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It was a hellish scene, arousing every sleeping devil within those savage hearts; it preyed upon our strained nerves, and the Puritan lost all control, roaring out objurgations on the foul, idolatrous crowd until he was silenced by the sharp tap of a guard's club on his bushy pate Nor was it easy for De Noyan to remain quiet, while Madalance up while the sound of these rites continued Whatever this religious ceremony--for such I supposed it to be--may have sy in a fierce chant As grihout the black interior, the old war-chief, appearing taller than ever in the weird light, and rendered peculiarly repulsive by the bandages wrapping his wounds, rose to his feet, co an iible to us, yet I kneell the nature and custo the purpose of this harangue Without doubt the fellow demanded an immediate sacrifice in payment for the loss inflicted on their tribe With this conception as guide I noted his continually pointing toward us, one after another, as if singling us out as special subjects for denunciation, perhaps for torture, as with each he seeain with changing cadence, as if thus to force its dread significance more firuished most frequently had the sound "ca-tah," which becaht as some special form of torture to which he desired us sentenced Nor did I fail to remark in this connection, htest reveallance rested upon the shrinking woman, his lips uttered another word, his silent audience nodding as though in assent to each demand

One followed another, no doubt in accordance with rank Those chiefs upon the platforainst us in favor of that sa toward us as they gave judgeful black circle did I discern a single face not set in savage hatred, while slowly at first, but gathering force as it proceeded, there passed from lip to lip the sullen murmur of that dread word "ca-tah" As it was pronounced each voter pointed at us, three ti repetition of the word, until the last warrior had spoken, and we knew that our doo no mercy, from whose decision there was no appeal