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see med to pl ay over th e di sta nt whis per
of the waterfall. It was th e broken hal"
mony of native drums. My crew boys were
watchin g me with so lemn fa ces.
" No good," grunted Rom. " Big time
th ere - no good."
I didn' t like the looks of things myself.
However, I nodded to the boys and th e
paddles knifed into th e slu gp:ish stream
again. It was gett in g la te; we were li abl e
to be caught by ni ght. I sa id, '''We ca me
for water, we know there's a waterfall
so mewhere ah ea d of us, so let's k eep going."
By th is tim e we were well up the feeder
st ream that was lead ing us strai ght into
th e hea rt of the jungle. Ove rhea d, some
of the larger trees made a ca nopy to blot
. out th e fa st fa ding daylight, wh il e dismal
swamps and snaky ma ngrove roots l ined
the stream's margin . Th e tw isted la ne of
water we fo llowed seemed endless, al·
tho up:h it na rrowed so steadi ly that we could
almost feel it press ing in on us. Th e mur·
mur of t he di stant waterfall p: rew con in volum e, yet our constant expectation of
see ing its whi te thread th ro ugh th e dusk
was like some ni ghtmare of a goal that is
always just beyond reach.
The black ni ght had closed in on us, and
th ere was no moon to light th e way. And
all this time we could h ear the fi erce wild
drummin g of th e na tive drums, ri sin g and
fallin g on the night air. A stra nge, ra re
coolness cam e to us in th e darkn ess. Sud.
denl y th e so und of drummin g disappeared
abruptl y - almost as thou gh it had b een
cut off with a knife. But the surf·lik e mur·
mur of th e water was still with us - less
muffled th an before, r isin g gra dually to a
soft, di stinct c rescendo. '(hher sounds pi ck ed
up the cadence - th e jungle was comin g to
life a nd liftin g its myria d voi ces in a n ob·
li ga to th at did no mo,te than accentuate
the unholy stillness of th e. land. Never b e·
fore, or sin ce, have I heen so acutely aware
of such co mpl ete isol a tion f rom civil ization .
We left our ca noes, a nd tak ing the water
barrels, picked our way throu gh the clutch·
in g underbrush th at tore at our clothin g
lik e ghostly talo ns. Suddenly Rom gas ped,
"Drums - close by! " We had been so in·
tent on our fumblin g pro gress that we were
completely unpre pared for the sudden harsh
rollin g sound that was like th at of a mil i·
tary snare dru m, only deeper.
Boom ! Boom! Boom! Boom! .
Boom! Boom! BODm! Boom! .
On e of my crew boys sucked in hi s
breath wi th a startl ed sibilance. I cou ld
see the whites of the others' rolling eye·
balls in th e wei rd gloom. As we stood
transfixed, the drums sounded again and
agai'n , louder and loud er . . .
It was utter savagery tearing th e black
ni ght to shreds ! Savagery ri sing to a
shrill hysteri a as the wi I d drummers
th ru mm ed out a tribute to so me hea then
god! Th ere was a sheer madness in those
drums that ran through my veins like flam e
- they do strange, unexplainable things to
people, for in their pu lsa ti ons lies the core
of mankind's earli est el< pression. Civiliza·
tion's thin veneer cracks, shatters, and the
primitive sub·conscio us bursts t hrou ~ h ­
ri sin g to meet the soarin g crescendo of
soun d.
Now our ears could catch the strident
shouts of half· mad savages, and fragments
of h igh· pitched song quivered against th e
black ni ght. I dipped my hand again into
the water of the strea m. It was still
braki sh.
We went on into the darkness. It seemed
as though we were s plashing through some
fantastic, endless tunn el, so closely was the
waterway h emmed in by matted vegetation.
Over the strea m th ere was a heavy, acrid
smell of weeds and dank undergrowth and
unclean b easts; the air was now foul with
a rank sourness.
We thou ght of littl e now but gettin g
water. We had to have it.
Yet the noise of the drums, the dis·
cordant shouts a nd cries ahead of us, al·
ways a little clea rer, drew us with th e
power of so me sensitive magnet. Th e night
was given back to the waterfall, and the
di sembodied sounds of the jungle denizens.
Th en, all at once we pushed through a
tan gled mass of vines a nd branches which
had com pletely shut oil the view beyond ,
and a t the sight whi ch met our eyes we
'fro ze' on the s pot, crouching at the
strea m's edge besid e our empty water bar·
rels. Not on e of us spok e; we hardly dared
to breathe, and I was conscious of a
tinglin g sensa tion alon g th e b ack of my
seal p as the scene hefo re us registered on
my thoroughl y startled mind.
Th ere befor e us was a large clea r space
by the strea m, wi th the elusive waterfalls
just on th e oth er side of it - a small, clear
casca de frothin g down over the rocks. But
between us and th e precious liquid bl azed
a huge fire, fillin g th e air wi th smoke and
sparks and an everchanging pattern of
light. It seemed impossibl e that we could
have failed to note th e glare long before
this, but the trees matted thick with vines
had thrown a sc reen about th e pl ace.
Cross· legged a round the crackling bl aze
sat a whole crowd of the ugliest lookin g
human bein gs I had ever la id eyes on. As
we came upon th em th ey were feasting like
a pack of hun gry anim als, eyes rollin g and
'wh ite teeth flashi ng in the shifting gleam
of the foreli ght. Occasion ally, a guttural
word, blurred by thick, repu lsive lips car·
ried to us, but mostly they were too con·
cerned with their glu ttony to speak. Their
ebony bod ies glistened with sweat, and th e
metal hea ds of th eir spea rs were flecked
with ligh t where they were not stai ned wi th
blood and soil. Over to one side were the
drums we had heard, silent now, and their
fea ther deck ed drumsticks hung over low·
Iyi ng branches.
They were black, these Malai ta savages
- much darker than any Malay, or even
most of the New Gui nea tribes. Th eir
heads were covered with long, wiry hair ;
they had squat, spreadin g noses and wide,
cru el·loo kin g mouths. Their coverings were
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