Then, the day they got back, bring
ing with them some yuea and plan
tains, I made a discovery'. In the
bottom of my “warbag” I found a
box of vegetable pills. Being about
as ill as I could be, I did not think I f
cduld do myself any harm by swal
lowing that boxful. So I did. Within
24 hours I was on my feet for the first
time for weeks, and in a day or two
was able to do some work.
** * *
X>Y that time we had, perforce
abandoned ell idea of reaching
the Cangaimi, for the Zaparo chacra
did not produce enough food to carry
us all that day. So with one accord
we turned down-stream on what was
to be my last journey in that forlorn,
unconquerable land in which I had
been destined to pass so many mis
erable days.
What was to become of Breginla?
To take her down to Barranca or
Iquitos with us meant slavery or
worse for her. She, too, knew enough
of the ways of the Amazon country
to realize that.
There was but one thing left. We i
must take her down to the point
where the Sicuanga meets the Mo
rona. give her what food and stores
we could, and leave her to continue
on her journey home. It was a hard
struggle for her to decide, though, In
dian fashion, she showed scarcely any
emotion. She had passed through so
much with us that she had become
greatly' attached to us.
But reason prevailed, and she chose
to face the two month Journey to
Andonas with all Its hardships and
dangers. A child of the forests, in
the forests she would stay.
