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of proceeding west. I took observations for latitude and longitude at Porto Castanho, as well as boiling-point observations with the hypso-metrical apparatus, the latter in order to get the exact elevation, and also to keep a check on my several aneroids which I used on the journey merely for differential observations. May 9th, 1910. Boiling point, 210 deg. 3 F. Temperature of the air, 83 deg. F. = 1182 ft. above the sea level. By Aneroid, 1190 ft. My mules having had a good rest, I was making ready to start on May 12th, when one of my men refused to come any farther. He wished to be paid off and go. So he received his pay and went. He would probably end his existence in that filthy little hamlet. He would never have the energy to return to Goyaz alone. I was rather glad he had gone, as, a few nights previously, he had fired at me while I was asleep. The bullet had actually made a hole through the canvas of my camp bed. I had fortunately taken the precaution to alter the position of my bed--under my tent--a precaution I took every night, after my men had gone to sleep in their hammocks, some distance outside. The man had evidently aimed where he thought my head was resting. I having turned the bed around, the bullet, fired from the man standing, went just over my ankles, perforating the canvas quite close to them. I naturally came out of my tent to see what was the matter, and saw the man with the rifle in his hand. "Why did you shoot?" I inquired, as the man, evidently surprised to see me standing before him, ejaculated disconnected words. "I saw a huge _onca_" (a jaguar) ... "it was there ... I saw its two eyes shining like fire...." "Did you kill the _onca_?" "No, it leapt away." I advised the man, patting him paternally on the back, not to startle everybody again. If he should see another _onca_ he had better come to me. I seldom missed when I fired at all--as I had been able to show them a few days before. I did not wish my men to behave like so many timid young girls, as I wished to be able to tell people in Europe that Brazilians were brave and noble. "Firing in such a fashion indiscriminately," I explained to him, "you might have even killed one of your companions! Now go to sleep like a good fellow, and do not fire again!" I spoke to the rascal in the gentlest of ways, never for one moment letting him suspect that I knew he had intended that bullet to go through my head. Nor did I ever take
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