The chief sent four Negritos to carry my things down to
Florida Blanca. The following day I started back to Manila, where I
caught my steamer for the southern Philippines. Vic was much distressed
at my departure and shed many tears as I said good-bye to him, his
grief being such that even a handsome tip could not assuage it.
In the Jungles of Cannibal Papua.
CHAPTER 7
On the War-Trail in Cannibal Papua.
Expedition against the Doboduras -- We hear reports about a Web-footed
Tribe -- Landing at the Mouth of the Musa River -- A Good Bag --
Barigi River Reached -- A Flight of Torres Straits Pigeons --
A Tropical Night Scene -- Brilliant Rues of Tropical Fish --
Arrival of Supplies -- Prospects of a Stiff Fight -- Landing of
the Force -- Pigs Shot to Prevent them from being Cooked Alive --
Novelty of Firearms -- A Red Sunrise -- Beauty of the Forest --
Enemies' War Cry First Heard -- Rushing a Village -- Revolting
Relics of Cannibal Feast -- Doboduras eat their Enemies Alive --
Method of Extracting the Brains -- Extensive Looting -- Firing at
the Enemies' Scouts -- An Exciting Chase -- When in Doubt Turn to
the Right -- Another Village Rushed -- Skirmishes with the Enemy --
Relics of Cannibalism general in the Villages -- Camp Formed at the
Largest Village -- Capture of Prisoners -- An "Object, Lesson" --
Carriers ask Leave to Eat one of the Slain -- Arigita's Opinion --
Cannibal Surroundings at our Supper -- Expectation of a Night Attack.
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