Wild Life in the Land of the Giants: A Tale of Two Brothers
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Stables Gordon. Wild Life in the Land of the Giants: A Tale of Two Brothers
Chapter One. Book I – Our Home by the Sea. The Old Home by the Sea – Aunt Serapheema
Chapter Two. While Walking on the Sea-Beach
Chapter Three. The Story of a Shipwreck – A Mystery – The Fate of Poor Joe
Chapter Four. The Sound of War – First Sorrows – A Change in our Lives
Chapter Five. The Gallant “Thunderbolt” – Tom Morley, Bo’s’n’s Mate – A Strange Dream
Chapter Six. An Appalling Adventure – “We must Prepare for Instant Flight.”
Chapter Seven. Alone on the Moor – Adventure in the Cave
Chapter Eight. Good Advice from a Strange Quarter – Midnight and Anxiety
Chapter Nine. A Midnight Drive – Arrival at Bristol – The Good Ship “Salamander” – How Tom Morley Died
Chapter Ten. Book II – Patagonia and the Land of Fire. A Strange Introduction – Saint Helena and Fun on Shore – Cape Town
Chapter Eleven. Life at Sea – Poor Father’s Death – Mattie and I
Chapter Twelve “Come to me, Jack, I cannot come to you.”
Chapter Thirteen. The Straits of Magellan – Firelanders – The Storm – The Ship Strikes
Chapter Fourteen. We Leave the Doomed Ship – Pursued by Savages
Chapter Fifteen. Lost in the Snowstorm – What we Saw in the Forest
Chapter Sixteen. A State of Siege
Chapter Seventeen. Fighting in Terrible Earnest – Our Last Sortie – Back to Back in Cornish Fashion
Chapter Eighteen. The Story of our Rescue – A Dinner and a Ball – Peter and Dulzura
Chapter Nineteen. Book III – The Land of Giants. All Alone on the Pampas – The Camp in the Cañon
Chapter Twenty. A Wild Ride – Cooking an Ostrich Whole – Quiet Evenings round the Camp Fire
Chapter Twenty One. The “Murder Tree” – Wild and Exciting Sport – Jill and the Puma – Hostile Indians
Chapter Twenty Two. A Blinding Summer-Snowstorm – Peter as a Horseman – Peter in a Fix
Chapter Twenty Three “Our Horses Stampeded” – “Poor Benighted Heathens!” – Jill’s Little Joke – Telling Jeeka the Story of the world – Adventure in the Haunted Wood
Chapter Twenty Four. A Journey to the Country of the Gualichu – The Earthquake – a wondrous sight – “I will pray to the Great Good Spirit.”
Chapter Twenty Five. King Kaiso’s Land – A Regiment of Giants – Kaiso’s Witch – Condemned to Death
Chapter Twenty Six. Castizo’s Idyllic Home in the Cordilleras – Preparing for winter – catching and Breaking Wild Horses
Chapter Twenty Seven. The Snow-Wind – Winter Life and Amusement – Death of “De Little Coqueet.”
Chapter Twenty Eight. The Dreaded River-Lion – Adventure on the Plains – Lost in a Snowstorm – “To Sleep were Death.”
Chapter Twenty Nine. The Fight ’twixt Winter and Spring – A Never-to-be-Forgotten Evening – Attacked by Northern indians – The Fire
Chapter Thirty “It is better thus.”
Chapter Thirty One. On the Good Yacht “Magdalena” – “The very Seas used to sing to us” – The Home-Coming – The End
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Everybody loved auntie, for with all her strictness, and – to our young eyes her strange old-world ways, she was so good and so genuine. Goodness was no penance with auntie; it was not put on and off like a dress-coat, a silk hat, or a sealskin jacket; it was part and parcel of her very nature. I believe that if auntie ever cloaked her real soul’s self at all, it was when she was apparently exceedingly wroth with us, after some of our little escapades; which we could no more help than a bird can help flying. But sitting there in that weird black chair, lecturing Jill and me with uplifted forefinger, and steadfast glances over, not through, the two pairs of glasses, she certainly did look thrillingly stern. And she had a way, too, of making us feel thoroughly ashamed of ourselves, without saying much or without scolding.
So our love was mingled with a good deal of reverence. Really I laugh now when I think of it, but whether you can understand the feeling or not, we – that is Jill and I – almost revered the chair in which auntie sat, even when she wasn’t sitting in it. You see we were allowed to play and dance and jump in the schoolroom on wet days, or when the wind blew high from the south and west, and dashed the sea’s spray over beach and gardens. And do what we might, we never could disabuse our minds of the notion that the chair was a living thing, and took notes of all we said and did, and would whisper things to auntie when she sat down again.
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“Ah! bless her, bring auntie too. We’ll cushion the boat, Bill, won’t us?”
“That we will, Joe.”
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