IN THE CREEK OF SERPENTS. - 95 
would have been in a pretty fix, swimming about in a - 
stream filled with snakes. At last order was restored ; 
the snake was cut into several pieces, which continued to 
move and almost appeared like several separate snakes. 
The pieces were put in a basket, and the eyes of my 
Apingis began to shine with delight, and it made their 
mouths water, they said, to think of the nice meal they 
« were going to have in the evening. 
IN THE OREEK OF SNAKES. 
Just at this moment I spied one of these black snakes 
trying to get into our canoe by the bow. I made a 
tremendous leap, as if I had been bitten by a scorpion, 
the sight was so sudden. I took my gun, loaded with 
small shot—the best load to kill serpents with—and 
fired, cutting the saucy fellow in two; then we paddled 
on, leaving master snake to take care a himself, know- 
ing that his case had been settled. 
