It rained for the rest of the day and all of the night, and for
once all hands felt thoroughly, miserable. Several times they
essayed to start a fire, by which to dry themselves and make
something hot to drink, but each time the rain put out the blaze.
What they had to eat was not only cold, but more or less water-
soaked, and it was not until the next noon that they managed to
cook a meal.
When at last the sun did come out, however, it shone, so Sam put
it, "with a vengeance." There was not a cloud left, and the
direct rays of the great orb of day caused a rapid evaporation of
the rain, so that the ground seemed to be covered with a sort of
mist. On every side could be seen the effects of the hurricane-
broken trees, washed-out places along the river, and dead birds
and small animals, including countless monkeys. The monkeys made
the boys' hearts ache, especially one big female, that was found
tightly clasping two little baby monkeys to her breast.
The storm had swollen the river to such an extent that they were
forced to leave the beaten track Cujo had been pursuing and take
to another trail which reached out to the southward. Here they
passed a small village occupied entirely by negroes, and Cujo
learned from them that King Susko had passed that way but five
days before. He had had no cattle with him, the majority of his
followers having taken another route. It was thought by some of
the natives that King Susko was bound for a mountain known as the
Hakiwaupi -- or Ghost-of-Gold.
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