in extent, after having watered the territories of the
Culino Indians.</p>
<p>A number of islands were breasted—Pimaicaira, Caturia, Chico,
Motachina; some inhabited, others deserted, but all covered with superb
vegetation, which forms an unbroken garland of green from one end of the
Amazon to the other.</p>
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