Marandella's 



arrangements, and two days later we struck off 

 into the mountains fifteen or twenty miles from 

 his house. This house, by the way, was interest- 

 ing because the owner had, aided by some native 

 women, made and burnt all the bricks of which 

 it was built. He was about to finish off the 

 thatching of the roof when I was with him, 

 accomplishing this by sewing on the grass with 

 raw hide strings to the rafters. 



The day after leaving this man's place I saw 

 for the first time my boys smoking the native 

 hemp. They made in some way a sort of hubble- 

 bubble pipe in the earth, each in turn sucking 

 a long breath of the smoke. The coughing that 

 then ensued was evidently painful, their eyes 

 streamed with tears, but they seemed to enjoy 

 the experience, which was the main thing, I 

 suppose. 



The hills in the district we now were in were 

 evidently the happy hunting-grounds of natives, 

 for their traps were everywhere in evidence. 

 Some of them were pitfalls, but without any 

 stake at the bottom. These were shaped like a 

 "V," six or more feet long, the sides on the top 

 three feet wide tapering to nothing at the depth 

 of perhaps five feet. A buck getting into such 

 a place would, of course, become wedged in the 

 sloping sides. There were, too, a great many 

 artificially made brush fences, with openings in 

 them at intervals, evidently intended to catch 



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