Diy Oatmeal Face Mask ey were not so simple as to stay in that spot an instant longer. On the tree that could send down such a dangerous missile there might be many more equally ready to rain upon them and with this apprehension both sprang simultaneously to their feet, and rushed out into the open ground, not stopping till they believed themselves quite clear of the overshadowing branches that so ill protected them. They looked back at the seats they had so abruptly vacated, and the green globe lying beside them, and then up to the tree where they could see other similar large globes, only at such a vast height looking no bigger than peaches or apricots. They did not dare to venture back to their seats, nor, although tempted by a strong curiosity to examine it, to approach the fallen fruit. In fact, the arm of Henry was badly lacerated and his little sister, on seeing the blood upon his shirt sleeve, uttered an alarm that brought first Saloo, and then the others, affrighted to the spot. What is it were the interrogations of the two white men, as they came hurrying up, while the impressive Malay put none at once comprehending the cause of the alarm. He saw the scratched arm, and the huge green globe lying upon the ground. Dulion he said, glancing up to the tree. Durion echoed the captain, pronouncing the word properly, as translated from Saloo s pigeon English. Yes, cappen foolee me no think of him befole. Belly big danger. It fallee on skull, skull go clashee clashee. This was evident without Saloo s explanation. The lacerated arm and broken shell were evidences enough of the terrible effects that would have been diy oatmeal face mask produced had the grand pericarp in its downward descent fallen upon the dust mask disposable heads of either of the children, and they all saw what a narrow escape Henry had of getting his cocoa nut crushed or split open. Chapter Eight. Shooting at Fruit. As soon as the three men had got well up to the ground and ascertained the cause of Helen diy oatmeal face mask s alarm, and the damage done to Henry s jacket and skin, Murtagh was the first to make a demonstration. He did so by running in under the tree, and stooping to lay hold of the fruit that had caused the misfortune. Saloo saw him do this without giving a word of warning. He was, perhaps, a little piqued that the Irishman should make himself so conspicuous about things he could not possibly be supposed to understand, and which to the Malay himself were matters of an almost special knowledge. There jacket with face mask was a twinkle of mischief in his eye as he contemplated the meddling of Murtagh, and waited for the d nouement. The latter, rashly grasping the spiny fruit, did not get it.xing it with that of another poisonous plant the bina Saloo gave the points of his sumpits a coating of the combined juices, so that they would carry death into the veins of any animal having the ill fortune to be pierced by them. Thus armed and equipped, he had little fear on the score of a scarcity of provisions during the journey. On the contrary, he declared himself confident of being able to keep the commissariat up to a point of supply sufficient for the whole party. It may be thought strange that they did not speculate on the chances of arriving at some town or settlement of the natives. Indeed they did so, but only with the thought of avoiding them for the minds of all the Malay not excepted were filled with apprehensions respecting the Dyak and other diy oatmeal face mask savage tribes, which report places in the interior of Borneo, and to whom long accredited, though perhaps only imaginative, stories have given a character alike terrible and mysterious. They could think of them only as savages wild men of the woods some of them covered with hair, and whose chief diy oatmeal face mask delight and glory are the cutting off men s heads, and not unfrequently feasting on men s flesh No wonder that, with these facts, or fancies, acting upon their imagination, our travellers set forth upon their journey determined to give a wide berth to everything that bore the shape of a human being. It was a strange commentary on man s superiority to the lower animals, and not very creditable to the former, that he himself was the thing they most feared to meet with in the wooded wilderness. And yet, humiliating as the reflection may appear, it depressed the minds of the castaways, as, looking their last upon the bright blue sea, they turned their faces toward the interior of the forest covered land of Borneo. For the first day they pursued a course leading along the bank of the stream at whose mouth they had been sojourning ever since their arrival on the island. They had more than one reason for keeping to the stream. It seemed to flow in a due easterly direction, and therefore to ascend it would lead them due west the way they wanted to go. Besides, there was a path along its banks, not made by man, but evidently by large animals whose tracks, seen here and there in soft places, showed them to be tapirs, wild boars, and the larger but more rare rhinoceros. They saw none of these animals during their day s journey, though many of the traces were fresh. Generally nocturnal in their habits, the huge pachydermatous creatures that had made them were, during daylight, probably lying asleep in their lairs, amid the thick underw.
its closed fearlessly around the throat of the old hen hornbill, she was drawn forth from her place of imprisonment. For a time she was seen in Saloo s hands, convulsively writhing and flopping her great wings, like a turkey gobbler with his head suddenly cut off. There was some screaming, hissing, and croaking, but to all these sounds Saloo quickly put an end, by taking a fresh grasp of the throat of the great bird, choking the breath out of it until the wings ceased fluttering and then he flung its body down at the feet of the spectators. Saloo did not descend immediately, but once more thrust his hand into the nest, hoping, no doubt, to find an egg or eggs in it. Instead of these, the contents proved to be a bird and only one a chick recently hatched, about the size of a squab pigeon, and fat as a fed ortolan. Unlike the progeny of the megapodes, hatched in the hot sand, the infant hornbill was without the semblance of a feather upon its skin, which was all over diy oatmeal face mask of a green, yellowish hue. There was not even so much as a show of down upon it. For a moment Saloo held it in his hand, hissing as it was in his own tiny way. Then chucking it down after its murdered mother, where it fell not only killed, but squashed, he prepared to descend in a less hasty manner. He now diy oatmeal face mask saw no particular need for their dining on durions, at least on that particular day and therefore discontinued his task upon the bamboo ladder, which could be completed on the morrow, or whenever the occasion called for it. Chapter Sixteen. An Enemy in the Air. Though the old hen hornbill, after her long and seemingly forced period of incubation, might not prove such a tender morsel, they were nevertheless rejoiced at this accession to their now exhausted larder, and the pilot at once set about plucking her, while Murtagh kindled a fresh fire. While they were thus engaged, Henry, who had greatly admired the ingenuity displayed by Saloo in the construction of his singular ladder, bethought him of ascending it. He was led to this exploit partly out of curiosity to try what such a climb would be like but more from a desire to examine the odd nest so discovered for to him, as to most boys of his age, a bird s nest was a peculiarly attractive object. He thought that Saloo had not sufficiently examined the one first plundered, and that there might be another bird or an egg behind. He was not naturalist enough to know what the ex pilot s old Sumatran experience had long ago taught him that the hornbill only lays one egg, and brings forth but a single chick. Whether or no, he was determined to ascend and satisfy hi.last Tr uuml ey s eyes have fallen upon the monster who has disturbed the peaceful colony of weavers, and roused them to such a pitch of excitement. Slowly gliding along a horizontal branch, grasping the limb in its many spiral folds, appeared the body of a large serpent. Its scales glittered as it moved, and it was the shining of these that had caught Tr uuml ey s eyes, and directed them upon the hideous reptile. When she first saw it, it was gliding spirally along one of the horizontal branches of the willow, and coming, as it were, from the nests of the birds. Her eyes, however, had scarce rested upon it, before its long slippery body passed from the branch, and the next moment it was crawling head foremost down the main trunk of the tree. Tr uuml ey had scarce time to start back, before its head was opposite the spot where she had stood. No doubt, had she kept her place she would have been bitten by the serpent at once for the reptile, on reaching that point, detached its head from the tree, spread its jaws wide open, projected its forked tongue, and hissed horribly. It was evidently enraged partly because it had failed in its plundering intentions, not having been able to reach the nests of the birds, and partly that the latter had repeatedly struck it with their beaks no doubt causing it considerable pain. It was further provoked by the diy oatmeal face mask arrival of Tr uuml ey, in whom it recognised the rescuer of its intended victims. Whatever were its thoughts at that moment, it was evidently in a rage as the motion of its head and the flashing of its eyes testified and it would have sprung upon any creature that had unfortunately come in its way. Tr uuml ey, however, had no intention of getting in its way if she could avoid it. It might be a harmless serpent for all she knew but a snake, nearly six feet in length, whether it camouflage face mask be harmless or venomous, is a terrible object to be near and Tr uuml ey had instinctively glided to one side, and stood off from it as far as the water would allow her. She would have run back over the narrow isthmus but something told her that the snake was about to take that direction, diy oatmeal face mask and might overtake her and diy oatmeal face mask this thought induced her to pass to one side of the peninsula, in hopes the reptile would follow the path that led out to the mainland. Having got close to the water s edge, she stood gazing upon the hideous form, and trembled as she gazed. Had Tr uuml ey known the character of that reptile, she would have trembled all the more. She saw before her one of the most venomous of serpents, the black naja, or spitting snake the cobra of Africa far more d.at game was plenteous all around. But that would be but a sorry existence, with no promise for fishing face mask the future. What would his children do hereafter Were they to grow up with no diy oatmeal face mask other end than to become poor hunters no better than the wild Bushmen No no no To make a home there would be out of the question. A few days to recruit his wearied horses, and then he would make a struggle and trek back to the settlements. But what after he had got back He knew not what then. His future was gloomy and uncertain. After indulging in such reflections for an hour or more, he bethought him that it was time to return to the camp and having caught and bridled his horse, he mounted and set forth. The animal, refreshed by the sweet grass and cool water, carried him briskly along and in less than two hours he came up with Swartboy and Hendrik where they were pasturing the horses. These were taken back to the wagon and harnessed in and then the great vehicle once more trekked across the plains. Before the sun had set, the long white cap tent was gleaming under the leafy screen of the gigantic nwana. Chapter Sixteen. The terrible Tsetse. The verdant carpet that stretched away around them the green leaves upon the trees the flowers by the fountain the crystal water in its bed the black bold rocks towering up at a distance all combined to make a lovely picture. The eyes of the wayfarers diy oatmeal face mask were glad as they beheld it and while the wagon was outspanning, every one gave utterance to their delightful emotions. The place seemed to please every one. Hans loved its quiet and sylvan beauty. It was just such a place as he would choose to ramble in, book in hand, and dream away many a pleasant hour. Hendrik liked it much, because he had already observed what he termed extensive spoor about the spot in other words, he had noticed the tracks of many of Africa s largest wild animals. Little Tr uuml ey was delighted to see so many beautiful flowers. There were bright scarlet geraniums, and starlike sweet scented jessamines, and the gorgeous belladonna lily, with its large blossoms of rose colour and white and there were not only plants in flower, but bushes, and even trees, covered with gaudy and sweetly perfumed blossoms. There was the sugar bush Protea mellifera , the most beautiful of its family, with its large cup shaped corollas of pink, white, and green and there, too, was the silver tree Leucodendron argenteum , whose soft silvery leaves playing in the breeze, looked like a huge mass of silken flowers and there were the mimosas covered with blossoms of golden yellow that filled the air with their strong andalou face mask an.
Diy Oatmeal Face Mask nimbleness with which the brutes moved about rendered it face masks that actually work difficult to take aim at any one of them and all knew that powder and lead were too precious to be wasted on a flying shot. Emboldened by their success, the hyenas had now drawn nearer, and in a moment more would have made a general charge upon the scaffolds of flesh, and, no doubt, would have succeeded in carrying off a large quantity of it. But just then it occurred to Von Bloom that it would be best to lay aside their guns and remedy the mistake they had made, by putting the biltongue out of reach. If they did not do so, they would either have to remain awake all night and guard it, or else lose every string of it. How was it to be put out of reach At first they thought of collecting it into a heap and stowing it away in the wagon. That would not only be an unpleasant job, but it would interfere with their sleeping quarters. An alternative, however, presented itself. They saw that if the scaffolds were only high enough, the meat might be easily hung so as to be out of reach of the hyenas. The only question was, how to place the cross poles a little higher. In the darkness they could not scary face mask obtain a new set of uprights, and therein lay the difficulty. How were they to get over it Hans had the credit of suggesting a way and that was, to take out some of the uprights, splice them to the others, with the forked ends uppermost, and then rest the horizontal poles on the upper forks. That would give a scaffold tall enough to hang the meat beyond the reach of either jackals or hyenas. Hans s suggestion was at once adopted. Half of the uprights were taken up and spliced against the others so as to raise their forks full twelve feet in the air and then the cross poles were rested over their tops. By standing upon one of the wagon chests, Von Bloom was able to fling the strips of meat over the horizontal poles, and in such a manner that it hung only a few inches down, and was now quite beyond the reach of the ravenous brutes. When the business was finished, the party resumed their station under the shadow of the tree, intending to watch for a while, diy oatmeal face mask and see how the wolfish intruders would act. They had not long to watch. In less than five minutes the troop approached the biltongue, howling, and gibbering, and laughing, as before only this time uttering peculiar cries, as if to express disappointment. They saw at a glance that the tempting festoons were no longer within their reach They were not going to leave the ground, however, without assuring themselves of this fact and several of the largest approached boldly under home depot face mask the.culated Captain Passford, suspending his toilet, and gazing into the face of his son. I think you must have dreamed that, Christy. Perhaps I did, father but homemade face mask for blackheads we captured one prisoner of rank in my dream, and he is on board now, closely guarded by Sampson, replied Christy, laughing in his excitement. Mother and Florry were on board, and they are down in the parlor waiting to see you. Do you mean that an attempt was really made to capture the Bellevite last night asked the captain, as if unable to credit the astounding intelligence. Of course I can prove all I say by many witnesses. Mr. Watts is on board, and he has been dreaming too if I have. Paul Vapoor is another dreamer, to say nothing of eight or ten more on board, added Christy. Captain diy oatmeal face mask Passford completed dressing himself about as quick as he had probably ever done since he became a millionnaire, and attended Christy down to the parlor, where he gave his wife and daughter an affectionate reception. But our boy tells me that some one has been 150 trying to obtain possession of the Bellevite, Julia and it seems to me hardly possible that such an attempt should be made so far up the river, said Captain Passford, as soon as he was able to allude to the subject. But it is quite true, Horatio and our boy has behaved like a hero, if he is our son, replied the lady, bestowing a glance of pride upon the midshipman. He says he has a prisoner on board, added the captain. And who do you think that prisoner is, Horatio asked Mrs. Passford. Is it Jeff Davis he inquired, with a smile. Not exactly but it is Major Lindley Pierson. Indeed Then I begin to see through the matter, replied Captain Passford. He failed to obtain the steamer in Mobile Bay, and he came up here after her. But I should like to hear the particulars of this affair. And poor Corny Passford was wounded in the shoulder, said Florry, who had hardly spoken before. You don t mean that you had a fight, 151 Christy demanded the captain, looking quite serious. Not much of a fight, father we fired the long gun once, and disabled an old steamer, and we sunk a boat that was trying to lay us aboard. Then it was a more serious affair than I had supposed. But, father, I think we had better be going on board and I best facial masks can tell you the story on the way just as well as here, suggested Christy. But you must have your breakfast before you go, for there is nothing to eat on board of the steamer, replied Captain Passford, as he led the way down into the restaurant. While they were waiting for the meal to be served, the captain went to the house of a military officer, with whom he was int.