mp being renewed that night.

The shocking evidences of the disastrous repulse were on every hand,
with the body of poor Quincal lying at the feet of the assailant whom
he had slain, and with nearly a score of dusky bodies stretched in
every conceivable attitude.

CHAPTER XIII.

A CHANGE OF CAMP.

Professor Grimcke and Jared Long stood like a couple of warriors,
exhausted from the desperate conflict which they had been waging for
hours.

And yet the sanguinary contest had lasted but a few minutes, while they
who had wrought all this destruction did little more than stand, aim
and fire their guns. The task of the natives was tenfold harder, as
the results were tenfold worse against them.

Like old hunters, the first thing the explorers did was to fill the
magazines of their Winchesters with cartridges, after which their
revolvers were reloaded. Then they were ready for business again.

At this moment, Bippo and Pedros crept from the wood, the picture of
quaking terror. They had been roused at the beginning of the tumult,
but deeming discretion the better part of valor, scrambled farther back
into the forest, where they remained almost dead with fright, until
sure the awful scene was over.

There can be little question that Quincal was as much terrified as they
and possibly more. It was his very excess of panic, which turned his
head, and caused him to do that which would have been beyond his power
under other circumstances.

When they saw the dead body of their comrade, Bippo and Pedros broke
into loud lamentations. There could be no doubt that they mourned the
poor fellow as much as did the explorers who had witnessed his death.

The surroundings of the camp were so frightful that the Professor
proposed they should get beyond sight of it by drifting further down
stream, a proposal to which his companion willingly agreed.

What should be done with the body of Quincal? This was the question
which caused the party to hesitate a minute or two after the canoe was
shoved into the water and ready to float down stream.

The wishes of his companions were asked, and Bippo replied that the
most fitting burial, and one in accordance with the peculiar customs of
their people, was to give it burial in the Xingu.

This was in consonance with the feelings of Grimcke and Long, and they
at once made arrangements to carry out the plan.

The remains were tenderly carried into the boat, and a large stone
fasten