Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1851-08-07
4 Carib's Revenge.

In work recently published IN Lon
don by Captain Millman, are to be found
some Of the most thrilling scenes from life
in the tropics 1t has ever been our fortune
to meet with. The following account of a
Cards revenge on a sea captain, named
| Jack Diver on one Of the narrow noun
tain paths Of Guadalupe, is exceedingly
graphic and 1orcible:
While he was making up his mind, a
dark figure had stolen unperccved close
behind him, with small basket il bis hand
Of split reeds, out Of which came low,
buzzing, murmuring sound. He lay down
quietly across the path, at the point of the
| first angle OF the elbow Of the mountain
spur, not many feet from the hind-legs Of
the horse. Jack Diver, with scowling
look. turned his horse round with some
difficulty. Itplunged and reared slightly,
but went on. Occupied with returning his
sea, the master Of the transport scarcely
perceived the figure lying in the path He
could not see who 1t was, for the face of
/ the man was towards the ground But
the horse saw it at once. The animal, ac-
custoned to mountain roads from its birth,
had often stepped over both men and ami.
mails, which are sometimes forced in the
narrowcst parts 10 lie down to let the
heavier and stronger pass, in that highly
| dangerous and disagrceable method, lifted
his feet cautiously, one by one, so as not
to tread on the PROSTATE figure. As the
horse was above him, the man lifted with
one hand the Id ofthe basket and d swarm
of wasps few suddenly out, buzzing and
hummiug iercely, and in a moment they
began to settle on the moving object. The
horse commenced switching lis tail TO drive
them away, pricking up his ears,and snort
ing with terror.
The man on the path lay quite still until
they had thus moved on few yards,an
then he raised his head little, and watch
ed them with his keen black eyes. The
wasps. driven off for moment, became
only the more irritated, and returned with
vigor and wonderful pertinacity to the at
tack, beginning to sting the poor animal
furiously, in all the tender parts. They
assailed the wretched master in his turn,
darling their venomed barbs into bis face
and hands, and driving them both nearly
frantic. The horse plunged iuuoUsly,aHd
Jack Diver, losing his stirrups and pre-
sence ofmind together, twisted his hands
INTO the horse'smane to kcephis seat,letting
the rains fall on its neck. AT last, with a
rear and bound into the the madteued
animal darted off at gallop; but the faster
he went, the closer stuck the perseyering
wasps Jack Diver shut his eyes,scream-
ing with fear and pain. Then the Carib
Chief rose up, and again the hawk-like
scream echoed along the valley. The turn
IS TO be made-can the horse recover him
! self 2 Yes, maddened as he is, he sees
the danger insiinctively. His speed slack
ens-he throws himself on his launches,
with his ioreieet on the very brink Of the
precipice. One more chance! The blind.
infatuated man remains on his back. Again
the horse feels the stings of his deadly
prosecutors again he plunges forward,
striving TO turn quickly round the corner.
Round. and hei sin comparative safety
On sudden, from behind buttress Of