The Wreck of the South Pole and Other Strange Tales — page 47: what you’re looking at

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40 The Wreck of the South Pole. Arrangements were made this time by my host, who was thoughtful, and after the fishing episode, remembered that I was desirous of learning all the ways of the coun- try. He even went a short distance with us and honored us by bringing down a fine partridge himself. I call ita partridge because that was what it looked most like, but the natives gave it an entirely different name. As upon the fishing occasion, we took with us nothing but a bag for carrying the game, and as we went along my host explained to me as he did with regard to the fish, that none but the lower classes made a living in this man- ner. When they acquired a greater degree of will power they gave it up and entered upon a more honorable busi- ness. This, he explained, was because it was easier to work upon animals than intelligent human beings. After walking out of the city about a mile we stopped and sat down under a tree bearing a resemblance to our oaks. Here my host and the hunter immediately fell into an abstracted condition and at the expiration of about five minutes I observed a well made hare approaching us. It stopped within a rod, and the hunter, after making a few passes with his hands, caught it. After killing it he placed it in the bag and sat down for more game. At this point my host, who had in the meantime brought down a very fine specimen of wild turkey, asked me if there was any particular animal I would like to have caught. After thinking it over a little I expressed a de- Sire to secure a specimen of native monkeys which I had seen springing from tree to tree over our heads. | This de- Gomicbook (Eo)