Identifier: dicksandsboycapt00vern (find matches)
Title: Dick Sands : the boy captain
Year: 1882 (1880s)
Authors: Verne, Jules, 1828-1905
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Publisher: London : Sampson Low, Marston, Searle, & Rivington
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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owards the stream and following its bank, wasdiscovered in the underwood. It was a passage formed byelephants, which apparently by hundreds must be in thehabit of traversing this part of the forest. The spongy soil,soaked by the downpour of the rainy season, was every-where indented with the enormous impressions of theirfeet. But it soon became evident that elephants were not theonly living creatures that had used this track. Human bonesgnawed by beasts of prey, whole human skeletons, s\jllwearing the iron fetters of slavery, everywhere strewed theground. It was a scene only too common in Central Africa,where like cattle driven to the slaughter, poor miserablemen are dragged in caravans for hundreds of weary miles,to perish on the road in countless numbers beneath thetraders lash, to succumb to the mingled horrors of fatigue,privation, and disease, or, if provisions fail, to be butchered,without pity or remorse, by sword and gun. That slave-caravans had passed that way was too obvious
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It was a scene only too common in Central Africa. ROUGH TRAVELLING. 235 to permit a doubt. For at least a mile, at almost every stepDick came in contact with the scattered bones ; while everand again huge goat-suckers, disturbed by the approach ofth,3 travellers, rose with flapping wings, and circled roundtheir heads. The youths heart sank with secret dismay lest Mrs.Weldon should divine the meaning of this ghastly scene, andapp;al to him for explanation, but fortunately she had againinsisted on carrying her little patient, and although the childwas fast asleep, he absorbed her whole attention. Nan wasby her side, almost equally engrossed. Old Tom alone wasfully alive to the significance of his surroundings, and withdowncast eyes he mournfully pursued his march. Full ofamazement, the other negroes looked right and left uponwhat might appear to them as the upheaval of some vastcemetery, but they uttered no word of inquiry or surprise. Meantime the bed of the stream had increased both i

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