"Don't forget, Miranda," said John Dolittle, "if you should hear anything of what happened to Long Arrow, to get word to me."The Bird-of-Paradise assured him she would.And after the Doctor had thanked her again and again for all that she had done for us, she wished us good luck and disappeared into the night.
We were all awake early in the morning, long before it was light, waiting for our first glimpse of the country we had come so far to see.And as the rising sun turned the eastern sky to gray, of course it was old Polynesia who first shouted that she could see palm-trees and mountain tops.
With the growing light it became plain to all of us: a long island with high rocky mountains in the middle-- and so near to us that you could almost throw your hat upon the shore.
The porpoises gave us one last push and our strange-looking craft bumped gently on a low beach.Then, thanking our lucky stars for a chance to stretch our cramped legs, we all bundled off on to the land--the first land, even though it was floating land, that we had trodden for six weeks.What a thrill I felt as I realized that Spidermonkey Island, the little spot in the atlas which my pencil had touched, lay at last beneath my feet!
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from in its new climate.These trees and grasses, he told us, were the kind that belonged to warm, tropical weather.
The porpoises asked if we wanted them any further.And the Doctor said that he didn't think so, not for the present-- nor the raft either, he added; for it was already beginning to fall to pieces and could not float much longer.
As we were preparing to go inland and explore the island, we suddenly noticed a whole band of Red Indians watching us with great curiosity from among the trees.The Doctor went forward to talk to them.But he could not make them understand.He tried by signs to show them that he had come on a friendly visit.The Indians didn't seem to like us however.They had bows and arrows and long hunting spears, with stone points, in their hands; and they made signs back to the Doctor to tell him that if he came a step nearer they would kill us all.They evidently wanted us to leave the island at once.It was a very uncomfortable situation.
At last the Doctor made them understand that he only wanted to see the island all over and that then he would go away-- though how he meant to do it, with no boat to sail in, was more than I could imagine.
While they were talking among themselves another Indian arrived-- apparently with a message that they were wanted in some other part of the island.Because presently, shaking their spears threateningly at us, they went off with the newcomer.
"What discourteous pagans!" said Bumpo."Did you ever see such inhospitability?--Never even asked us if we'd had breakfast, the benighted bounders!""Sh! They're going off to their village," said Polynesia."I'll bet there's a village on the other side of those mountains.If you take my advice, Doctor, you'll get away from this beach while their backs are turned.Let us go up into the higher land for the present--some place where they won't know where we are.They may grow friendlier when they see we mean no harm.They have honest, open faces and look like a decent crowd to me.They're just ignorant--probably never saw white folks before."So, feeling a little bit discouraged by our first reception, we moved off towards the mountains in the centre of the island.
