The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1851-09-25
A CARRIES REVENGE.

10 work recently published 10 London,
by Captain Mi'lman, are TO be found some
Of the most thrilling scenes from life in the
tropics i, has ever been our fortune 10 meel
with. The following account Of a Carib's
revenge on sea captain named Jack Di.
yer, on one ofthe narrow mountain paths of
Guadalupe, is exceedingly graphic and for
cib!e.
] "While he was making up bis mind, q
dark figure had stolen unperceyed close
behind him, with a small basket in his
hand, Of spill; reeds, out Of which came .
low, b6zzing, murmuring sound. He lay
down quietly across the path, at the point
/ Of the first angle Of the elbow OF the noun
tain spur, not many feet from the bind legs
Of the horse. Jack Diver, with scowling
look, turned his horse round, with some
difficulty. 1t plunged and reared slightly,
but went On. Occupied with retaining bic
seat, the master Of the transport scarcely
perceived the figure lying in the path. He
could not see who il was, for the face of the
man was toward the ground. Bat the
horse saw it at once. The animal, accus-
toned TO mountain roads from its birth, had
often stepped over both men and animals,
which are sometimes forced in the narrow
est parts to lie down TO lei the heavier and
stronger pass, in that highly dangerous and
disagrceable method, lifted his feet eau
| fiouslv. one by one, SO as not to tread on
the PROSTATE figure. As tho horse was
above him, the man lifted with one hand
the lid OF the basket, and swarm Of wasps
few suddenly out, buzzing and humming
6ercely, and in moment thcv began TO
settle on the moving object. The horse
kept switching his tail TO drive them away.
prickng up his ears and snor.ing with ter
ror.
The man on the path kept quite still un-
til they bad thus moved on few yards,
aud then he raised his head little, ond
watched them with bis keen black eyes.
The wasps, driven off for moment, onl,
became more irrita,ed. and returned with
veor and wonderful perlinaci,y to the at
tack, beginning 10 sting the poor animal
lurously, in all the tender parts. They
assaled the wretched master in his turn,
ldarting their venomcd barhs into his fnce
and hands, and driving them both nearly
frantic. The horse plunged furiously, and
Jack Diver, losing his siirrups and presence
Of mind together, twisted his hands int
the horses name to keep Ills seat, letting
the reigns fall on its neck. At last, with .
rear. and bound n the air, the maddened
animal darted eff at fnll gs!lop; bat the
faster he went, the closer stuck the perse-
verng wnsps. Jack Diver shut his ewes,
aud screamed with fear and pain. Ehcn
the Carib Chief rose up, and again the
Ihawk-like screams echoed along the valley.
The turn is TO be made-can the horse re
cover himself? Yes, maddcned as he is.
he sees the danger insiinctivcly. His
lspecd slackcns-he throws himself on bis
launches, with his fore-feet on the very
brink of the procipice. 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 he is 10 comparative
safety! On a sudden from behind but
tress of projecting rock, then start three
dusky forms, fiinging their arms wildly in
the air. Then was heard that rars and
awful sound, the Shrek Of horse ia the
ienr a certain and coming death; when
swerving on one side be lost his footing on
tho slippery shelf, and struggling madly,
but unsuccessfuly to recover it, he fell
over and over-down..-do thousand
feet down! From the sailors lips there
came no cry. But once more the hawk
screamed. A glorious feast TO the ants
and Johnny Crows"