Classic Audiobook Collection - Aniwee - or, the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie ~ Full Audiobook [adventure]

Starting point is 00:00:00 Introduction to Annie Wee, or the Warrior Queen. God gave thee life, a life of noble aims, brief, yet inspired by loftiness of thought. Thought, the great offspring of a mighty power, which thou didst wield to lead thy fellow men, along great duties hard and rugged path. Thine was a bright example. High aloft thy virtues flashed their pure, inspiring rays, piercing the murky clouds of human sin, and lighting up the realms where goodness dwells. To know thee was to love thee. Thine the power to weave thy spell around the hearts of men.

Starting point is 00:00:37 A noble life is wondrous, beautiful. And such was thine. Brief. Yea, alas. Too brief. Yet not one misspent hour could claim of thee its stern account as o'er the boundary line across the frontier twixt life and death. With fearless step thou sought'st the better land.

Starting point is 00:00:55 They call thee dead. Nay, surely tis not death. to pass from one world to another realm. Tis but a pilgrimage, a heavenly tour throughout the vast creation of our God. Nay, dead thou art not, for thy spirit lives, and its pure influence will never die.

Starting point is 00:01:11 History will bid the rising youth, behold, a bright example and a stainless life. If then, to others, tis a beacon light, a model for the imitators art. Ah, surely brief as was thy sojourn here, thou hast not dwelt among us all in vain. End of introduction to Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen, read by Crystal Shepard. Section 1 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen.

Starting point is 00:01:42 This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visitlibrovox.org. Read by Kristen Hand Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 1 Day was drawing to a close. The setting sun was glinting and gleaming on the sparkling mica rocks,

Starting point is 00:02:07 which border the deep gorges and high cliffs of the gradually rising ground that leads upwards from the plains of Galum in Patagonia, to Las Mananzas in the territory of the Arrucanian or Warrior Indians. High above the mica rocks rise the hills that skirt the Andes chain, and from the summit of these hills, the scene is one to the one, of magnificence and glory. So thought Annie Wee, the youthful warrior queen, as she sat astride her horse, and watched the sunlight streaking the Rio Lime far below, and bathing in rose-colored brilliance, the snow-clad cordilleras,

Starting point is 00:02:44 which looked down on the wooded ranges of hills beneath them, and which contained the splendid apple groves belonging to the Manzaneros tribe. When we last saw Aniwi, she had just bidden hairy and topsy vein, a tender and pathetic, farewell. Those who have perused the pages of the young castaways will remember that she was the only child and daughter of Gil Winnicush, had Kayak of the Tehokis or Patagonian Indians, and that at the age of 14 and a half, she had married Pignone, the only son of the great Quastral, Lord of the Arrucanian Manzeros, chena, or warrior Indians. They will also remember how any we had distinguished herself, she had won the proud titles of Huntress and Warrior,

Starting point is 00:03:32 and how at length she had become one of the warrior tribe herself. But any wee's spell of wedded life was brief. Scarce a year and a half had passed away when the news was brought to her that Quastrel and Pignone had been treacherously slain by a party of Argentines who had lured them to attend an ostensible peace parliament, the Arruchanians and Argentines, or as these latter were better known to the Indians, the Christianos, having previously been at war with one another. Thus, at the age of 16, Annie Wee had found herself

Starting point is 00:04:05 deprived of her dearly loved husband and the mother of a little baby girl, his child, and hers. And so impressed were the Arrucanians with their young Queen's sagacity, courage, and devotion to their interests that they had, without a dissentient voice, elected the child to be Kayakay over them, and appointed Annie Wee, its mother, as Queen Regent. surely this was a triumph for annie we rarely over the age of sixteen and yet indeed a warrior queen queen of a mighty tribe famed far and wide for its valor and its deeds of daring and renown yet annie we was equal to the occasion had she not quaestrel's death and her own pinone's death to avenge was not her beautiful adopted country hemmed in on all side by foes chelainos on the one hand argentines on the other and should she not not her beautiful adopted country hemmed in on all side by foes chalinos on the other and should she not fight to the very death in its defense. It was a country well worth fighting for, extending from Las Manzanas on the south to Mendoza far away in the north, and peopled by hundreds of the great warrior tribe, dwelling in fixed toldierras, many amidst the rich groves of pinones, apples,

Starting point is 00:05:18 and akarikas, with which the country abounded. Considerable wealth had fallen to her share when the Kayake's deaths were announced, all of which she purposed holding for her child. large flocks and herds stores of silver ornaments immense troupeglias of horses and numberless ponchos mantles etc were stored away amongst her subjects and in their safe-keeping her power was absolute her word law her army efficient and devoted little had annie we dreamt only three years previously when she chafed and fretted at her seemingly useless life in the patagonian toldos of her father gilquinish that in so short a time which she wield power over so magnificent a people as the Arrucanians. She had ridden almost to the boundary line of the Arrucanian territory for the fifth time that day, and had anxiously scanned the distant Pompas of Patagonia with the true unerring eye of an Indian. The reason for this was that ten days previously Annie We had received joyous news, news which had brought the blood rushing to her cheeks with glad surprise,

Starting point is 00:06:23 news in the shape of a letter from Harry and Topsie Vain, her dearly loved white friends, in which they apprised her of their intention to proceed at once to visit her, in the company of their uncle and aunt, Sir Francis and Lady Vane, and their three cousins, Freddie, Willie, and Mary. On receiving this news, Annie Wee was hunting away in the distant hills, which fringed the Cordillera range beyond Las Manzanus, but immediately calling together her followers, she bade them summon from different parts, 300-picked warriors, and likewise gave orders to others. to proceed at once to Las Manzanus, and prepare there the fixed toldieres for the reception of her white guests.

Starting point is 00:07:04 Then Annie Wee selected 50 of her best horses, a fine herd of cattle, and a flock of sheep, and sent them forward to the rendezvous, following herself with the little baby Kayake, and attended by the 300-picked warriors who had assembled quickly at her summons. The letter from Harry and Topsie had been written from El Carmen or Patagonese on the Rio Negro, and Eniwi had calculated that if they started at once, they would reach Las Manzanus in ten days. She had sent forward a small escort preceded by Achoski, and then settled down to await their coming. But when the day came for which she had timed their arrival, Annie Wee grew feverish with excitement. All the morning and afternoon she had watched for her friends, but there were no signs of their coming.

Starting point is 00:07:48 Then as the sun sunk low over the distant prairies and lit to radiance the snowy Andes far away in the background, The youthful queen aroused herself from the reverie into which she had fallen, and gave one last glance ahead. At once her dark eyes lit up with eagerness and expectation. A happy smile parted her lips. A low, glad cry escaped them as she stood straight up in her stirrups and waved a silken handkerchief around her head. The next moment she unslung from off her shoulders a neat Winchester repeater, and through the still evening air in quick succession rung the sharp reports of the rifle. A pre-arranged signal evidently, for no sooner did these reports ring forth, then far down in a valley beneath, a succession of bright fires began to shoot up. A Union Jack flag floated from a high pole, and dusky forms came and went amid the lurid glare. just a faint cloud on the pompah.

Starting point is 00:08:43 That was all that Anui's gaze had rested upon, and yet her practiced sight could not deceive her. She knew full well that it heralded the approach of a party of mounted persons, and Aniwee had not the slightest doubt as to who these persons were. They were coming on at a smart pace, and the young queen, after taking stock of the distance which yet lay between her and her white friends, turned her horse's head in the direction of the Indian camp. A pretty steep descent she had to make, too, in order to reach it, but her steed was wary and sure-footed, and with the blood of the bag-wall or wild horse in him, not likely to make a mistake. On reaching the Toldiaris, Annie We found her warriors busy adorning themselves with bright-colored ponchos and fastening on their silver spurs. A trepiglia of horses had been driven up, and the owners were picking out their steeds therefrom,

Starting point is 00:09:33 and saddling and bridling them. Each warrior carried a long lance, from the point of which a small pendant fluttered, and many of their kayakees and kayakios were conspicuous for the richness of their attire and the brightness of their silver ornaments. A small boy, godily dressed, was awaiting outside Anui's Toldiara, and as she rode up respectfully held her bridal rain. As she sprung from her horse, a young man stepped forward to meet her. If abundance of fine clothes, gleaming ornaments, and jingling spurs can make a man handsome in a woman's eyes, then Ina Coyle might be styled good-looking. Now, Ina Coyle was a kayake of high degree, being none other than the son of Quintuhall, brother of the great Custral, and therefore first cousin, Tepignone, Annaoui's dead husband. In the natural course of events and in accordance with the laws hitherto prevailing amongst the Arrucanians,

Starting point is 00:10:29 Ina Coyal ought to have been proclaimed a paramount Coyake on the death of Custral and Pinyone, in so much as this latter's child was only a girl. But the example of Annie Wee had so impressed the warriors, and both Pignone and Quastrol had been so highly respected and loved by the great tribe, that by a vast majority, this people had declared that Guardia Pignone's baby girl should reign over them. And as we have already seen, Annie We had been appointed Queen Regent with the full powers of an absolute kayake. Now this arrangement did not at all suit the ambition of Ina Kael, who had every desire to wield the power entrusted to Annawi. Had not he, in Akail, accompanied

Starting point is 00:11:11 Cuestral and Pignon on their great raid? Had he not, with his own eyes, seeing them treacherously killed and their bodies carried off by the Christianos, and had he not brought back the news, expecting to see himself at once, proclaimed Kayake? His anger and disappointment may well be imagined when affairs took the turn described, and he found himself supplanted by a mere baby, and a girl. But Ina Coyal, though he had thought it politic, to assume an air of submission and acquiescence, was far from feeling well-disposed towards Annie Wee. Very bitterly did he resent her intrusion where he had hoped to stand alone, and he had secretly made up his mind to work not only her destruction, but that of the little guardia as well. A very King John was this crafty

Starting point is 00:11:57 Ina Coyal. Do the friends of the great queen draw nigh, he inquired with a smile after saluting Annawi, Indian fashion, by raising his right hand, shading his right eye and touching his forehead with his thumb, middle, and right fingers? Yes, Ina Coyal, she answered with a glad laugh, and they will be here ere the sun seeks its rest. Do you form up the companies of our warriors while I deck myself as befits a warrior queen? The young man's eyes sparkled with anger and rage at these words, but deftly concealing his feelings, he again saluted respectfully and retired. Annie Wee passing into her own tolderia. This erection stood some 17 feet high, being spacious enough inside to accommodate 50 persons. It was closed in all round by skin coverings, the doorway

Starting point is 00:12:44 being fronted by a curtain of gay-colored silk. All round of the tolderia ran a kind of veranda, the canopy of which was formed of interwoven branches covered with bright green leaves. A small Union Jack flag ornamented the top of the structure, which inside possessed an air of comfort and civilization. Quite strange to behold. Several beds made of the soft, warm skins of the Vicunia and Guanaco, and raised from the ground on neatly arranged blocks of wood, stood side by side in line, and shields, bows and arrows, spears, guns, and rifles, Puma, Guinaco, and Vecunia heads were tastefully and skillfully hung from the woodwork and pine posts, to which the hide walls of of this spacious dwelling were attached.

Starting point is 00:13:29 Lying on one of these beds and cozily wrapped in a magnificent skunk and wildcat fur copper-colored baby, was a little copper-colored baby, with large dark eyes and a solemn grave face. Its tiny hands grasped two small silver-bell ornaments, which they jingled together unceasingly. Every now and then the baby would break into a joyous laugh and crow with delight, sounds which instantly chased away the solemn look on its face, and brought in its place a merry, happy expression. When Annie We entered, Baby at once dropped its playthings

Starting point is 00:14:02 and stretching out its little arms to the girl, gave vent to sounds of delight, judging by the smiles that wreathed its well-formed dark red lips. The young queen at once responded to its evident invitation to approach, and crossing to the bed, lifted the tiny mite in her arms.

Starting point is 00:14:19 Guardia, child of my heart, she exclaimed tenderly, as the little creature clasped her round the neck, was Gwardia looking for Mamita? Again, the little Gwardia crowed and laughed. She could not speak, being barely eight months old, but she could show how much she loved her young mother by the numberless caresses which she bestowed upon her.

Starting point is 00:14:38 Anna Wee, however, had the important duty to perform of arraying herself in warrior attire. Graviel, she called, and as she spoke, a tall, slim Indian youth arose from the side of the baby Kayake's bed, by which she had been keeping watch. Whenever Annie Wee left the child, she always placed it in the care of this boy, for she knew that she could trust him. He had been Pignon's favorite attendant, and Graviel worshipped the very ground that Annie Wee trod on. He would have died before

Starting point is 00:15:05 harm befell his charge. Graviel, take the kayake, observed Annie Wee gravely, and amuse her. The Indian youth obeyed, handling his baby chieftainess with the greatest care, and in a few moments he had completely engrossed her attention by singing to her in a low, chanting voice. Meanwhile, Annie Wee turned her attention to her attire. Drawing aside a silken curtain, she entered an alcove in the tolderia, which was reserved as her robing room, and was soon busy aided by her Indian women. When she issued therefrom, she looked splendid indeed. A magnificent crimson poncho hung over her shoulders adorned with sparkling golden threads, and she had on snowy white drawers and neat patro boots upon which silver spurs jingled. A short sword and a bright silver scabbard

Starting point is 00:15:50 hung by her side, and on her head, poised slightly on one side, was a cap of crimson velvet encircled by a band of massive silver, from which drooped two gray ostrich feathers. Decidedly, Annie Wee looked very handsome and every inch a queen. Under the soothing influence of Graviel's chant, the baby queen had fallen asleep and lay peacefully in the arms of her faithful young retainer. Bending over her, the girl mother imprinted a gentle kiss on her forehead. Even as she did so, the far-off sound. of a bugle call penetrated to the tolderia and brought Annie Wee at once to attention.

Starting point is 00:16:26 Quick, Graviel, she exclaimed, take the kayake to Blanca, and bid her to put the child to rest, and do you keep watch on the tolderia? Yonder bugle heralds the approach of the great British kayakays, whom Annie Wee must hasten to welcome. A loud shout from 300 warrior throats greeted her appearance. A milk-white horse awaited her in front of the tolderia. In a moment Annie Wee was in the saddle, and looking eagerly ahead. Ah, yes indeed. Her white friends were near. There was no mistaking Harry Vane's loud and familiar, hoo-ho-hoop! The next instant, the white horse swept up the valley at full speed in the van of 300 shouting warriors, brandishing their spurs, firing off their guns, and charging upon the advancing party. End of Section 1. Section 2 of Annie Wee, or the Warrior

Starting point is 00:17:22 Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visitlibrovox.org. Read by Kristen Hand Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 2 It may be naturally surmised that Sir Francis and Lady Vane and their children, who had never before witnessed a South American Indian ceremony of welcome,

Starting point is 00:17:53 were not a little started on beholding any we and her warriors charging to meet them in apparently so warlike a fashion. But to Harry and Topsy, it was neither an unusual nor a terrifying sight, accustomed as they had been during their sojourn amongst the Patagonians to scenes and occurrences of a like nature. Knowing, however, the punctilious etiquette of both Patagonians and Arrucanians, in the matter of going religiously through the whole ceremony, our two young friends, friends drew rain, and with a few reassuring words to their uncle-aunting cousins, awaited the Arrucanian charge. "'It's all right, Uncle Francis,' volunteered at the midshipman,

Starting point is 00:18:35 for Harry had long overstepped the important boundary which separates the naval cadet from the midshipman. They are not going to hurt us. But I say watch them closely and all they do, for directly they form up, quiet into line. We must go through exactly the same form of antics as they. Oh, topsy, do look, he considered somewhat eagerly. There's Annie Wee. Dear little Annie Wee as I live. Little, indeed, laughed his sister slyly as she criticized the tall, graceful figure of the young Amazon on the rapidly approaching white horse.

Starting point is 00:19:08 If I'm not very much mistaken, Harry, old boy, she's bigger than you. My word she has grown since we saw her last. Air Harry could reply Annie Wee and her warriors were upon them. halting suddenly when within 50 paces of the newcomers, the warriors formed rapidly into columns of three abreast and began galloping madly around the small party, firing off their guns and revolvers, shouting and yelling, and waving their bolas around their heads. This, having been continued for several minutes, ranks were suddenly opened, and each man charged forward shouting, Quo, and thrusting at an imaginary foe. The supposed enemy having been dislodged, a halt was sounded,

Starting point is 00:19:50 the Indians formed quickly into several long lines, and remained motionless as statues, conspicuous at their head being Annie Wee, Inakal, and other kayakees and kayakios. Now Aunt, now, Uncle, come on, Freddy, Willie, and Mary, it's our turn, cried Topsy, as she brought her horse alongside her brothers, and beckoned to Willie to fall in on the other side of her. The Arrucanian escort, which had been sent forward by Annie Wee to meet them, quickly formed into threes, and in another moment the little party were galloping as madly as the others had done, around the long lines of solemn Arucanians. Joining in the scrimmage with loud barks of glee was Topsy's dog Shag,

Starting point is 00:20:31 our dear old friend, Shag of Castaway renown. The shouting, firing, and galloping, having come to an end, Harry and Topsie at once rode up to Annawi with loud cries of welcome. It is not easy to describe the joy of the Indian girl at seeing her old friends again. for the Indian character is flagmatic and by no means demonstrative in its affections, and although Annie Wee was an exception to this rule, she had a part to play before her warriors, and was bound to look dignified, as befitted a great Kayake. But Harry and Topsie could see tears in her great dark eyes as she clasped their hands,

Starting point is 00:21:08 and bade them welcome to Arucanian soil. They had heard all about the deaths of Quastrol and Pignone, and therefore avoided it touching on death. delicate and painful ground by alluding to them. How big you have grown, Aniwi, exclaimed Topsie after the first greetings were over, and the queen with her guests was riding along the valley towards the Toldurias, followed by her warriors. We left you a child, but you look like a woman now.

Starting point is 00:21:37 Annie Wee is a woman, answered the Indian girl, with all the dignity of six and a half summers. Annie Wee is no longer a child. They were conversing in Spanish, a language which, by the way, Harry had got up sufficiently to make himself understood in view of the visit to Annie Ween. He wasn't going to be made a fool of again and look like one, as had been the case in Patagonia, he declared, when all the speaking and interpreting had been done by Topsy, and he had to sit by and act the part of audience. Of course, now that he had become a Spanish scholar, this was no longer necessary, and he rejoiced thereat exceedingly. "'Of course you are not a child now, Annie Wee,' he answered in a somewhat important tone. "'We are all three grown up. Let me see. You are sixteen and a half, and I and my sister celebrated

Starting point is 00:22:27 our seventeenth birthday a few days ago. We are all of a great age.' Harry possessed the knack of saying funny things with a face as grave as an owl. His remark tickled Topsie immensely, but was received by Annie Wee with dignified complacence. How old are your cousins? She inquired, looking at Freddy, Willie, and Mary Vane, who were riding close alongside them. While that one there is a man, observed Harry, indicating Freddy with his finger, he is 16 and a great warrior. The other two are children still. The boy is 14, the girl, 13. Just about the age you were, anyway, when we first met you. The boy like myself is a sailor and the girl would like to be one, too, if only the laws of our country would permit it. Then women, too, are

Starting point is 00:23:13 slaves in the great white land, the same as my father's people are? inquired to the Indian girl with a bitter smile. Oh, no, Aniwi, answered Topsy quickly, not slaves. For you see, Aniwi, unlike the Patagonian women, they don't do the whole work of the nation. The men have to work too and not simply feast, hunt, and make war as your father's men do. All the same, women in our country can to be warriors or be sailors on ships or attend parliament. That is what my brother means.

Starting point is 00:23:43 and don't they want to be warriors and see kikais and attend parliamentos again inquired the young queen some do replied topsy i for instance and my cousin mary would like to be see kikais but we must alter the laws before we can become so great changes often come quickly however if four years ago the arrocanians had been told that a woman would reign over them they would have laughed to scorn the very idea yet because of the arrocanians had been told that a woman would reign over them they would have laughed to scorn the very idea yet behold, your little girl is the head kayakei of the great warrior tribe, and you are the queen regent. Would this great people have acted thus if they had not recognized in you a fearless ruler and an undaunted warrior? The Indian girl's cheeks flushed as she listened to Topsie's words. It is true, she murmured, and yet it was Pinyone, my beloved Pignone, who made his people love me. He always called Annie Wee, their warrior queen, and it was he who gave her her, her friend. first lessons in war. Pignon, love of Anniewe's heart, where art thou?

Starting point is 00:24:49 A plaintive faraway look shone in the dark eyes of the young warrior queen as the memory of her beloved shot across her. Topsie was just meditating some cheerful remark to drive away, if possible, sad thoughts from the girl's mind, when shouts and yells were suddenly born up the valley on the soft evening breeze. They came from the direction of the Indian camp. A look of horror overspread the features of Aniwi. Full well, she knew the meaning of those cries. Raining up her horse, she turned suddenly around and faced her warriors. Inakayal, she called out in a commanding voice, where art thou cousin? In a moment the Kayake was by her side. Heard you not the war cry, Inakayal, or did Annie We dream?

Starting point is 00:25:34 she inquired anxiously. The queen did not dream, he answered with flashing eyes. Hark, there it is again. Bid Inakiaq. speed quickly to the Toldareas with two hundred of these warriors, and do thou, oh, queen, remain here with the great white kayakes in the care of the remaining hundred. A gleam of anger flashed in the girl's eyes as she fixed them on the scheming chief. What? she exclaimed proudly. I, warrior queen, skulk, hiding like a poltroon behind my men. Inakial, you are a strange counselor.

Starting point is 00:26:09 No, however, that I will it otherwise. I will lead the 200 to the rescue, and do you, with the remaining hundred, guard my guests? Do you hear, Ina Coyal, it is my command? A vicious, disappointed look came over the Caya's face, but he had no alternative then to obey. In quick rapid tones, Annie Wee issued her orders, and then hurriedly explained the situation to Harry and Topsie, imploring them to remain where they were with their uncle aunt and cousins. Four, she added significantly, when the iny blood is up, he might not distinguish you from the Christianos, and then your fates would be

Starting point is 00:26:46 death. Farewell for the moment. Anywee goes to restore peace and defend her child. As she spoke, she struck her silver spurs into her horse's side and with a loud cry sped along the valley, followed by the two hundred Arrucanians whom she had bidden attend her. Well, Harry Antopsy, you have led us into a warrior land indeed, exclaimed Lady Vane, laughing. "'Hardly has your queen welcomed us, then she dashes away into strife and turmoil. "'What can it all mean?' "'I can't make out, aunt,' answered Harry, "'just a shade anxiously.

Starting point is 00:27:23 "'Those cries we hear our war cries. "'You who understand Spanish heard what she said to us. "'Really, I think we had better obey her. "'I know Annie we well, and can trust her. "'But what a scowling-looking chap that Kayake is, "'in whose care she has left us? "'I don't half like his. looks. Do you, Uncle Francis?

Starting point is 00:27:43 I can't say I am impressed by them, my boy, answered Sir Francis quietly. I'm a bit of a character reader, and it strikes me he entertains no good feeling to the young queen. His expression was savage and sullen when she addressed him just now. Again, shouts and cries came floating up the valley. The face of Ina Coyal wore a triumphant expression. Suddenly he turned to the warriors who surrounded him. There is a fight down yonder, he exclaimed. stand idle while a woman bears the brunt of war? Say, brothers, shall we not charge? An approving shout greeted his suggestion, and before Sir Francis and Lady Vane, Harry Topsie and their cousins had fathomed what was going to happen, they felt themselves borne forward

Starting point is 00:28:26 in the midst of a hundred or more stalwart warriors, all shouting and yelling like so many demons. Madly excited Shagg brought up the rear. We're in for it, Topsy, and no mistake, gasped Harry, as he got his horse tight by the head and tried to check his headlong career. He had quite forgotten that this was a signal to go faster, so that the animal merely redoubled its efforts. In a few minutes they had dashed into the Indian camp. What a sight they beheld, a scene of fierce turmoil indeed, some hundred white men surrounded by Anoui and her braves,

Starting point is 00:29:01 fighting desperately for their lives. They had sought to catch the warrior queen in a trap, and had been caught themselves, and now they saw no chance of escape from the furious Arrucanians who pressed upon them. A weird scene indeed. The sun had sunk, the gloom of night was already upon everything, throughout the camp, huge fires gleamed and sparkled, lighting up the faces of the combatants, and giving them a strange, fantastic appearance.

Starting point is 00:29:27 As Inakayal swept upon the scene with his bevy of warriors, he took it all in at a glance. His plan had failed. Yet must he save the Christianos? whom his vile intrigues have lured to the spot. His had been the intention to rob the Queen regent of her baby child, during her brief absence and when all the warriors were withdrawn from the camp. For this purpose he had put himself in communication with the Christianos,

Starting point is 00:29:54 who at war with the Arvucanians had willingly agreed to secure the little Guardia, in hopes of forcing her great tribe to accept disadvantageous and degrading terms of peace. As we have seen, Inakayal's plan had failed. End of Section 2. Section 3 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libervox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 00:30:27 For more information or to volunteer, please visitlibrovox.org. Read by Kristen Hand. Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 3 No sooner did these. These reserves of warriors make their appearance, then a sudden wavering was seen in the ranks of the white men, who had hitherto kept well together and fought desperately. It seemed now as though they must be all cut to pieces and destroyed, surrounded as they were by three hundred of picked

Starting point is 00:30:58 braves from the warrior tribe. Annie Wee was fighting like a young demon, and Harry and Topsy, as they sought shelter with the others of their party in the rear of the queen's toldo, could hear her war cry distinctly above the fierce shouts of the combatants. The colonists were all armed with guns and rifles, but they were at two close quarters with their assailants to make it possible to use them. They had therefore only their swords to depend on, and when these, in some instances, fell shivered from their grasp by the powerful stroke of some Arrucanians' axe, they had only a short stabbing knife, a revolver, and a small hatchet slung at their sides to fall back upon. The Arrucanians, as we have seen, were all armed with long lances.

Starting point is 00:31:43 They were stout, powerful, and ugly customers to encounter, when, in serried array and with their lances well set, they swept down on an enemy. But on this occasion lances were at a disadvantage, hemmed in as a combatants were by rocks, trees, and steep hillsides, where only hand-to-hand fighting was possible, and the warriors were obliged to have recourse to their short axes and stabbing knives. already some twenty white men had fallen. Quarter was not asked for because the Christianos knew that it would not be given. Had they not been themselves the aggressors,

Starting point is 00:32:17 and had they not themselves alone to thank for their present plight? They had come slinking as a fox does at night when he thinks the coast is clear, intent on a brutal and cruel act, and behold their reward. Suddenly, loud cries and shouts resounded through the valley down which Ani had charged so furiously, and amidst the din of the conced, combat, a few talismanic words brought the queen and her warriors to attention. Help, help! To the rescue of the child, Kaye, to the rescue of Gwardia.

Starting point is 00:32:47 An icy chill ran through Anoie's heart. Then the baby queen for whom she was risking her life, the beloved child of her lost Pignon, was a prisoner after all? The thought was maddening. It thrilled her to the quick. It almost unnerved her. It certainly made her lose her presence of mind. It was the means of saving many a white woman.

Starting point is 00:33:06 man's life. Hark, she cried, raining up her horse. Warriors, the kayake is in danger, forward to the rescue. Like lightning, she had taken her animal by the head, turned it in the direction whence the cries had proceeded, and the next moment she and her warriors were streaming up the valley once more, leaving the Christianos struck dumb with astonishment. But they soon aroused themselves to the situation as the voice of Ina Coyal rung out. Fools! Would you wait to be slain when the gualichu gives you this chance of escape? In a moment they had understood, and leaving their dead to the mercy of Indians and condors, had paid attention to discretion, which is the better part of valor, by taking to flight.

Starting point is 00:33:50 When Annie Wee, furious and crestfallen, returned at the head of her warriors, she found them gone. Her first impulse was to start in pursuit, but her next evinced greater caution. It was quite possible that an ambush might have been laid to entrap her. She had been deceived by the false cry of danger to her child. She would not be fooled twice. For there was the little Guardia safe and well in the arms of her Nurse Blanca, with Graviel her faithful attendant covered with blood standing near. The warriors presented a grim sight.

Starting point is 00:34:21 Many of them were suffering from sword thrusts and hatchet cuts, and the gay ponchos in which they had decked themselves to do honor to Annawee's guests, were in many instances torn and disheveled and covered with blood. in a few brief dignified words the queen thanked them for their support and bade them seek their to tolledose to dress their wounds but she added rest your spears against the sides of your tents and be on the alert for treachery may still lurk around the christianos creep like snakes and slink like the pomp of foxes be therefore on the watch but annie we you are wounded exclaimed to topsy as she noticed blood coming from the young queen's arm a ball for from one of the Cristiano's medicine engines did it, she replied with a laugh, but it is nothing. Annie We will wash it, and drive the traces away. Let us enter and prepare for the feast. On either side of the chief tolderia, two others, nearly as large, were erected.

Starting point is 00:35:22 These had been prepared for the use of Sir Francis and Lady Vane and their children, as well as for Harry and Topsie. large fires fed by huge billets of wood blazed in front of these snug abodes which were lighted up within by stone lamps filled with oil and in which moss served the place of wick will the queen allow me to dress her arm for her inquired sir francis vain gallantly i am something of a medicine man The great white Kayakee is kind, answered the girl gratefully. But I dare not let him. If I fell ill or suffered from the wound, the tribe would blame you for it, therefore it must not be. But the Kayake knows that Aniwi is grateful. As she spoke the evil featured Inna Kayao stood by her side. The queen is hurt, he inquired with affected solitude.

Starting point is 00:36:13 Shall Inakayal call hither the medicine man? No, Inakyal, she answered quietly. but bid him use his arts against the evil gualichu, by whose black arts think you the Christianos obtained an entrance here? The chief shrugged his shoulders but glanced meaningly at the used Graveille, who still bloody and covered with wounds, stood near. You know well, cousin, that I like not the presence of Graveille, and that I have ever warned you that the boy is haunted by an evil spirit.

Starting point is 00:36:44 It is Enochayal's firm belief that the approach of Christianos was not unknown to him. The queen turned sharply around. Graviel, she commanded imperiously. Come here. The youth at once obeyed. Not till he had done so did Annawi realize how grievously he was wounded. A nasty sword cut had slashed his cheek, his left arm hung powerless by his side, and one of his poutreau boots was saturated with blood, and clean cut through in one part. The Christianos have made you as weak as a child, Graviel, exclaimed Annawi. How was it? You became wounded thus. Did you take part in the fight? Great Queen, answered the youth proudly, my duty was to be beside the young

Starting point is 00:37:25 Kayake. I fought on her behalf till I could know more. Then you came to the rescue. It was well, for Graviel was well-nigh overpowered. And how came the Christianos to fall upon a peaceful camp like condors on the dead? Again inquired the queen. How know I that? answered the youth. Graviel is not in the confidence of the evil one, but shall I tell the great queen all that which I eyewitness after her departure to meet the great white chiefs. Anna Wee bowed her head. Speak was all, she said. It was thus, great queen, proceeded the youth excitedly.

Starting point is 00:38:02 I had surrendered the young Kayake to Blanca's care, according to the queen's command, and had gone outside the tolderia to keep my customary watch over the safety of the pride of Pignon's heart. I had watched the queen and warriors up the valley out of sight, and having nothing else to do, strolled round the toldareas. Then it was that I thought I heard a rustling sound, not far away. I halted and stood still. Suddenly I saw gliding through the forest, like snakes crawl, the forms of several white-faced men.

Starting point is 00:38:31 I ground my teeth as I recognized the hated Christianos. There might have been six of them, though of their number I took no note, for like the wailing of a sad blast at night, a despairing cry arose within the tolderia of the queen. Next moment I saw a man spring forth through a rent in the hide, carrying something in his arms. Then arose once more the despairing cry, and I recognized the voice of Blanca. If I had doubted, my doubt was at once dispelled, for behold she came springing through the rent in the tolderia. Her face distorted with fear and passion. At once the good Guali Chu opened my eyes. I divined the cause. The Cristiano, whom I had seen spring forth from the toldo, had robbed the Arrucanians of their brightest jewel.

Starting point is 00:39:15 Guardia, under Maya's special care, had been stolen. the lightning shoots from heaven, thus did Graviel spring to the rescue. With a cry of fury, I rushed upon the loathsome creature, and before he was aware of my intention had torn the young Kayake from his grasp. Blanca rushed forward. I gave her the babe and then turned to face as best I could the men that pressed upon me. I fought desperately. Was not the treasure of Inouye's heart in peril? I would die, I resolved, ere harm again befell the young Kayakee. My shouts brought around. me, the few men left in camp and

Starting point is 00:39:50 the women as well. But the Cristiano seemed to swell in numbers. They came over the hill and pressed us sorely, and though we fought desperately we were driven back. I felt the cold steel of Cristiano's blade strike into my cheek, then my arm fell powerless by my side under

Starting point is 00:40:06 a furious blow, and the next the same cold steel struck into my leg. My eyes grew dizzy, pain made my brain real, and I thought the death hovered above me. Then, my queen, I heard thy war-cry. I heard the thunder of thy warrior's steeds, and Graval knew that Guardia was saved. Brave Graviel! Annie Wee thanks thee deeply, answered the young queen with much emotion.

Starting point is 00:40:30 Inakial, thou hast judged him wrongly. In a wee, thou art too trustful. I bid thee be aware, exclaimed the Kayake addressed. Thou art nursing a snake in thy bosom. But the queen waved him angrily to one side. Go, Graviel, she commanded, turning to the young warrior. Go, wash thy wounds. Blanca will aid thee. Then lay thee on the couch, which is next to that of the young Kayake, and Annie we will, with her own hands, bring thee a draft of soothing medicine water. Annie we will never forget how thou hast saved to her the child of her heart. Brave Graviel, thou hast thy queen's gratitude. Graviel's eyes sparkled with pleasure, as he raised his hand to his

Starting point is 00:41:13 forehead in humble obeisance, and then turned to obey the will of his queen. But the eyes of Iniqui shone with a malignant hatred which he could ill conceal. As Annawi entered to the toldo of her child, he cast after her a meaning look, muttering as he strove away. The vicunya may strive to protect its young, but the power of the condor is greater. Yet shall Inakial triumph. An hour later a great feast was held in the queen's toldaria, where Annie Wee, Wright, royally entertained her guests. A cow had been killed and some sheep as well, and these were roasted whole around a

Starting point is 00:41:48 monster fire, where the braves of Annie Wee were congregated. Loud was the rejoicing over the defeat of the hated Christianos, and dire were the threats of vengeance which the warriors promised to wreak in their next frontier raid. High and mighty were the speeches delivered and stories recounted of the deeds of valor performed by the speaker's ancestors. Yet when Annie Wee stepped forth from the chief Toldo and stood quietly in the gleam of the great fire, one long, loud shout went up, and then silence fell. Warriors, exclaimed the girl Queen, advancing a few steps forward and raising her hand above her head. Today the evil Guali Choo has been defeated.

Starting point is 00:42:27 Treachery sought to steal from you all, the little Kayake, the child of Pinyone, to carry her away as the Puma does its prey. But she was saved, saved by the devotion of the youthful warrior Gravail, and protected by the few brave women and men of the warrior tribe left within the camp. from her heart, Annawi or queen thanks them. Their deeds will be sung by the great tribe, and their children will tell their children how a youth and a few brave women and men saved the baby Kayake, the child of Pinyone.

Starting point is 00:42:57 And of Annawi, broke from hundreds of throats, child of our warrior queen. What a splendid sight, exclaimed Lady Vane enthusiastically. Children, I have never seen a scene more impressive. As in effect it was. Freddy Willie and Mary dreamt of it that night as they lay comfortably curled up on their beds of warm skins.

Starting point is 00:43:19 Full well they understood now how much Harry and Topsie had enjoyed themselves when as young castaways they had lived their free exciting lives amongst the Patagonian Indians and congratulated themselves in being where they were. But all night long Annie We watched by the fevered couch of the young Gravail who had preserved to her the child of her heart. End of section 3. Chapter 4 of Anna Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org.

Starting point is 00:44:12 Anna Wee or The Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 4 Harry and Topsie were awake in the morning following upon that of the fight, by the sounds of the Erocanians returning from the riverside where they had been to perform their morning ablutions. It must have been about dawn. I see, Harry, observed his sister, raising herself up from off her couch of warm skins. I should uncommonly like a plunge. I caught sight of a beautiful stream in the forest yesterday, which I think I could find again. I dare say Aunt Ruby and Mary will be glad to be shown it, so I'll just stir them up and ask them.

Starting point is 00:44:53 Right, you are, old girl, ejaculated Harry, yawning. And I will pilot Uncle Francis, Freddie, and Willie. I know this dream you mean. It is not ten minutes stroll from here. Yes, a plunge will be uncommonly refreshing. I wonder how all the warriors are and Queen Anna Wee. Does it not seem like a dream to you to be back amongst these wild scenes again? Well, you see, Harry, remarked Topsy gravely, these are not exactly old scenes, because, you know, although we saw something of the Aricanians when you joined the Tawalchi's in the Patagonian Pompas,

Starting point is 00:45:31 we never entered their country. What a lovely one it is to be sure. Yes, indeed, and you were a brick to get Uncle and Aunt to come, Topsy. I am looking forward to a real good time of it after all the hardships I have gone through on the Pacific Station, continued Harry, with a sly twinkle in his eye. Oh, Harry, you conceited monkey, laughed Topsy. To hear you talk, one would think you were martyed day and night instead of living in clover as you have been doing on father's ship.

Starting point is 00:46:04 I say, what are you two jabbering about? queried a sleepy voice from under a heap of skins, and Freddy's head at length appeared in view. His hair was very much ruffled, and he looked extremely comical. At the sight of him, both his cousins burst into fits of laughter. Oh, Freddy, what a guy you look! exclaimed Topsy. Now, Freddy, in reality, was a broad-shouldered, fine, handsome youth with yellow hair and beautiful blue eyes. I think he just knew that he was not altogether plain, and therefore resented the discreet. of his personal appearance given by his good-looking cousin.

Starting point is 00:46:45 Guy am I, he pretended to remark indignantly. People who live in glass houses should not throw stones. Look at yourself, Topsy. I never saw such a scarecrow in my life. I tell you what, Freddy, put in Harry, struggling to repress his laughter. If you insult my charming sister, I'll sit on you. and squash you as flat as a pancake. Remember who I am and who you are. Why, you are a mere fledgling aspiring to enter the army, while I am a full-blown officer in Her Majesty's service.

Starting point is 00:47:25 How this passage of arms might have ended, I do not pretend to be able to say, but it was rudely interrupted by the entrance of Willie and Mary. Laisies, cried this latter. Why, I and Willie have been, for ever such a long ramble, and we had a splendid swim in the real LeMay far away below. We have seen the sun rise on those glorious Andes and come across all sorts of funny and strange things. Oh, Topsy, I just do call this paradise. Well, did I not tell you how nice it was, Miss, put in Harry, and you would not believe me. Now, you see, I am always right. But I say, Freddy, come on, old chap, and we'll go and have a plunge.

Starting point is 00:48:16 I'll just ask Uncle Francis if he will come. And I will ask Aunt Ruby, put in Topsy, as she made for the tent's entrance. Come on, Shag, old boy. For Shag had risen and shaken himself to Merley the moment he saw that it was his beloved's mistress's intention to leave the tent. He was just a little stiff after his long gallop of the day before, but that was no reason in Shag's honest mind from taking him away from his mistress's side. On returning to the Toldoes about an hour and a half later, our white friends found a great bustle going on in the camp. Horses were being caught and saddled, the flock of sheep and herd of cattle were being driven in, and preparations for departure evidently being indulged in on an extensive scale. Ah, I see it is to be a case of forward today, remarked Topsy in a pleased voice.

Starting point is 00:49:13 Now, for a dash into the unknown. But Topsy, we must not forget to arrange with Ano-Wee for an expedition to the great goldmine of ore, which you know is the principal object of our presence here, interposed Sir Francis. Will you speak to her, or shall I? Well, I think you had better. let me do so, uncle, answered his niece. Anna Wee is not superstitious to the same extent as are the Patagonians and Araucanians. Still, you know she will have to overcome these latter's prejudices if she is to accompany us. As Topsie spoke, the queen entered. She looked a shade weary,

Starting point is 00:49:57 and her wounded arm was stiff and painful. Her watch all night by the couch of the young Graviel had deprived her of the sleep which is so necessary to the young after fatigue and excitement. Anouis salutes the great cassis, she said with an inclination of her head and a raising her right hand slightly. Are they willing to accompany her today? A large herd of wild horses has been observed, not an hour's march from here, and the cassis may like to join them. the Erikanos in attempting the capture of some of them. Tomorrow we hunt the wild bull, and next day a puma fastness is to be stormed. The cassis shall not want excitement or feel dull if Ano-Wee can prevent it. We will gladly accompany you, Anna Wee, and we thank you much for

Starting point is 00:50:58 your kind thoughts of our pleasure, answered Topsy. But Anna Wee, there's a good way. We, there There is one thing I must tell you. My friends and myself desire to see the great gold mine of ore again, also the hut far up near the snows of the Andes peaks, where I and you and my brother found that old white-haired man living all alone. You remember it all, of course, how we went on with him to the mine of ore, while you went back to fetch Pannon, how, during our expedition to the mine, the old man died and was buried by the side of his long-dead wife, on the banks of that dark, mysterious river of which we had paddled to reach the mine. But I don't think I ever told you the most wonderful thing of that wonderful adventure, how, in that old hermit of 113 years, I and my

Starting point is 00:51:54 brother discovered an ancient relative, a great, great uncle, in fact, whom everyone thought had been drowned eight years before, nor did I tell you at the time of the existence of the great gold mine of ore which was discovered by Sir Harry Vane, for such was the name of the hermit, and shown to us. I did not make known its existence for the reason that I wished to return later on and explore it in your company, and it is for this very purpose that we have sought you. Tell us, Anna Wee, will you come? The young queen looked puzzled for a moment, and then replied, You know well that Anna Wee has no fear, but she must consult the warriors of Pinone and obtain their consent. Is she not pledged to rule over them for her child, and must she not consult their

Starting point is 00:52:53 interests and those of the young Cassis? You speak rightly and well, Anna Wee, put in Sir Francis. You wish, in fact, to consult your people ere giving a definite reply. I am sure we respect your wishes. The great Cassis understands Annawi. she answered in a grateful voice. And now will they come to her toldo and take some refreshment, you're setting out on the trail? On entering Annawee's tolderia, our white friends found a large fire burning therein,

Starting point is 00:53:33 a pot hanging on a tripod simmered over the fire. Some fish on a gridiron stood near, and seven cups of steaming matte with silver bombagias stuck into each stood round the fire. To Harry and Topsy, this evidence of thoughtful attention on Anna Wees' part was all the more pleasing, inasmuch as they knew it was not the custom of the Indians to eat before setting out on a journey. It was plain that she had not forgotten the habits of her white friends. The baby queen was rolling about on some skins, playing with her silver toys, and close by sat Graviel on a low stool. His face, arm, and leg were all neatly bandaged,

Starting point is 00:54:18 the work of Blanca and Anawi, where the former loved the handsome youth with tender devotion, and the latter made it her special care and pleasure to attend on Pannon's favorite retainer and the savior of her child. The scene at starting was a busy one. Every man and woman mounted their own a special horse, the woman riding a stride like the men, a sensible custom which white women would do well to imitate, as indeed did Lady Vane, Topsie, and Barry, who were all dressed in neat, comfortable knickerbockers, and well-fitting Norfolk jackets and stocking caps with strong, plain, brown leather top riding boots, broomy, and waterproof. A broad leathern belt encircled their waist, to which hunt a sharp hunting knife and a bulldog revolver in neat cases. Across one shoulder,

Starting point is 00:55:10 they carried a belt, ribbed all round with rifle cartridges, and over the other shoulder each had a rifle slung. A similar attire and equipment composed Sir Francis's, Harry's, Freddy's, and Willie's rigout, which possessed the merit of being comfortable and not too cumbersome. They had brought two baggage horses with them, carrying a change of clothing for each, their surplus ammunition, and various presents for Anoui and her cassis, not admitting many a gaudy trinket for the common people. Annawi was made intensely happy by the present of a beautiful rifle, which Sir Francis vein had brought especially for the presentation to the young queen. Thus they set out, the cattle and sheep had preceded them being driven forward by boys, and now the cavalcade consisted

Starting point is 00:56:01 of about 350 warriors, some 30 women, and a few children, a fine troupegia of mares and horses, and Annawi, the baby queen, or La Gardia Chica, as she was called by her subjects, attended by the faithful Blanca and Graviel. The latter, sitting his horse stoically in spite of the pain, which he was evidently suffering, our white friends completed the imposing-looking party. The way led through grassy valleys and rock-strewn gorges, which presently debauched into hilly plains, wherein Guanacos could be discerned feeding in small knots of twenty or thirty together. Now and then an ostrich would start up and scut away in front of the advancing party, or a small silver fox spring forth from its seat and gallop hastily forward in search of safety.

Starting point is 00:56:57 For the Indian dogs, although trained to hunt the ostrich in Guernaco, only were to hunt the ostrich in Guanaco only at the word of command were always allowed free play with the foxes. Anna Wee explained to our young friends that here ended the limit of the Guanaco, which entirely disappeared as they went more inland, giving place to the vacuna, an animal greatly resembling him only with softer fur and a habitant of the mountains in contradistinction to the Guanaco, which favored the plains, and she promised them many an exciting stock after the former. Before long they fell in with vast stretches of shady woods, which looked cool and inviting from the hot plains. And when at length they came into close proximity to them, Harry and Topsy, Freddie, Willie, and Mary,

Starting point is 00:57:43 all uttered loud cries of delight as they beheld in this forest a veritable fairy scene. From the trees in every direction high up the mountain sides and stretching along the valleys far and wide on thousands of red-cheeked, yellow-faced apples, tempting to the sight and pleasant to the palate, a scene enticing in the highest degree to the young people who gazed thereon with rapture. Mother, what a lovely sight, cried Mary, as she dropped her reins on her horse's neck and clasped her hands together. Oh, mother, I never dreamt of anything so beautiful. Are we in fairyland, I wonder? It would seem so, answered Lady Vane, smiling,

Starting point is 00:58:31 as they suddenly rode into a green sunny valley watered by a bright running stream and hemmed in on each side by apple groves. For in the valley, erected on either side of the stream, stood some hundred or more Tolderias, with crowds of busy Indian men, women, and children moving to and fro. All along the valley pastoral, fine herds of cattle, flocks of sheep, and immense troops of horses. Truly a beautiful scene. See, exclaimed Anna Wee, proudly pointing towards it. Of all my great possessions, I love that spot

Starting point is 00:59:10 the best, for Pannon loved it. End of Chapter 4. Read by Heather McKee, Olympia, December 12, 2002. Section 5 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Melissa Marie. Annie We or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie, Section 5.

Starting point is 00:59:53 No sooner did the Indians catch sight of the approaching cavalcade than they hastened to meet it with loud cries of welcome. But these rejoicings were turned to take. anger when they learned of the danger that had threatened their baby Cacique, as may be imagined, both Graviel and those who had been instrumental in saving her from and defending her against the Christianos, came in for an extra share of applause and congratulations from the large body of Indians that thronged around their queen. Graviel was at once carried off by his mother and relations to be carefully attended to. He was loth to leave his little charges side and only consented to do so on receiving strict orders from Annie Wee to that effect.

Starting point is 01:00:37 Meanwhile, La Guardia Chica, under the superintendence of Blanchia, was carried to the chief toldo, and most of the warriors dispersed to their various told areas toff their gay war attires for the everyday hubbellaments of Oricanians, while Annie Wee issued orders for the saddling and bridling of eight of her most wary-footed and renowned hunting steeds for the use of herself and her white friends. Will the white Caciques be ready to set off at short notice? She inquired of Topsie who was nearest to her. Most certainly, Annie We, replied this latter with alacrity. We shall be ready whenever you are, and are all excitement and eagerness to see how the Oricanians hunt the baguoles. Annie We remembers the two baguoles which the Caciques captured in

Starting point is 01:01:26 Patagonia, continued the Queen. Are they still alive? Yes, Annie We, alive and flourishing. I and my brother sent them across the sea to our own country, but the Oricanians capture them differently to what we did, I suppose. You shall see, remarked Annie We briefly, and you shall take part in the hunt. I will arrange for 25 of our best hunters to accompany me. You will all be provided with horses of mine own, skilled in the chase and weary-footed, which know their business well. Meanwhile, yonder tall-told areas on either side of the chief one are the two reserved for the white caciques. You may wish to visit them air setting out on the hunt. Has Annie we spoken well? The question, having been answered in the affirmative, everyone repaired to their different quarters

Starting point is 01:02:17 to make ready for the hunt. I think, young people, that I will remain behind, remarked Lady Vane a little later on. I have got a bit of a headache and am somewhat tired. I think I shall rest for an hour and then unpack the baggage panniers, get out the trinkets, and put everything straight in the toll dose against your return. Topsie, dear, you can explain it to the queen. All right, Aunt Ruby, I see her coming now, answered Topsie,

Starting point is 01:02:46 and as she spoke, Annie We and her hunters rode up. There were 20 men and five women amongst these hunters, all mounted on wiry-looking horses and provided with stout lassoes and boluses. They each carried in addition a revolver and a short, sharp knife, but no other arms, about half a dozen powerful-looking hounds accompanying them. Our young friends, as well as Sir Francis, decided on taking their rifles. There was no knowing that they might not come in useful, they declared. And when they had mounted their well-bred, strong little steeds,

Starting point is 01:03:26 they found that to each of their saddles was attached, not only a light lasso, but a pair of bolas as well. Oh, what fun! exclaimed Willie in a delighted voice as he found himself fully equipped for the fray. I feel every inch in or a Canian hunter, don't you, Mary. I mean to have a good try to catch a horse today, answered the girl with a laugh, though I can't say I feel the adept that you profess to do, brother mine. However, have a care. Pride cometh before a fall. You know that, I suppose. They started, a gay party. The sun was shining brightly. The apple groves looked green, cool, and inviting. Far away, wooded heights arose. These were the forests of Oracarias,

Starting point is 01:04:14 wherein abounded the luscious pinons so esteemed by the Indians, and high above these shady retreats dazzled the snowy Andes, resplendent in their robes of untrodded virgin snow. The spirits of our young friends were at their highest. They laughed and jabbered away at their fastest, hairy bubbling over with fun and mischief unquenchable. In vain his cousins and sisters strove to suppress him, the happy young midshipman refused to be repressed.

Starting point is 01:04:46 They must have been riding for quite an hour and had entered a large, circular plain some five or six miles in circumference when Annie Wee and Sir Francis, who were riding about a hundred yards ahead, suddenly halted. And the former held up her hand warningly, as though to enjoin silence. Then indeed, Harry became serious, in his mirth was at once checked. No sooner had Annie we made the sign described than she lay flat along her horse's neck, an attitude which was immediately imitated by all the hunters following in the rear of the children, and these latter and Sir Francis, perceiving their movements, were quick to imitate their dusky friends.

Starting point is 01:05:31 As for Shag, who had been bounding along beside his mistress's horse, he at once lowered his tail and came quietly to heal in the rear of her steed, no doubt noticing the like action on the part of the Indian hounds. Baguales, murmured the Indians, half audibly as they rode slowly forward to join the queen. Yet look as hard as ever they could. Our young friends could make out no sign of the wild horses, about which the Indians appeared so confident. Califacura, creep forward like a snake, be wary as the dough, whispered the young queen, as she signed to a big stalwart or a canian to approach,

Starting point is 01:06:13 and the man, with a low grunt and still lying flat along his horse, trotted forward and in a few minutes was out of sight. Lanketrow, let thy step be swift but silent, thy eye keen as the hovering hawk, was the next remark with which Annie Wee detached another of her followers from the group, and he too trotted forward and quickly disappeared. In this way the queen's son. sent forward some 15 hunters, keeping around her five men, five women, and our young friends.

Starting point is 01:06:47 I see them, suddenly exclaimed Freddy in an excited whisper. Look, Harry and Topsy, a splendid herd on the port hillside. There, can't you see them? They seem to be moving towards the plains, and I can see some white specks amongst them. I see them, gasped Mary. It was her first sight of a herd of wild horse. and the thrill of excitement which rushed through her made her feel inclined to shout for joy. She wisely, however, restrained herself, for the slightest sound would have spoiled the anticipated sport.

Starting point is 01:07:23 The herd referred to could be plainly distinguished, making its way down the rocky face of a somewhat steep incline, difficult enough to descend, but almost impossible of an ascent on account of the roughness of the ground. Away to the right, a deep river shut out all outlet from the plane on that side, while straight ahead, high cliffs closed in, leaving only a narrow gorge some 50 yards wide through which anything could pass. Suddenly, two mounted figures could be discerned coming through the gorge from the far side. At the sight of them, Annie we nodded her head and ejaculated the words calificura linketraau in effect the two figures were no other than these indians whom the queen had started forward from the hunting party when the troop of wild horses was first distinguished no sooner did they show

Starting point is 01:08:20 themselves than a number of mounted horsemen appeared one after the other along the left-hand ridge which looked down on the plain below almost simultaneously they began to whirl around their heads the coiled lassoes which they held in their right hands. The next moment, a distant shout rang forth, and in less time than it takes to tell, the herd had caught sight of the Indians and were careering madly across the plain in the direction of the river. With a loud yell, the horseman on the ridge charged down the steep slope at an amazing pace, and then Annie Wee, for the first time, raised herself erect in her stirrups. Whirling her lasso round her head, the young queen shouted the order to charge.

Starting point is 01:09:11 Full well, the horses understood the signal, and almost before they knew where they were, our young friends found themselves racing across the plain at the top of their horses' speed. In their first fright, we have seen that the wild horses made straight for the river, but apparently recollecting that there was no outlet thence, they wheeled to the left and bore away for the narrow gorge, motionless as statues, Califakura and Lankatrowa waited them. The Indians who had descended from the ridge made every effort to cut them off, but wait will tell. A mounted horse is no match for an unmounted one,

Starting point is 01:09:52 and although the herd had a circle to perform where the Indians had nothing but straight riding before them, the wild horses won. Heading them was a magnificent black stallion whose long, mane and tail swept grandly in the breeze. But lo, as he was about to enter the gorge, followed pell-mell by the troop behind him, he suddenly halted, gave a loud warning nay, and stamped the ground furiously with his right forefoot. Immediately every one of the baguoles came to a standstill and huddled together behind their leader. On came the Indians upon their racing steeds. The stallion raised his head and looked all around him, but wherever he looked,

Starting point is 01:10:39 he saw danger and beheld the figures of his foes. The gorge was guarded, and behind him a long line of mounted horsemen were bearing rapidly upon the herd. In a moment, the monarch of the plains had made up his mind. There was but one chance of escape, one road to freedom. It was a dangerous attempt, yet there was there no other, for it was now a question of making supreme effort to be free, or surrendering at discretion. The game beast chose the former. With a defiant nay, he wheeled round and trotted towards the steep ridge down which he and his troops had so lately descended, then breaking into a gallop, he charged straight at the left wing of the advancing Indians. No sooner did Annie, we perceive his tactics, then she shouted her orders to close into the left-wing's assistants,

Starting point is 01:11:40 and putting spurs to her horse, made him literally fly along. Then our young friends perceived that the Indians, dropping their lassoes on their saddles, were each twirling abolas round their heads. It was evident that they meant first to entangle their prey and to use the lasso afterwards. Both Harry and Topsie were experts with Ebola's and by no means bad lasso throwers. They therefore singled out their separate victims and bore down upon them. If the whole herd had been as plucky as their leader and had charged as furiously against their attackers as the brave old veteran did, they would probably have broken through the Indians and got away scot-free. But many of them became dazed and frightened by the terrific

Starting point is 01:12:29 yells in which the Oricanians indulged, and breaking away from the others began galloping madly about. In a moment, a score of bolus is whizzed forth, and several horses and mares became hopelessly entangled in their meshes. As they reared and struggled to get free, the lassoes were cast about them and the nooses being drawn tight. The poor animals were entirely overcome. One of these, in falling, uttered a loud scream. It was a beautiful gray mare and must evidently have been a favorite of the black stallion. For the moment he heard her scream, he halted, and wheeling round, charged back to her rescue. The quick eye of Topsie caught sight of him approaching. She had just boled a horse which was struggling on the ground, but her lasso was still free. As the furious animal galloped forward, she whirled it

Starting point is 01:13:29 her head and with a grand cast landed the noose right over his ears. A skillful jerk made it safe round his neck and Topsy, double-notching the other end round the bent stern of her saddle bow, sat firmly awaiting the shock. And it was a shock with a vengeance. As the noose tightened around his massive neck, the lord of the harem reared straight on end and pawed the air furiously, coming to the ground he stood on his four feet and lashed out with his hind ones. Then he threw himself down and rolled over and over in his anger, and finally springing up, dashed off. Mad gallop across the plane, with Topsy holding tight to the lasso following in his wake,

Starting point is 01:14:17 while beside the girl galloped the faithful shag. It must have been an hour later. Several horses had been secured, and Annie, we had dispatched some of the Indians to fetch a troupeglia of tame horses to assist in driving the wild ones in, when Harry startled everyone by exclaiming, I say, where's topsy? But though eyes were strained all round, there was no sign of the missing girl. End of Section 5.

Starting point is 01:15:01 Section 6 of Anniewee, or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. Libervox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit libervox.org. Anyway, or the warrior queen by Florence Dixie. When the stallion started forward on his mad gallop, he pointed once more for the narrow gorge from which he had already been turned by the presence of Calificura and Lancetra. But those Indians no sooner had they seen their fellows come to close quarters with the Bagalus, had galloped forward to take part in the fray and themselves secure, if possible, a prize each, leaving the gorge for the noncy unguarded. With his head thrown back

Starting point is 01:15:49 and his tail furiously lashing his sides, the stallion held on his way. Although Topsie clung to the lasso like grim death and kept it as tight as possible, it seemed to have very little effect in checking the animal's speed. His blood was up and he evidently meant fighting it out to the bitter end. His quick eye had swept the gorge and ascertained that the pass was clear, and for this outlet, therefore, he made a straight as a die. In a few minutes it was reached, entered, and traversed at the same headlong pace, and the hunter and hunted passed out of sight of the circular plain where the Indians and the others were engaged with the bagalis. And now Topsy was able to gauge for the first time the enormity of the task which she had set herself to accomplish. It was perfectly clear that the wild horse

Starting point is 01:16:35 had no intention of giving in, and that his powers of endurance were unlimited. Then, too, the country they had entered was rough and hilly-and-he, and some five or six miles ahead, a dense, impenetrable forest appeared to intervene and to bar all further progress. It would be extremely awkward if the stallion took to the woods at this headlong pace, and nothing she could do could apparently induce him to alter his course in any way. As they galloped along, Topsy had an opportunity of testing the speed and stamina of the horse, which she bestrored. Putting spurs to it, she endeavored to get it to race up close alongside the wild one. When she thought by luck, she might be able to put a bullet from her revolver through the

Starting point is 01:17:15 sensitive part of his crest, and so bring him to the ground and stun him in the same way as she had done to the tuba gallus, which she and Harry had captured at the outset of their wanderings in Patagonia two years before. Her horse was a game one and a good one, and he made a brave effort to obey his rider's wishes. Gradually he created. crept up alongside the angry Bagal, and Topsy, drawing her revolver, took as careful an aim as possible and fired. But the pace at which they were going made it impossible to fire true. The bullet just grazed the stallion's crest, terrifying him more than ever, and infusing into him a new strength and an accelerated speed. Thus they flew along. The thick forest ahead was growing nearer and

Starting point is 01:18:03 nearer, and the position was becoming perilous in the extreme, so perilous indeed that much as she hated doing so, Topsie was perforce obliged to acknowledge herself beaten, and to make up her mind to cast the stallion loose and give up the struggle as hopeless. But when she came to slacken and cast off the lasso, she found that the knot had become so tight in consequence of the enormous strain put upon it that she was utterly unable to free the saddle from the line that now held her horse coupled to the wild one. What was she to do? The pace at which they were going was breakneck, and yet she had but two choices before her. One was to stick to her horse and take her chance of being dashed to pieces as they entered the forest. The other was to throw herself off the animal. This latter alternative

Starting point is 01:18:53 probably meant death, or a multiplicity of broken bones. She chose, the former. Grasping the lasso with both hands, she endeavored by a supreme effort to draw the news so tightly round the stallion's neck as to choke him, but the running loop refused to do its work, and the wild horse went faster than ever. I wonder what poor Shagg thought of it all. He was straining his utmost to keep up with the racing animals by no means an easy task, for Shag was a big, heavy dog, and not bred for racing. However, he did his best, and with his great red tongue lolling out of his mouth, struggled along. They were within 200 yards of the forest, and Topsie had slipped her feet out of the stirrups so as to be free for a spill when a loud nay sounded

Starting point is 01:19:42 ahead. To this the stallion replied briskly, though chokingly, for the heavy strain on his neck was beginning to tell, and he was decidedly short of wind. The next moment a troop of wild horse swept into the open from a nook in the forest, where they had been seeking shelter from the hot sun and stood staring wildly ahead. What they saw probably produced terrifying effects, for with loud knees, screams, and whinnings, they wheeled about and fled precipitately towards the forest, into which they quickly penetrated and became lost to view. Biod up with hope at the sight of his fellows, the stallion put on a tremendous spurt. After this, everything was confused in Topsy's memory. She had a faint recollection of entering the forest, then of hearing a loud crack,

Starting point is 01:20:33 after that a crash and a bang, a whizzing in the brain, and then no more. When her senses returned, her first feeling was that of movement. She seemed to be carried along in someone's arms, but she felt too weak and knocked about to open her eyes, and indeed feeling was all too confused and transitory

Starting point is 01:20:50 to enable her to realize where she was or what had happened. She must have swooned again, and some time elapsed between her first awakening and her second. For when she came to once more, she found herself lying on a soft bed of leaves, beneath a green canopy of interwoven branches, which sheltered her from the hot rays of the sun. Her first impulse was to call Shag, and to put out her hand to feel for him. As she did so, it came in contact with a soft, hairy skin. But Topsie had enough consciousness to, know that what she touched was not the rough Labrador coat of her faithful dog, nor had shag, in response to her call, come near her.

Starting point is 01:21:33 What then could this soft hair be? It was warm and apparently belonged to some living creature. With an effort, Topsy turned her head to look. Then she gave a terrified cry and attempted to spring to her feet, but a strong arm restrained her. arm in which both gentleness and Herculian strength appeared to be blended, for though it resisted and repelled her attempt to rise, its grasp was neither rough nor brutal. What was it that drew from the naturally plucky girl, this cry of terror? What was it whose grasp was strong, yet tender?

Starting point is 01:22:10 A tall hairy man was bending over her, a man or huge ape, or monster baboon. Tupsy could not make out what the apparition was as she scanned it with creeping horror, but it looked to her more like a human being than a monkey. Yet such a curious human being, as Topsy bravely submitting to circumstances took stock of her strange captor, she noticed that his face was hairy all over, and unlike the ape, showed no sign of bare skin anywhere. The hair was a lightish brown, which became darker on the head, where it was slightly longer and somewhat curly. The hair upon the neck and arms like the face was much lighter, as was also that on the chest and back. But what inclined Topsy more than ever to the belief that this strange being was human was the

Starting point is 01:22:57 short, kilt or narrow skirt of skins, which he wore around his loins, and which reached almost to his knees. Just below the knees and sinking deep into the hair of his legs, glittered two golden rings, the same adorning his ankles and arms. Then his aspect was not savage, nor was his head formed after the hideous appearance of the ape, gorilla, or baboon. It was a perfectly human face, one that if it had been white-skinned, would have been called handsome, while the eyes were dark with just a snatch of blue, which showed itself from time to time. But the lips of this extraordinary man were quite black, and there was not a tinge of red of any kind in them. Who are you? Topsie found courage to say when she found that her captor apparently meditated no harm to her.

Starting point is 01:23:46 Speak and tell me who you are. But the hairy man made no reply. Not even a guttural sound escaped him. What was she to do? Where on earth was she? Was it all a dream? Could it possibly be real? Over and over again the girl put these questions anxiously to herself without being able to give to them any intelligible reply. Then gradually the recollection of the wild horse hunt came back to her. Her tussle with the stallion and the mad. gallop across the plain. Where then was Shag? Surely under no circumstances would the faithful dog have left her unless he had been killed, or unless, and here Topsie's heart throbbed with hope. He had returned to fetch her uncles, brothers, cousins, Aniwi, and the other hunters to the rescue. She lay back and closed her eyes and tried to realize this situation. She could not recall

Starting point is 01:24:42 being knocked from her horse, and yet she clearly must have been, and struck senseless. She could feel that her rifle was gone, though the cartridge belt was still slung around her shoulders, and when her hands sought her side, she found that her revolver pouch was empty, though her knife remained in its sheath. Remaining very quiet for a time, she heard the silent creature by her side move gently away, and then surreptitiously unclosing her eyes, she sought to make out his movements. He was standing with his back to her, leaning against a tall tree around which his right arm was thrown,

Starting point is 01:25:21 and in his left hand topsy made out that he held a light bow and a pair of beautifully fashioned arrows, tipped with gold. And in looking she perceived that she was no longer on a plane, but high up on a mountain side, and beneath her was a deep precipitous gorge, and across it ranges of wooded heights, which rose one above the other, until they came in contact with the snowline of the glittering Andes.

Starting point is 01:25:46 I must have been gone. I must have been a long time insensible. And he must have carried me a great distance, moaned poor Topsy to herself, as the horror of her position gradually forced itself upon her. And if her surmise was correct, she reflected with all the more despair that if Shag was alive, he would not be able to trace her. In spite of herself, Topsie groaned.

Starting point is 01:26:12 aloud. In a moment the hairy man had turned and fixed his dark eyes upon her. Topsie could not help observing that they were beautiful eyes, with all the luster and softness of the gazelle. He had evidently no intention of harming her. He was clearly no cannibal. On the contrary, he seemed tenderly solicitous for her safety and comfort. At least it so seemed, for he came over to her side and offered her a large rosy-cheeked apple, which he had apparently, but lately, plucked from a tree which grew near and which was loaded with them. Being terribly thirsty and not a little hungry, the girl gratefully accepted the proffered fruit and pressed it to her hot lips. It was deliciously cool and juicy, and proved exceedingly refreshing. Nevertheless, it did not altogether appease her thirst,

Starting point is 01:27:01 and she looked about her to see if she could detect any evidence of water in any direction. Failing in her eye quest, she felt that she must appeal to her strange companion. Half-closing her hand, she laid it on the ground, and made signs as if she was ladling water to her mouth from an imaginary stream. In a moment, the silent hairy man seemed to understand her, for he bent over her, lifted her in his arms as though she had been a feather, and strode through the forest at a quick, swinging pace. In a short time, the sound of running water struck on topsy's ears, and a few minutes later, they passed into a sort of natural glade, across whose path foamed and tossed a sparkling mountain torrent. At the sight of the water, Topsy struggled to get

Starting point is 01:27:48 free, but again she felt herself held tight by the same Herculean strength, which had restrained her on a former occasion. Her captor evidently feared that she would attempt to escape. Let me go, let me go! cried poor Topsy, struggling vainly in his powerful grasp, and then, as the hopelessness of her position rushed through her mind, she burst into a passionate flood of tears. In an instant, the strange creature let go his hold and stared at her with a piteous, deprecating expression. Then he put up both his hands to his eyes,

Starting point is 01:28:22 as though to shut out from them the picture of her grief. Next he stroked her head and gave vent to the first sound she had heard him utter, a sort of purring noise, like the purring of a big cat. And lastly, he took her by the hand. hand and led her to the water's edge and then let it go. In spite of her misery, Topsie could not resist the tempting sight of the cool stream. She threw herself face downwards and took a long, deep drought. When she rose up, the tears still stood in her eyes, but her sobs were hushed.

Starting point is 01:28:56 This appeared to give the hairy man great pleasure, for he opened his lips and smiled, showing two rows of well-formed, even, and very white teeth, distinctly here. human in appearance. At the same time, a low, soft cry broke forth close at hand, and looking round in the direction once it came, Topsie found herself face to face with two more hairy beings. End of Section 6. Chapter 7 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Librevox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org, read by Melissa Marie, Annie We or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie, Chapter 7. We must return to the hunters in the plain, where we left them looking round in every direction

Starting point is 01:29:53 in search of the vanished Topsy. Most of them had been so intent on their own business that the episode in which Topsy figured had not been noticed by them. Califacura, however, had observed it, and had, moreover, seen the wild horse and his pursuit. her passed through the gorge which he and his companion had but lately quitted. Poor Topsy! I am afraid she has set herself to a task almost beyond her even, exclaimed Sir Francis, when the situation was explained to him. I think, Carrie, my lad, I and you and Freddie will proceed to her assistance, and Mary and Willie can remain with our friends here, but first ask the queen. No sooner did Annie we learn how it was situated with her dear friend,

Starting point is 01:30:39 then she at once singled out three of her most expert horse-catchers and bade them follow her, instructing the remainder to watch the captured horses, seven in all, and return with them to camp as soon as the troupeiglia of tame horses arrived, and then, without further delay, she started off to the assistance of her friend. Mary, Willie, commanded Sir Francis, you will return with the Indians to the camp, and in case we are late explain to your mother the cause of the delay, I expect the stallion will give a good deal of trouble. And before the two children could reply, he had followed in the wake of Annie Wee, accompanied by his son, Freddy, and his nephew Harry. When these three reached the gorge

Starting point is 01:31:24 through which Annie Wee and her hunters had already ridden, they found all but one seated motionless on their horses, scanning the horizon on all sides. Not a sign of either top-sendousel. Shag or the stallion could be seen in any direction, and the situation was mysterious in the extreme. What can have happened to her? Broke from Harry, in a trembling, anxious voice, Oh, Uncle Francis, what can have happened? But of course Sir Francis could say nothing, for he knew as little as any of the rest. Suddenly, however, Lenketrao, whom Annie we had dispatch to the top of a hill on the right to make observations, came galloping back with the information that far away on the verge of the distant forest, he had distinguished a troop of wild horses,

Starting point is 01:32:15 which had suddenly disappeared, and a few seconds afterwards, following in their tracks, he had made out the figures of two other horses and a small black object moving by their side. These latter, he had little doubt, were topsy mounted on. her own horse, the wild horse, and shag. Harry felt inclined to shout for joy, but checked himself on observing Annie Wee's grave face. It is the haunted forest, he heard her exclaim, the home of the Trouco people. Evil is the Gualichu which has lured her there. But Annie Wee burst out the boy excitedly. What do you mean? Surely there is nothing to be afraid of in a big wood. The forest stretches beyond the ken of man, answered the queen. Both my people and the Oricanians believe that,

Starting point is 01:33:09 in its untrodded depths, lies the hidden city of a powerful people, the Ciudad and Cantata, and that amidst those woods dwells a strong hairy race, whom to meet is death. But surely, Annie We, you don't believe this rubbish? Don't you remember all you learned in the Andes once before as to La Ciudadden Cantata? answered Harry impatiently. And as to the hairy men, why they are nothing but big monkeys, that's all. Annie Wee is not a coward, answered the queen gravely. But all her arts will not make the Oricanians enter yon belt of trees. However, let us ride forward and see if we can render assistance to the white Cacique.

Starting point is 01:33:55 She may have given up the struggle on reaching the forest. They galloped forward in silence, Lankatrow leading in the direction whence he had caught sight of the wild horses and the three galloping figures. No one seemed to care to speak, and a foreboding of evil oppressed both Sir Francis and Harry. It was midday, the sun was streaming down upon them in hot fury, and all were more or less oppressed and tortured by thirst. Even the wiry horses suffered acutely. Thus they rode for nearly an hour and at length approached the confines of the forest. As they did so, the Indians drew rain and brought their horses together. It is, as I said, remarked Annie We sadly. The Oricanians will not enter there, and it is plain that the White Cacique has passed that way. See yonder. She continued pointing to something which was lying on the ground. What is that? With a low cry, Harry spurred his horse forward, followed by Sir Francis and Freddie, and more slowly by Annie Wee, the other Indians remaining where they had first drawn rain. Lying on the ground was a saddle from which the girths had been torn away, doubtless by a tremendous shock,

Starting point is 01:35:16 and around the bent hilt of the saddle bow was coiled a lasso, which had been snapped in two between the loop or noose and the casting end. Not far away, lay Topsy's rifle and her revolver with one chamber discharged. That was all. In vain, the boys searched all round. In vain, they and Sir Francis rent the air with a loud cries in the hope of receiving an answer from the missing girl. Only the echoes of their own voices returned to them, mocking, as it were, their futile efforts. What was to be done? To attempt to search the vast forest would be madness. Its impenetrable mazes forbade so hopeless a venture. Ah, God, what was to be done?

Starting point is 01:36:05 Large tears stood in the queen's eyes. She would have braved any superstitious terrors to render assistance to her white friend, but, like Sir Francis, Harry and Freddie, she felt how forlorn was the hope of being able to track Topsy in that dense, dark jungle before her. Suddenly, a rustling and panting sound struck upon their ears. It came nearer and nearer. It brought hope to the sinking hearts of Sir Francis and the two boys who strained their eyes to catch a sight of the animal from which the sounds proceeded. They were successful at last, as out of the forest came bounding the huge, rough form of the noble shag, who, with great red tongue hanging out and covered with foam,

Starting point is 01:36:54 was galloping nose to the ground on the heel of his own tracks. Shag! Shag! shouted Harry, and at the sound of the boy's voice, the Labrador raised his head and cocked his ears. On perceiving Harry and the others, he bounded forward to meet them with a low yelp of delight. As he did so, and as he came full at them, they perceived that two arrows were sticking in his side. Good God, burst from Sir Francis lips. Oh, where is my poor topsy? At once, Shag began to behave in a very strange manner. First of all, he whined piteously, then he put his nose to the ground, and galloping forward towards the forest came to a sudden halt, looked back at the others, and gave two or three sharp, distressed barks, and then a long, melancholy howl. Uncle Francis, he knows where Topsy is. Depend upon it. He does, cried Harry excitedly. I know the dear old dog well. I know he would never leave her unless she sent him, or unless something has happened which he can't remedy, and so has come to look for us. You can trust him. Indeed you can. Let us follow him and find

Starting point is 01:38:14 my darling sister. Harry, you must be calm, my boy, and remember in all difficulties never to lose your head, answered his uncle gravely. To begin with, those arrows must be cut out of Shag's side and the wounds dressed, or he may die, and our last hope of tracking Topsie will be gone. I plainly see that she is a captive in some unknown tribe's hands, and if we are to rescue her, we must proceed with great caution and care. It is a most terrible position, but let us keep our heads clear and put our trust in God. All this time Shag was howling and barking and wagging his tail and doing all he could to attract the others forward. Come here, Shag, called out Sir Francis, and the noble beast at once obeyed. Lie down, Shag, again commanded the baronet, and as the dog stretched himself out on his left side,

Starting point is 01:39:10 Sir Francis bent over him to examine where the arrows had penetrated. One proved to be a mere flesh wound. The arrow having entered the flank, and it was easily extracted, for Sir Francis had practiced in surgery and understood the art well. But the other arrow had gone deeply in towards the last rib, and it took quite a quarter of an hour of careful manipulation before it could be removed. Fortunately, the points were smooth and not barbed, which made the operation less dangerous and difficult than it would have been had they been turned up. Poor Shag lay very patient and still under the surgeon's knife, but his eyes turned restlessly in the direction of the forest, and his honest heart was evidently far away with his lost mistress and beating for her alone.

Starting point is 01:40:02 If he could only have spoken, he might have told them a strange and startling tale. As it was, he could only plead with his honest brown eyes, and hold a conversation with them as far as he was able. From a small case which he always kept slung across his shoulders, Sir Francis took out some lint, a linen bandage, and two or three safety pins. Then he opened a little bottle and poured some of its contents on the lint, which he applied to the most serious of the two wounds, and bounded up with the bandage firmly and securely. Having thus done all he could for the dog, he turned to consult the queen. He found her attentively examining the two arrows, which had been drawn from Shag's side, they were deftly fashioned and deeply tipped with solid gold.

Starting point is 01:40:51 They are undoubtedly the arrows of the Trouco, she observed in a troubled voice. It is the Troucault who fired those, and who has made captive my white friend. But who and what are the Troucault's Annie Wee? inquired Sir Francis eagerly. Are they a tribe that you have seen and which you know? Annie We smiled. seen them? Oh no, she answered quickly, but they live in the traditions of both the Patagonians and Oricanians. A Troucault is a man covered all over with hair, a man of giant strength, and haunted with the medicine which makes him invisible. Well, Annie Wee, Troucault or no Troucault,

Starting point is 01:41:34 I am determined to try and track the white Cacique now that her dog has returned. Will you help me? The young queen regarded him sadly. What can you? can I do? She asked somewhat bitterly. Absolute as my power is, not an Oricanian would obey me if I ordered one or any of them to enter yon forest. But Anniewee is not afraid. If the Casseeks decide on going, she will go with them. However, they must eat and rest first, and prepare for action, for the forest is full of unknown and terrible dangers. Will you then, Annie We, send back for food, and my son shall accompany the Indians to bear the news to the other white caciques, exclaimed Sir Francis eagerly, I will go myself, she replied quietly, and bring back all that I think you will require. When the head works,

Starting point is 01:42:28 the body acts quicker. With these words, Annie we put spurs to her horse, and followed by her Indians, set forward across the plane on her return journey. Freddy, my lad, said Sir Francis, laying his hand upon his son's shoulder. Do you return with the queen and ask the mother to mount and join me, but tell her to strictly enjoin on Willie and Mary to remain where they are. Tell the two youngsters that I trust to them to superintend everything in our absence, and that I shall move heaven and earth to bring back their cousin to them. Of course, you will return with the mother, and meanwhile I and Harry will keep watch here. All right, dear father, answered Freddy, as he promptly mounted his horse. The next moment, he was galloping hard after the retreating figures of Annie Wee and her Indians.

Starting point is 01:43:18 Left to themselves, Uncle and Nephew looked at each other. Poor Harry was in a terrible way. The wading and suspense were hard upon him, and he would have liked to have set off there and then in the tracks of his sister. However, he could not help seeing that his uncle's plan was the most prudent and the most likely to succeed in the end. As for Shag, he was extreme, upset at first, but it gradually dawned on the wise beast that important preparations were in progress for the rescue of his mistress, and no doubt he had every confidence in his powers of tracking her. Searching about the outskirts of the forest, a little stream was found, which proved a great boon to all three, thirst having attacked them in a most acute form. Time passed on slowly.

Starting point is 01:44:07 it seemed as though the others would never arrive, but all things come at last if we only wait for them. It was well on in the afternoon when a cavalcade of horses could be seen threading the distant gorge, which gave outlet from one plane into the other. About an hour later, Freddie, Lady Vane and Anniewee came galloping up. Oh, Francis, was Lady Vane's first words. This is terrible. Poor, poor Topsie. It is God's will, Ruby, answered her husband. Trust in him. I have prayed for our poor darling, and I feel sure my prayer will be answered. In a short time, the Indians rode up, bringing provisions of meat, apples, and Doricarias. It was arranged to snatch a brief rest and start on the search with the break of dawn, which would come early. In spite of the protestations of her tribe,

Starting point is 01:44:59 Anniewee had decided on accompanying the relief party and had left La Guardia Chica in Graviel's care within Achael to rule in her absence. She would have been less easy could she have seen the villainous smile with which the Cacique bade her farewell, but Graviel witnessed it. End of Chapter 7 Chapter 8 of Annie We or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libre Vox recording. Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Melissa Marie. Annie We Or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie, Chapter 8.

Starting point is 01:45:52 Gray Dawn was just beginning to shed its uncertain light over the long chain of the white-robed Andes. When Harry, whose sleep had been nothing but a disturbed and fitful doze, sprang up, he at once turned his attention to lighting a fire and getting some water to boil for the purpose of making mathe, and then he looked to see if any of the others were awake. The Indians still slept, with the exception of Anniewee, who rose up and joined the lad, and then one by one, Sir Francis, Lady Vane, and Freddie came over to the fire. While Anniewee made and mixed the mathe, plans were laid for the guidance of the relief party. The queen was quite resolved on accompanying them in spite of her superiors, superstitions, which showed that the true spark of courage, which had always been a characteristic of

Starting point is 01:46:41 Annie Wee, still gleamed in her heart. It was decided that each person should carry his or her cartridge belt, well stocked with ammunition, and a supply of matte, matches, and meat were also to be taken. The latter consisted of long, hard strips which had been dried in the sun, and which were therefore not heavy to carry. As a matter of duty, though no one was hungry. Every one of the party about to set forth made a hearty and full meal, and Shag's comforts were seen to and provided for. Poor Shag, his side was very stiff and no doubt as painful in proportion, but the honest fellow would give no thought to his own sufferings, his thoughts being still with his mistress. When therefore the time arrived for setting out,

Starting point is 01:47:31 he was all there. Now, Shag, lead on. Dear old Shag, Find topsy, exclaimed Harry eagerly, and the sagacious animal with a hark of delight sprung forward, nose to the ground. Let any of my young readers who are inclined to bully a dog, or whose hearts are not warm towards the noblest friend of man, recall shag to their minds when they feel thus. Let them imagine the position of utter helplessness, which Sir Francis and the rest of his little search party would have been in on the verge of a dense, unknown, untrodden forest, if it had not been for the sagacious assistance and keen, unerring knowledge of the Labrador. All depended on him. Topsie's fate was practically in his, I can't say hands, pause, and thus it was that the Indians who by this time were up and stirring, beheld their best,

Starting point is 01:48:31 beloved young queen enter the dreaded and troutco-haunted forest from which they hardly dared to hope to see her return alive. But Annie We had no fear, and her heart was at rest in regard to her child. Was not La Guardia Chica in the care of Graviel, and had not her faithful Oricanian sworn to protect and guard the baby queen in her absence? Without the slightest hesitation, Shag piloted the party through a narrow clearing in the forest, and then entered a wild horse path which led through it, and which must have been often used, judging by the manner in which the soil had been trampled into a hard, opaque cake. This made traveling easy work at first, and our friends, proceeding an Indian file, covered a good distance in the first hour of their march. At starting,

Starting point is 01:49:24 the forest had been on a level with the plane, but the direction in which Shagg led the party, gradually bore away into hilly slopes, still thickly covered in with trees. Natural clearings in the forest would, however, from time to time occur, and these clearings were generally covered with a long, luxuriant grass and stumpy bushes, and in nearly every case had a mountain torrent dashing down their sides. All of a sudden, the Labrador came to a halt, and planting his four feet firmly on the ground, raised his head and sniffed. the air. Then he looked back at Harry, who was just behind him and wagged his tail.

Starting point is 01:50:05 Steady Shag, whispered the young midshipman, hastening forward and laying his hand on the noble dog's massive head. What is it, old boy? Again, Shag wagged his tail and sniffed the air, but did not move. Turning round to those behind, Harry laid his finger on his lips and made a sign of caution, at the same time whispering to Shag to downcharge, which, the dog obeyed at once. Then the lad stole forward noiselessly and carefully to see if he could make out anything ahead. They were close to another of the natural clearings just described, and it was towards this that Harry directed his footsteps. Keeping well out of sight behind the trees, he gradually made his way to within sight of the opening. Then he drew back and crouched down.

Starting point is 01:50:55 for there in the clearing grazed a large troop of horses, and in their midst was not only the stallion which Topsie had striven to capture, with the noose and snapped a lasso still around its neck, but Topsie's horse itself, saddleless, yet still bridled. But though he searched with his eyes in every direction, Harry could make out no sign of his darling twin sister, and the feeling of hope which had set his heart beating quickly died. stifled in his breast. He stole back noiselessly to the others and reported what he had seen when it was decided to proceed forward at once. No sooner did the party emerge from the thick trees than the stallion sprang to attention. Then he wheeled around, got between the troop and the newcomers,

Starting point is 01:51:46 and with bent head and nose outstretched, and uttering shrill screams, drove them in front of him, pal-mell down the steep slope, the thunder of their hooves echoing far and wide as they fled from the danger from which he had protected them. And now, for the first time Shag appeared at fault. He ran hither and thither, sniffing the ground, and vainly endeavoring to pick up the scent which he had apparently been following with such ease before. Twenty times or more he returned to the wild horse track, took up the scent right enough, and brought the trail to within

Starting point is 01:52:24 thirty feet or so of the clearing, but there he always stopped, completely at fault, and unable to proceed further. At length, with a piteous expression in his honest brown eyes, he raised his head and gave a long, melancholy howl. Harry, you know Shag better than anyone else, except poor Topsie. Do you think he has led us right so far? inquired Lady Vane in an anxious voice. Sure of it, Aunt Ruthie. Ruby, I would stake my life that the dear old fellow is right so far, answered the boy. What do you think, uncle? Perhaps the captors of our poor Topsie have followed this stream downwards purposely to

Starting point is 01:53:06 throw anyone following off the scent. I think I will just give Shag a cast along its edges and see if there is anything in my idea. Suiting his action to his words, Harry made Shag follow the left bank of the mountain Torrent Bed, which, coming from the forest, ran straight down the clearing in the direction of the valley below. The sun had already risen, but its rays had not yet penetrated the do-be-sprinkled ground, and scent was therefore necessarily hard to pick up. But Shag, with almost human intelligence, worked carefully along, painstaking, and minute in his canine observations. He was rewarded. Harry suddenly noticed that he pressed his nose tighter against the ground and began snorting and sniffing loudly.

Starting point is 01:53:54 Next, the dog's tail moved gently. Then fast. Next, faster. Finally, he sprang forward, giving tongue across the clearing and into the forest on the opposite side. At once, Harry turned and waved his cap. Thank God the trail had been hit once more. With a cheer, Freddy came rushing down the slope, to meet him, followed more soberly by Sir Francis, Lady Vane, and Annie Wee. But it was no longer such plain sailing as it had been up until then. Shag was making his way slowly along a rough and rocky line indeed. Every now and then the undergrowth of the forest became almost impassable, and recourse had to be had to the party's short axes to clear away. Yet every now and then the trackers would notice that the brushwood was beaten down and trampled upon,

Starting point is 01:54:47 as though someone had already passed that way. As may be imagined, progress through such a line of march was but slow, and rendered exceedingly wearisome and difficult, yet all plotted bravely on and worked their hardest to secure an appreciable advance. They had certainly been four or more hours at their laborious work when they came on a muddy and boggy patch of ground where Sir Francis decided to call a short halt, and spend half an hour in regaining breath and snatching a brief repose. Shag was called in to heal and bid in to downcharge, an order which he obeyed with the greatest

Starting point is 01:55:28 reluctance, and indeed evinced a considerable amount of eagerness and impatience. What is this? exclaimed Freddy excitedly. He had knelt down to drink at a pool in the bog when his eyes were attracted by the sight of a number of human footprints all around the edge of of the water, apparently much of the same size. In a moment, everyone was by his side, and on seeing the cause of his exclamation, every eye was turned on Annie Wee. The young queen examined the footprints for several minutes without speaking. Then she looked up and said gravely, Annie Wee was right.

Starting point is 01:56:10 The feet that made those marks are the feet of a trouto. The white Cacique has undoubtedly been carried off by one. one of them. By a baboon? exclaimed Harry aghast. Oh, Anniewee, what a terrible idea. Uncle Francis, it must be one of those awful demons of the Andes, which I told you had slain Miriam Vane and James Outram long ago, and which our old uncle told us about at the great gold mine of ore. The trowcos are not monkeys, continued Annie We in the same grave voice. They are real people covered all over with hair. They dwell in these forests, preying on the wild cattle, horses, and other animals, and have even been known to steal the tame cattle of the Oricanians. But they are not

Starting point is 01:56:57 the people that dwell in the Ciudad in Cantata. These last are the Los Cesarais, who are a white people, but whether they wore with the traucos or are at peace with them, Anniewee knows not. Annie Wee has spoken. Then you think this is the footstep of a trowcow, Annie Wee? Are you sure you are not mistaken? inquired Sir Francis Fane anxiously. It was terrible to think of Topsy in the power of these wild men of the woods, which could only present themselves to his mind as apes of a large size,

Starting point is 01:57:30 possibly the terrible demons of which Harry spoke, and with which those of my readers who have read, the young castaways, will be already acquainted. Before Anniewee could reply, a loud roar sounded across the valley. Crashing rocks and booming as of a hundred cannon filled the still air with mysterious noises, and high above the turmoil rung out as it apparently seemed the clear notes of a bell. An expression of awe filled the dark eyes of the warrior queen, and she averted them from the direction once the sounds came.

Starting point is 01:58:08 even Sir Francis, Lady Vane, Harry, and Fred, Freddie, stood dumb and struck with wonder. What in God's name is that? exclaimed the baronet as he passed his hand across his forehead, upon which sweat stood in large beads. Have I not told the caciques? answered Annie Wee in a low voice. The seigneurs laugh. They call those sounds the thunder of falling snow. But if they will know the truth, it is the Cisada. people and their enchantments. Our friends may be excused for feeling a little uncomfortable. These strange sounds, and above all, the melancholy notes of the distant bell, had decidedly impressed them. Annie We's superstitious explanations did not tend to make matters any better, and then the vague, uncertain feeling pervading everyone as to Topsie's fate accentuated the uncomfortable experiences of this handful of white beings, struggling for,

Starting point is 01:59:08 through a densely wooded, unexplored region. Let us start on again, exclaimed Sir Francis. Judging rightly, that action was the best cure for low spirits which seemed to pervade everyone, and in obedience to Harry's order, shag sprang forward once more. Now he led them down the slope of the forest towards the valley beneath and kept straight on his way until he had reached it. Then he struck across the valley and crossed the shallow river which ran ran through it and began to breast the hillside opposite to the one he had just descended.

Starting point is 01:59:44 On this side the trees were wider apart and there was little undergrowth while the grass was soft and mossy, high above them toward the snowy Andes piercing the sky with their glittering peaks. It was hard going and Shag moved too quickly, so much so that Harry was forced to put a leash upon him. They had been toiling upwards for over half an hour when the dog's halted as abruptly as before, sniffed the air again, and then, with a low whine, endeavored to spring forward. Everyone hurried on, but in another moment all halted, as though turned to stone. In a large circular clearing stood three roughly built huts, covered over with great green boughs, and lying under one of these, apparently asleep, was topsy. She was not 50 yards away from where

Starting point is 02:00:38 the relief party stood. Her face was very pale, and her eyes looked red and swollen, as though she had been weeping. Harry was the first to recover from the surprise which the sudden apparition of his sister had taken possession of all. Topsie! Dear old Topsie! He cried. She could not have been asleep, for in a moment her eyes unclosed and she sprang to her feet. The next instant, she was rushing to meet them. As she did so, however, three or four tall, dark hairy figures rushed forth from the huts and all made for the forest except one. This one, bigger than the rest, strode after the running girl. In a moment he had snatched her in his arms and before anyone could unsling their rifles had dashed away into the forest. And as he disappeared, a despairing voice,

Starting point is 02:01:33 the voice of Topsy was heard piteously calling for help. End of Chapter 8. Chapter 9 of Annie Wee, or The Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visitlibrovox.org. Aniwi or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie.

Starting point is 02:02:14 Our last glimpse of poor Topsy previous to the episode related in the chapter just terminated was when she and her hairy companion had been suddenly joined by two other hairy beings. Though her first feeling had been one of horror at seeing them, her second had been one of relief. After all, it was better to be in the company of three beings, however strange, than in that of one. And in spite of the miserable position in which she was situated, the girl eyed the new arrivals with curiosity. One of them was nearly as tall her companion, but a slighter and more delicate build, while the other was quite a wee creature, not anything like so big as Topsy herself. This latter at once concluded that the three apes,

Starting point is 02:02:59 baboons, or wild human beings, whatever they were, must be husband, wife, and child, as in reality they were. Though the wife took good stock of Topsy, she did not appear to be overwhelmed by any great surprise at seeing her. But the joy of the child was excessive. A little female one, she danced round topsy uttering strange cries of delight, sounds in which reigned a mixture of laughter and a peculiar cooing noise, something between the purring of a cat and the cooing of a dove. Both she and her mother possessed beautiful eyes, large and languishing, like those of a Guanaco or gazelle, and with the same gentle look in them as had the fathers. For a short time, the wild young lady of the

Starting point is 02:03:50 forest did not venture too near to the strange being whom her father had brought captive to his stronghold. But gradually taking heart, she approached nearer and nearer to Topsy, at length venturing to touch her sleeve. Then she sprang back, frightened no doubt, at her own temerity, and still overcome with awe and wonder at the figure before her. But taking courage again, she soon approached once more intent on a farther examination. As there was nothing repulsive in the little creature, and as Topsy judged it to be good policy to appear friendly, she tried to smile through her tears and held out her hand to the curious child.

Starting point is 02:04:33 This latter appeared to appreciate and understand Topsy's attitude, for with a low cry she sprang forward, seized the proffered hand, and began to kiss it gently, purring and cooing loudly all the time. Next she stroked it, as also the arm belonging to it, and finally ventured to touch Topsy's face. After this, she was altogether friendly, and every fear became quickly dispelled. Pleased no doubt by the conciliatory attitude of the girl, The mother advanced and stroked her face and hands, examined the texture of her clothes, and appeared full of wonder at the cartridge belt. But the man remained silent and motionless in his apparently favorite attitude,

Starting point is 02:05:21 with his arm round a tree and his large dark eyes fixed upon his captive, whom he had evidently no intention of losing sight of. One thing appeared certain to Topsy, and that was that the beast, Amongst whom she found herself intended her no harm. She felt perfectly sure that if poor Shag was alive, he would come to her rescue, and she tried to believe that he had gone back in search of Harry and the others. But then again, she had not the slightest notion where she was. She had no doubt been insensible a long time, for the sun was high in the heavens when she dashed into the forest in her forced pursuit of the wild horse, and now it was well along on its daily course.

Starting point is 02:06:09 If she had hoped that their journey was at an end for the day, her hope was quickly dispelled for the hairy captor suddenly advanced towards her, lifted her in his arms again, and began striding through the dense forest. As he held her in a sort of upright position, she was able to look back over his shoulder, and she then perceived that the other big creature was following close behind, with the child in her arms, carrying it in the same way as the hairy man carried his burden. The going was rough, the undergrowth of the forest thick and resisting. It was astonishing, however, to see the way in which these powerful wild beings of the forest trampled every obstacle down with their broad, flat feet. At length, Topsy felt that they were beginning to descend to the

Starting point is 02:06:58 plane below, a glimpse of which she had lately caught sight of while crossing one of the natural clearings, which have been already referred to as occasionally occurring. On reaching the plane, Topsy's captor halted and set her on her feet. Then he took her very gently by the hand, and led her by his side, endeavoring to accommodate his giant strides to her shorter and more civilized ones. Released from her mother's arms, the little wild child ran joyfully on ahead laughing and clapping her hands, purring and cooing, but never uttering a word. And it was plain to Topsy that if these hairy beings were human, they could not speak. That was quite certain.

Starting point is 02:07:45 Suddenly the wee creature came to a full stop, stared across the valley plain, and then dropping on all fours, came wriggling back to her father. Both the latter and the mother, on seeing their child in this position, dropped into the same out of and Topsy, judging it best to copy them, went down too. Then she cast her eyes forward to see what it was that had thus attracted their attention. Filing out of the forest on the opposite hillside and feeding head to wind as they came, Topsy made out a herd of some twenty deer, and as the setting sun cast its light upon them, their rich red coats gleamed like burnished gold.

Starting point is 02:08:27 What followed filled her with astonishment and amazement, and more than ever confirmed her in her suspicions as to the humane genus of her captors. The hairy man, who had never relaxed his grasp of her, now held out her hand to the female, who wriggling forward received it from him, and thus Topsie found herself made over to the care of the hairy woman. But the husband seemed suddenly to change his mind in this respect, and once more taking her hand in his, he handed over to his wife the bow and arrows which Topsy had noticed him carrying that morning, in which he had never relaxed his hold of throughout the march. No sooner had this strange

Starting point is 02:09:08 species of woman received the weapons of destruction, then she began to creep forward on her hands and knees in the direction of the feeding deer, every now and then, bending her face to the ground, as if she too was browsing and looking for all the world like some four-footed animal busy with its evening meal. In this manner, she managed to come quite close to the herd without frightening the members thereof. When suddenly pausing in her four-legged perambulations, she fitted an arrow to her bow, and rising to her full height, sent the shaft winging with true and deadly precision at a fine monarch of the glen that was standing a little distance apart from the other deer. Bounding forward about twenty paces, the noble animal reared straight on end and fell back with

Starting point is 02:09:52 a crash. There was a slight struggle, and then all was still. At the same time, the members of the herd, wheeling round in a semicircle, gazed first affrightedly upon their dead leader, and the next moment fled precipitably towards the forest, which they had but lately quitted. No sooner had the hairy woman drawn her bow, then her husband jumped up from his crouching attitude, and still holding topsy with one hand, caught hold of that of his child, and began hurrying across the plane to where the dead deer lay. Already the hairy woman was by its side, abstracting from its heart the golden pointed arrow which had wrought its death. Topsie was amazed at the dexterity with which the bow had been handled and the arrow aimed. Truly the skill of these wild denizens of the Andes was marvelous,

Starting point is 02:10:41 but she was still full of curiosity to learn how they would skin and cut up the deer, having perceived no knife of any description about them. But she quickly learned that such a Implements were not lacking amongst the possessions of her captors, diving their hands into a slit in front of the fur-kilt or short skirt which each wore, both man and woman produced knives, the blades of which were made of pure gold and set strongly in thick wooden handles, black as ivory. With these they proceeded to skillfully skin and cut up the deer, reserving only the choices portions for consumption, and leaving the remainder for the condors to feast upon. numbers of which were already beginning to hover like specks far up in the sky. But the deer's skin was carefully preserved, rolled up, and tied round with a thin strip of hide, cut from around the neck, doubtless to serve as clothing on some future occasion. At this juncture, the sound of a distant bell, apparently tolling far up the mountainside,

Starting point is 02:11:47 came floating into the valley beneath, striking topsy dumb with astonishment. But her surprise increased when the three hairy beings threw themselves flat on the ground and bowed their faces in the long grass with both hands flat, outstretched, and held just above the back of their heads. What could they be doing? And what on earth were the mysterious sounds which had, as it were, so suddenly bound them by its spell, and prostrated them in this attitude of humble obeisance and apparent, Adoration. As abruptly as they had begun, the bell sound ceased, and then the hairy beings arose from the ground, and went on as unconcernedly as before with their work. The meat was divided into three bundles, the two heaviest being set aside as the portions for the grown-up beings, while a lighter consignment was awarded to the child as its fair share in the labor.

Starting point is 02:12:46 Topsy, wishing to gain the confidence of her hairy companions, at once stooped down and selected some of the meat from each of the bundles, making signs to the man that she would undertake the porterage thereof herself. A diplomatic act assuredly, for it evidently ingratiated her in the good opinion of Madame Harry being, who smiled and showed her white teeth and cooed approvingly. Then a start was made, and for the first time since her capture, Topsy was allowed liberty to walk alone without being held by the hand. They entered the forest not far from the spot where the herd of deer had first filed out into the valley plain, and then the ascent of the hillside was begun. After about half an hour's climb, they emerged into a natural clearing, and thereon Topsy perceived several huts made of poles and green boughs standing.

Starting point is 02:13:42 Uttering a shrill whistle, the hairy man threw down his meat burden, an act in which he was imitated by his wife and child, and Topsy was not slow to follow their example, for she was not a little blown after the climb. At the same time, several beings emerged from the huts, three of which, Harry like her captors, came running to meet them grinning and laughing and clapping their hands.

Starting point is 02:14:08 But it was not upon these creatures that Topsy's eyes were fixed, nor were they the cause of their dilated surprise. She was staring at two other figures, tall, copper-colored ones, not hairy like the others, but perfectly human in appearance who had come out of the huts and were standing side by side watching the arrival of Topsy and her companions. For a few seconds, the girl stood as one turned to stone. Then she recovered from her surprise. With a low cry, she sprung forward, and in another moment her hands were grasping those of Pinonia

Starting point is 02:14:46 in Quastral, the former, the husband of Aniwi, whom the warrior queen accounted dead, and the latter his father, the great Quastral, Lord of the Arroquinians, both of whom Inaecal had sworn to seeing lifeless in the hands of the Christianos. Topsie could not be mistaken. Her intimate acquaintance with both, a circumstance with which readers of the young castaways will be acquainted, ensured a certain recognition. Pinone, she cried. How came you here? Anyway, thinks you and Quastral dead.

Starting point is 02:15:26 Did not Anakayal, Quinta Hal's son swear it? Anyway, is she well? Burst from the Cacchiche's lips. But even as he spoke, Topsie's captor was by her side, and seizing her hand, drew her hastily away from the two. Araquanian chiefs. The girl knew it was useless to resist, and with great presence of mind appeared to obey willingly, stroking the hairy being's hand with her free one, and testifying by every means in her power, her friendliness, and goodwill. And so well did she act her part

Starting point is 02:16:03 that she managed to allay his suspicions, so that after a few minutes he released her, and allowed her to wander about, keeping, however, a good watch upon her movements, gradually and by degrees Topsy worked her way back to the two Araquanians. These, divining the object of her maneuvers, had thrown themselves on the ground and were apparently paying

Starting point is 02:16:25 no attention to her whatever. But the girl knew better, and when at length she sat herself down beside them, she inquired quickly. Who are these people, Pinoni? Are they men or beasts? They are men, answered the Cachiche.

Starting point is 02:16:42 They are the Truaco people. End of chapter 9. Chapter 10 of Annie We or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Melissa Marie, Annie We or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 10

Starting point is 02:17:12 The Trouco people exclaimed Hobsy into whose mind those words in confused a flood of meaning. During her wanderings in Patagonia, she had often heard the Indians speak with awe of these wild beings, in whose existence they implicitly believed. But both she and Harry had always laughed at the idea, and declared that the Troucault must be a species of large ape, and this belief had more than ever been confirmed in their minds by the descriptions given to them by their old hermit uncle of those demons of the Andes, who had guarded the great gold mine of ore. But between the demons and these hairy people, a wide gulf of difference yawned, and for the first time, Topsie found the word Troucault, impressed upon her as the name of a reality

Starting point is 02:17:58 of the human species instead of a mythical ape. But Pignon, how did you get here? She again inquired in a low voice. Annie we and the Oricanians think you dead. After the raid made by you and Quastral on the Christianos, and Akayal returned, saying he had but seen your dead bodies. "'Sone of a serpent!' hissed the young Indian between his teeth, and they have elected him Cacique in Quastral's place. Not so, Pinyon, answered Topsie quickly. The Oricanians have made your little daughter, La Guardia Chica, queen, and Aniwi reigns as Queen Regent. They call her the warrior queen, and there is hardly an Oricanian who would not die for her, and for for the child of Pignon, whose name as well as his fathers, is still sung and remembered by them.

Starting point is 02:18:49 But how did you in Custral get here? It is a story which will occupy some time in telling, replied the young Cacique, but first, tell me how you have had the ill luck to become a Troucault prisoner. Well, Pinyon, it is just this. I and my brother, whom you remember, as well as the tallest of the three Caciques who found us in Patagonia, together with his wife and three children, formed a party to visit Aniwi. In due course, we arrived at Las Manzanas, where she welcomed us at the head of 300 warriors. But even while she was in the act of receiving us, the camp was attacked by a body of Christianos, who endeavored to carry off the baby Cacique. The child was, however, saved by Graviel, and defended by the few men and women left in time.

Starting point is 02:19:39 camp till the queen came to the rescue. A fierce fight ensued. Many of the Christianos were killed, and the remainder put to flight. Annie We fought as befitted a warrior queen. This morning, at an early hour, we struck Tildareas and marched inland to a beautiful camping ground, which Annie We said she loved best, because it had been your favorite resting spot. A troupeglia of Baguoles, having been reported, we set forth to try and capture some. During the confusion of a general melee, I managed to lasso the leader of the troop, who gave me a terrible long gallop, and at length entered a big forest which bounded the plain across which we had raced. I must have been knocked from my horse and stunned, for I remember no more until I came to and found myself in the power of a trowco. Since then we have travelled far, and here I am as you perceive Pinyon, but I do not despair, for my dog's shag is missing.

Starting point is 02:20:39 and I firmly believe that he has gone for help and will pilot my brother and the others to the rescue. Pignon smiled bitterly. You do not know the Trouco people, he replied. They have caves and inaccessible retreats far and near. An attempt made to rescue you would simply result in your being carried off and confined in one of these caves, where no mortal power could reach you. No, escape is the only hope. If we can steal away in the dark and secrete ourselves, we might manage to obtain our freedom.

Starting point is 02:21:13 And it is strange that both Quastral and myself had made up our minds to attempt flight this very night, and lo, you come upon us. What, Pignon, you are going to try and escape from these people in a strange country without arms and without a knowledge of your whereabouts? inquired the girl anxiously. Surely you will fail, be tracked, and again taken prisoners. Have you tried it before? If so, being still here, you must have learnt the hopelessness of the attempt. We tried to escape once and once only, and we were recaptured and taken far from the spot, answered the young chief. I will tell all to you if you like to hear the story. The sun is not yet set, and the feeding

Starting point is 02:21:58 hour is still sometime distant. Would the signorita like to hear? Yes, Pignon, indeed I would, exclaimed Topsie eagerly, speak quickly and tell me all. Many sons have come and gone, began the Oricanian, since my father, Quastral, accompanied by myself and 500 warriors, set out for the frontier, across which the Christianos dwell. As you know well, we were at war with them because they wished to steal not only the Indians' land, but the Indian himself. We swept the frontier in a succession of raids, and, loaded with booty, had encamped on the Patagonian territory, secure as we thought from reprisal or surprise. Yet treachery lurked around us. News was brought to me that not far away a small

Starting point is 02:22:49 party of Christianos were dogging and watching our movements. Both Quastral and myself thought well to fall upon them and drive them from our path. And a Kayal, who had brought the information, offered to act as spy, and he was entrusted. with the task of watching and reporting. One day, he came riding into camp with the information that the Christianos had retired across the frontier and were engaged in drinking and gaming in the Bahia settlement, which consists of a few huts erected amidst a dark wood. We had once arranged to surprise them, and for that purpose selected sixty of our most skilled warriors amongst whom was in a kai'al. To be brief, we fell upon them as we believed unawares.

Starting point is 02:23:35 but at once perceived that we had been caught in a trap, for we were surrounded by some four or five hundred Christianos who lay concealed in the woods, and the greater number of our brave warriors were slain. Quastrol and myself were overwhelmed and taken prisoners. We were carried away to the settlements where we were kept closely confined. At the expiration of four or five days we were blindfolded had our hands tied behind us and were placed on horses being securely guarded. all the time. We journeyed for several days in this manner, arriving at last on the outskirts of a great forest, where, still blindfolded, we were removed from our horses and securely lashed to some trees. For several hours we remained thus, helpless and confined, when suddenly we felt ourselves

Starting point is 02:24:26 being released, and the handkerchiefs removed from our eyes. Terrible was our anguish when we found ourselves surrounded by five or six tall, hairy men, who, having released us, took us by the hands and compelled us to accompany them. These men were Troukos, and with them and others of their tribe we have dwelt and wandered through many a long and weary day amidst the haunted mountains and gloomy woods, sighing for the bright plains and lovely valleys where the Oricanian dwells in plenty and happiness. Once only, we attempted escape, but were recaptured, conveyed up a dark, flowing river, and confined for many days in a dreary cavern. But hissed, close your eyes and feigned sleep, for the trowco is approaching with suspicion in his eyes. Quick as lightning, Topsie did as she

Starting point is 02:25:18 was bid, and the trowco, on coming to her side, found her to all appearance, asleep. Pignon made pretense to be lazily, peeling some bark off a small branch which he held in his hand, and Quastrol, to all intents, like Topsie, was indulging in a peaceful doze. Satisfied with his inspection, the Troucault withdrew, and Topsie and the old chief were free to reopen their eyes. They judged it, however, prudent to preserve the same attitudes for fear of another inspection. And now, continued Pignon, will not the White Cacique join us in our flight this night? It is a range that we steal forth silently when all are asleep, make our way across the valley and into the forest opposite, traveling as far as we can till light dawns, and then secreting ourselves

Starting point is 02:26:06 as best we may till the return of night. There is a chance of escape. From what you tell me, we are no more than two days march from the land of Kwashtral, and such an opportunity may never present itself again. Pignon has spoken. But how can I join you? inquired Topsie, Anxia. I should probably be confined in a different hut to you. No, answered Quastral, who here interposed. The Troucault never mixes with his captives, and as there are only four huts, you will assuredly be placed in the one which I and my son occupy. Say, O white Cacique, will you join us in our attempt to regain the freedom that we crave?

Starting point is 02:26:49 I will, answered Topsy, screwing up her courage to make the desperate attempt. It is well, replied the Cacique laconically. Midnight will be the hour. A whistle at this juncture sounded and the two Oricanians at once arose and walked over to where the trowcos were seated, receiving from one of them several apples or Acaria's pinions and strips of dried meat, with which they retired to their hut. At the same time, Topsie's captor came over to where she lay with her portion in his hands, and after handing it to her, laid his hands to her, laid his hands to her.

Starting point is 02:27:24 gently on her arm and drew her towards the hut occupied by Quastral. With a feeling of relief, the girl obeyed his unmistakable sign to enter it, and her relief was shared by her companions in misfortune. They made a hearty meal, not knowing when they might taste food again, and then all three lay down, apparently to rest. Really tired and worn out, Topsie soon fell asleep, no sham about it on this occasion, and when about an hour later the Troucault made his last rounds of inspection, he found her buried in a profound slumber, with Quastral and Pignon apparently fast asleep beside her, uttering a low purr of content,

Starting point is 02:28:08 the Trouca withdrew and entered his own dwelling. It must have been midnight when Topsie was awakened by a hand being laid across her mouth, so startled was she that she would have cried out, only the hand prevented her from doing so. Suddenly, recollection came to her aid, and she then remembered the desperate enterprise upon which she and her companions were bent. Follow me, whispered Pignon as soon as he perceived that she was quite awake, and one by one the three captives stole forth into the cold midnight air. As noiselessly as possible, they traversed the open space in which the huts were situated, and entered the forest at the same place from which Topsie had first despied them.

Starting point is 02:28:53 Thence, they rapidly descended towards the plain. How the girl's heart beat! She could hear it sounding like a hammer in her ears and a cold sweat broke out all over her as a nightjar shrieked forth its warning, gruesome note. The Indians looked startled, for the nightjar was regarded by their tribe as an ill-omened bird whose note predicted evil

Starting point is 02:29:15 and whose presence was the herald of misfortune. Still, they kept on their path, and after a time reached the valley for which they had been making. They crossed it at as rapid a rate as the darkness permitted, and in about half an hour reached the opposite forest. But here their worst difficulties began. It was pitch dark, and the undergrowth was so thick that to make headway was almost impossible. Topsie at once perceived that there was not the slightest hope of her finding the tracks, which the two Troucos had made that. morning, and that all they could do was to work their way forward as rapidly as the dense undergrowth permitted. But even as they struggled along, the blood froze in her veins as a loud, trumpeting sound came floating over the valley in the still night air. It is the Trouco, gasped Quastral in a despairing

Starting point is 02:30:07 voice. They have discovered our flight and are in pursuit. We must separate and seek shelter in the densest brushwood possible and lie as quiet as the dead, with movement and without sound. Child of my heart, may the great spirit hide thee and guide thee back to Anui. These last words were addressed exclusively by the chief to his son. For a moment, the two held each other's hands, and then they parted, each fugitive taking a different direction. The trumpeting noise, evidently one of anger, was getting nearer, and Topsy, having struggled forward a short distance, crept beneath the thick underwood in the faint hope that the darkness would screen her from observation. Vane indeed. She had been hardly a quarter of an hour in her nook of refuge when she heard strong

Starting point is 02:31:00 breathing not far off. It came nearer and nearer. The crashing of a heavy tread sounded beside her, and a minute later she was in the grasp of her pursuer, the same Troucault who had made her captive the day before. John was breaking in the heavens when he bore her back to her prison on the forest slope beneath the Andes Heights. Almost heartbroken, Topsie threw herself down outside her hut and gave way to a passionate burst of weeping. She must have sobbed herself to sleep, for when she awoke, the sun was scorching down upon her, and the trowcos were dozing under the shade of their huts. Several were absent, however, and looking all around, she could make out no sign of Quastral or Pignon.

Starting point is 02:31:49 Could it be that they had escaped? She must have dozed again, when she was suddenly awakened by the sound of a familiar voice. There could be no mistaking it. A flood of joy rushed over her. For a moment a vision of glory gladdened her eyes. On the edge of the forest, she could see her brother, her uncle and aunt, her cousin Freddie, Anniewee and Shag. In an instant she had sprung to her feet and raced to meet them. But even as she sped along, she heard the swift tread of the Trouca beside her. She felt herself once more seized and lifted

Starting point is 02:32:27 from the ground, and helpless in his powerful grasp, she felt herself born away from the freedom which she had all but grasped once more. End of Chapter 10 Chapter 11 of Annie We or the Warrior Queen This is a Librevox recording All Libravox recordings are in the public domain For more information or to volunteer Please visit Libravox.org

Starting point is 02:33:00 Read by Melissa Marie Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie Chapter 11 We must return to the Indian camp where Lady Vane and Freddie had left Mary and Willie when starting to join Sir Francis and Harry on the borders of the forest. As maybe imagined, the two younger children were not over-pleased at being left behind. They were, to begin with, very unhappy about their cousin, and longed to take part in the search for her, and the suspense which they suffered and which they felt they would continue to suffer was very great.

Starting point is 02:33:35 However, as Lady Vane pointed out to them, someone must remain in camp to look after the things, and this, giving our young friends somewhat of an air of importance, they resign themselves to the position, wisely resolving to make the best of it and do their duty under the circumstances. They had made friends with Blanchard and Graviel, both of whom could speak Spanish, and this latter had returned to the head toldo on receiving from Aniwi the guardianship of the baby Cacique, in a kiel, as we have already seen, being placed in command during the Queen Regent's absence. But Aniwi had hardly departed when a war messenger rode into camp to announce that hostilities had broken out some 20 miles north and that he had

Starting point is 02:34:23 been sent to implore immediate help. In the natural course of events, if Aniwi had been in camp, she would have proceeded at once to the relief of her people. and therefore it was not thought strange when Inakayal gave orders that every warrior, save those who had been wounded in the fray of the previous night, should get ready in haste, and be prepared to accompany him at short notice on his northward march against the foe. As may be imagined, therefore, the Indian camp was denuded of its warriors and left practically defenseless. No one thought anything of this, as the only foes they had to dread were the Christianos, and these never attempted to penetrate deeply into Oricanian territory,

Starting point is 02:35:08 always attacking its frontier or borderline with the object of driving back the tribes into the forest recesses. But before taking his departure, Inakyal in the privacy of his toldo, held the following strange conversation with one Guaytu, an Oricanian Cusakio, whom he had appointed to command the camp during his absence and in that of the Queens.

Starting point is 02:35:32 The baby is safe in your keeping, Guaitu? He inquired anxiously. Safe as though a trawko held it, answered the Caccio. The exchange must be affected tonight, continued in a kail in a low voice. Never will the Gualichi give us such a chance again. Be wary, Guaytu. All depends on thy cunning and address. Guaytu will not fail, answered the Indian with a leer.

Starting point is 02:36:00 ere the sun comes back again La Guardia Chica will be far away. It is well, Guaytu. Inakayal can put his faith in thee, exclaimed the Cacique joyfully as he turned to leave the toldo. Outside, his war horse stood ready, and the chief, mounting hastily, departed, followed by over 500 warriors, many of whose homes lay in the threatened north, and who were therefore anxious to set forth to its rescue or defense, as the case may be. It wanted several hours to sunset, and Mary and Willie employed the time in wandering about the camp,

Starting point is 02:36:40 making friends with the women, children, and animals, which appeared to abound in every direction, picking out here and there one of the former who could speak Spanish, and with whom, in consequence, conversation was possible. Meanwhile, Guaytu, in his position of commander, was going the rounds of the camp, looking into the toldos, and assuring himself that all was snug and in order for the night. He was followed by an Indian lad carrying a large skin of spirits, one of which Guaytu was pleased to give to every man and woman whom he visited a small drought, telling them that Inakael had left it, that they might drink to the health and success of the warriors whom he was leading against the foe.

Starting point is 02:37:25 unsuspectingly, everyone accepted the proffered drought. The Indians are fond of and will rarely refuse an offer of spirits. How could they know that the traitor Guaytu had previously drugged this liquor, so that soon after taking it, they would sleep heavily and without danger of awakening? They could not know it, of course, yet such had been done by Inakayal's scheming tool. When the conspirator arrived at the chief toldaria, he paused and listened. Blancho was singing in a low voice to the baby queen, and he could hear the measured breathing of poor Graviel, whom the women had bidden sleep while she watched beside his little charge. Lifting the skin flap which covered the opening to the toldaria, Guaytu entered with a soft

Starting point is 02:38:19 smile and an air of interested solicitude on his face. "'Is all well with the young Cacique?' he inquired softly, yet quietly as he spoke. The sound aroused Graviel, who started up from the skin couch on which he lay and stared at the intruder, at the same time grasping his spear. "'Ah, no fear, Graviel,' said Gwai too soothingly. "'There is no harm intended, and he proceeded to explain to the youth how Inakayel had departed with all the warriors, leaving the camp in his charge. And he bade me bring to you and Blancho a drought of war cordial,

Starting point is 02:39:01 and bid you drink to the health and success of the Queen's warriors and the defeat of her foes, continued Gwai too cunningly. Now neither Blancho nor Graviel desired the drought, but to have refused it would have been to lay themselves open to the charge of desiring evil to the warriors of their tribe. Therefore, they accepted it, as had done the others, and drank as they had been requested to do, to the health and success of the warriors, and to the defeat of the queen's foes. This was exactly what Gwaitu desired, and as he

Starting point is 02:39:39 watched the cordial go down, he chuckled to himself ominously, and muttered the words, All goes well. Then he bent over the baby Kasik, who had sunk into a peaceful sleep. How quietly she She lies, he said a little anxiously. You are sure, Blancha, that all is well with her? Aye, all is well, answered the girl curtly. She did not love Guaitu, and he knew it. Then watch her carefully, girl, he continued as he turned to go. If evil befell the little casique in the absence of the warrior queen and in Iqayal, heavy would be the blame that Guaytu would have to bear. Have no fear, answered the Indian girl coldly. In our care, the Guardia Chica is safe. Alas, Blanche could not look into the future and see what was coming. She was haughty and confident in her own powers and those of Graviel to protect and guard their precious charge. The sun went down and everything became hushed in the Indian camp. Sleep held its rain over all.

Starting point is 02:40:52 After Gwaitu had quitted the told area, Blancho had made up the fire that burned therein, and again importuned Graviel to snatch a few hours sleep. She was not tired, she affirmed, and would hold the first watch, awaking him later on to take up the second. In her heart, however, the Indian girl had resolved to take the whole watch upon herself, and thus afford the wounded youth the rest he so sorely needed. And Graviel, yielding to her entreaties, had consented to her proposal, and the drug-drought quickly taking effect he was soon plunged in a profound and heavy slumber.

Starting point is 02:41:35 And as she sat and watched beside the baby queen, a strange drowsiness crept over the Indian girl Blanchia. It came upon her so suddenly that she yielded to its influence without being aware of doing so. Her eyes closed, her head fell forward on her chest, and, like Graviel, her slumber was heavy and profound. Then a creeping figure stole noiselessly into the toldaria, carrying something in its arms. The figure was Guaito's. In a moment, he made his way to the Little Queen's couch, laid amongst the warm skins a tiny baby of the same age as the Gwarkwark. D'Occia and dressed in every respect in the same manner.

Starting point is 02:42:26 Then he seized hold of the baby Cacique, stifled the piteous cry to which she tried to give vent, and like lightning, vanished from the toldaria. It was all the work of a few seconds. The exchange had been deftily and quickly made, and no one had witnessed the deed. Daylight had begun to glimmer in the heavens when Blanche awoke with a start. The child by her side was crying, and she sprung towards it with a terrible foreboding of evil. Her head ached, and she felt dull and heavy, but she shook herself and tried to free herself from the stupor, which still seemed to cling to her brain. On his couch, Graviel lay sleeping. The child's cries appeared to make no impression upon him, which seemed to her to be a most unusual thing.

Starting point is 02:43:20 She bent over the baby and took it in her arms. The poor little thing felt cold, and she bitterly reproached herself for her neglect. The fire, though it had burnt low, was not out, and she stirred the embers and put on some dry logs and fanned the former until they ignited with the fresh fuel and burst out into flame. Then she sat down by the fire and laid the baby on her lap and strove tardily to repair. for her neglect of the child. Suddenly, however, a loud cry echoed throughout the Tolderia, arousing even the dullest senses of poor Graviel. Springing towards Blanchia, who had fallen on her knees and was moaning bitterly with her head bowed in her clasped hands, he excitedly inquired of her, what was the matter? A child's whining lament sounded from one of the corners of the Toldo,

Starting point is 02:44:18 and looking that way, he perceived, what appeared to him to be the baby person of the child Cacique. With an exclamation of anger, he rushed towards it, but as he did so, he heard Blanche a call out to him in a voice of anguish, not to touch it. It is not La Guardia Chica, Graviel, she wailed in heartbroken accents. The Cacique is not here. She has been stolen, and that child of a viper has been put in her place.

Starting point is 02:44:49 Treason, shouted Graviel. rushing from the tent, and he commenced to call aloud for assistance. His cries attracted Mary and Willie, who hurried to his side, and in a few minutes later, Gwaito came running up. What ails Graviel, he inquired angrily, and why these wild cries outside the tolderia of the head-cassique? Aren't thou mad, boy? Graviel turned fiercely towards him. where is the head-cassique he demanded furiously she has been stolen and a child of a creeping viper put in her place where is everybody why is all silent and dead in the camp why do children only show themselves where are the women the warriors and the rest thy brain is troubled graviel dost thou not recall last night's events when inakayal and his warriors departed to fight the hated christianos on the north borders, all are gone save the women, children, and the wounded men. So this is how thou hast

Starting point is 02:45:54 safeguarded thy charge, and how will Annie we greet thee on her return? A low wail of intense anguish burst from the young Indian, and he covered his face with his hand. But here, Mary interposed, and questioned Graviel in Spanish as to what had happened. No sooner had the miserable youth explain the situation than the quick-witted girl made up her mind as to the course to be adopted. Graviel, she exclaimed, we must mount and scour the country all around. Maybe we shall obtain traces of the lost child. At least let us try. Both I and my brother will accompany you and do all we can to help you in this moment of fearful trial. Will you see to the horses being saddled? And meanwhile, we will get ready our guns and ammunition.

Starting point is 02:46:47 But haste, Graviel, let us not waste a moment. Still dazed in suffering from the drug, which had been administered to him overnight, Graviel hurried off and summoning several boys to his assistants, sent them to drive up the troupeiglia of horses that grazed not far off. Quickly, three of them were caught and saddled and led round to the chief toldaria, where Mary and Willie stood ready equipped for the expedition. inside the moans of Blanche could still be heard, mingled with the feeble cries of the poor little substituted baby

Starting point is 02:47:23 who had been made the innocent tool of the wicked in Akayal's ambition. Guaytu was hurrying to and fro, arousing the still sleeping camp and making a great show of grief and consternation, which he was far from feeling, and endeavoring to collect volunteers to accompany him in a search expedition, which he knew perfect. well beforehand would prove futile. In the midst of the confusion caused by his announcement, Graviel, Willie, and Mary rode out of the camp, bent on a search which had all the appearance of a

Starting point is 02:47:58 forlorn hope. End of Chapter 11. Chapter 12 of Annie Wee, or the Warrior Queen. This is a Librevox recording. All Librevox recordings are in the public domain. For more information, or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Annie Wee, or the Warrior Queen, by Florence Dixie. Chapter 12 To describe the anguish which poor Harry suffered when he saw his beloved sister on the verge of freedom snatched therefrom by the big powerful trowco is not easy, nor can the consternation of Sir Francis, Lady Vane, and their son be adequately gauged.

Starting point is 02:48:45 For a few seconds they stood staring in front of them, despair written on their features and horror in their eyes. Not so shag. Barking furiously, he sprung forward, tearing the leash that held him from Harry's grasp, and then crest on end, and with every fiber in his body strained to its utmost, he set off in pursuit of the trachau that bore from him his beloved mistress. His decided action awoke the others from their stupor, unslinging their rifles they followed as quickly as they could in the wake of the baying Labrador, whose deep notes could be heard mounting higher and higher in the direction of the realms of snow. The ascent proved of no ordinary difficulty.

Starting point is 02:49:25 As they mounted the steep forest slope, they came upon big frowning and jagged rocks, whose perpendicular faces and peaked crests proved almost inaccessible. How Shag had managed to negotiate them was a perfect marvel to everyone. For some time the dog's being, though faint, sounding as if some distance off, appeared to be stationary, a proof, as Sir Francis surmised, that the Traco had taken refuge with his captive in some inaccessible spot beyond the reach of the Labrador. This idea filled them with a new hope, and spurred on their drooping energies to renewed exertion. Guided by Shag's savage barks and loud, prolonged howls, the rescue party, after a long, desperate and arduous

Starting point is 02:50:08 struggle, reached the spot where the dog was standing. It was a deep crevassed rock, above which a sheet of straight precipice ascended to a ledge above, and leading inward from this ledge they perceived a cave. Was it possible that the Trachau had taken refuge therein? By what human means had he managed to scale the perpendicular face which led up to it? Surely Shag was at fault? But Shag was not at fault, and he plainly said so. If a pair of faithful brown eyes could speak, then his distinctly did so, and they declared that the Trachau and Topsie were above. If they had doubted, all doubt was quickly dispelled when a low whistle sounded from the cave. It was a signal well-known to Harry, a mode of communication which he and Topsy had practiced from their earliest days, when as little

Starting point is 02:50:55 children they had played hide-and-seek together. It was a whistle which shagged new foe well, likewise, for on hearing it he pricked his ears, wagged his tail and barked louder than ever. "'Topsie, darling, we will save you. Keep up heart!' called out Harry encouragingly, and as he spoke his eyes devoured the steep face above him. Then he perceived the means by which the troco had ascended as a coil of green lichens arrest at his gaze. They were clinging to a long, thick stem similar to what is seen on ivy trees, but more extended in dimensions. See, Uncle Francis?

Starting point is 02:51:28 Look! And Ruby, he cried excitedly. That is how the brute reached yon ledge, but he's drawn it up after him. Oh, what shall we do? Here, the quiet voice of Annie Wee interposed. Will the white, Cachyquist, be guided by Annie We? she inquired, there is but one way to destroy the trocco, still the barking of the dog, and bid him crouch down and then let each of us with rifle ready, secrete ourselves behind these

Starting point is 02:51:55 rocks and keep a steady eye upon the cave. When all is silent, the troco will come and look out, and the moment he shows himself we must fire at the same time. If we kill him or wound him mortally, the white Cachyque will be saved. But first, call out and tell her how we purpose acting. At once the idea was joyfully adopted, and Harry Dooley shouted directions to his sister, who replied with the same low whistle to show that she understood, then everyone took up as convenient a position as possible inside of the cave and waited with rifle-cocked, ready to shoot the moment the Trouco showed himself, shag being made to down charge flat at Harry's feet. They had a long time to wait.

Starting point is 02:52:37 More than two hours sped by and no sign was visible of the Trouco, A sharp warning whistle, however, suddenly brought them to attention, and as they strained their eyes glazed by long and minute watching, the form of the hairy men showed itself on the ledge above. He was sniffing the air like a dog and peering curiously below. In a moment the ping of five rifles rang forth. Far and wide, the reports echoed and re-echoed. They started an avalanche high above which was trembling in the balance

Starting point is 02:53:07 and brought it roaring and dashing down the mountain's sides. At the same time the Trouco uttered a hoarse cry, the first human sound which Topsy had heard him utter. Throwing up his arms, he fell forward over the steep side and came crashing into the creviced rock below. In a moment, Topsy sprung to her feet, and rushing to the cave's mouth, cast down the supple stem which her captor had drawn up onto the ledge. Hand over hand she descended, and the next moment stood beside her brother, uncle, aunt, cousin, and Annie Wee, with Shag, brave dog, "'fawning upon her and uttering loud joyous barks of delight. "'Harry burst into tears and threw his arms around his sister. "'The pent-up heart of the poor lad gave vent to the full measure of the suffering it had endured

Starting point is 02:53:52 "'and sought relief in tears. "'It is rare that we shed them in joy, but when we do so they bring comfort and rest "'and relief to the overtaxed brain. "'In the excitement of the moment the troco was forgotten. "'When a groan of anguish made topsy start violently "'and look in the direction when to the direction went to the child, came. She had once perceived her late captor doubled up and writhing in agony not ten paces away. Poor thing! she exclaimed pitifully. The sufferings of this strange wild creature stirred her

Starting point is 02:54:21 curiously. Unlike Sir Francis, Lady Vane, Harry and Freddy, she had come to regard him in the light of a human being, and far removed from the ape, and after all, though he had captured her, and had thereby caused her intense suffering, his manner and behavior to her had always been thoughtful and gentle. Stop, anyway. Do not shoot him, she cried hastily, as she saw the Indian girl, raise her rifle as if to fire at the wounded creature. Uncle Francis, Harry, that is no ape. It is assuredly a human being.

Starting point is 02:54:52 I fear, however, he is mortally wounded. As she spoke, she went over to the trocco and laid her hand on his shoulder. No sooner did the poor creature feel her touch than he rolled over onto his back and gazed at her, with a piteous expression in his large gazelle-like eyes. There were two bullet wounds in his chest, and from these blood was oozing. His breathing came thick and fast, and there could be little doubt that life was rapidly ebbing to a close. Poor Trou! Poor Troucault! exclaimed the girl as she drew out her handkerchief, and laid it against the wounds.

Starting point is 02:55:26 It was strange how cruelly the sight affected her. At the sound of her voice, tears filled the large languishing eyes of the dying Troucault. But he smiled gently and caught hold of her hands which he pressed in his. Then he began to purr and cool, softly, never taking his gaze from off her face. He took no notice of Lady Vane or the others. His whole attention appeared to be absorbed in the pretty fair-haired girl, who seemed to sympathize in his sufferings and to share his woe. Oh, Uncle Francis, can we not save him?

Starting point is 02:55:56 Are his wounds mortal? inquired the girl, looking round piteously at the baronet, who advanced as she spoke and bent over the wounded creature. But as he did so, a fierce look came into the Charco's eyes. He relaxed his hold of Topsy's hands and tried to raise himself up on his elbows. He evidently meant mischief and she who knew his great strength at once called out to her uncle to stand back, warned by Topsy's earnest voice Sir Francis retired, whereupon the Trouco relaxed his efforts and lay back again. Once more his hands seized those of Topsy and held them gently, while the great dark eyes were riveted again to her face.

Starting point is 02:56:32 Suddenly a shiver ran through his huge frame, and she felt his grasp tightened, while a piteous pleading look came into his eyes. At the same time he drew her hands slowly toward his lips and gently kissed them, the purring and cooing being renewed. Only for a minute, though, it was his last exertion. The heavy film clouded the beautiful eyes. One long low sigh escaped him,

Starting point is 02:56:55 and then the head of this strange being fell backwards as death claimed him for his own. "'It is all over,' whispered Topsie as she rose from his side. "'Let us get away quickly, if the other trachos surround us we shall fare badly. Aniwi, I have strange news for you. I will tell you when we reach the valley, but if you will all take my advice, let us keep silence till then.

Starting point is 02:57:17 They made their way down the steep hillside, topsy leading. She was wondering whether Guastro and Pignoni had escaped, and was revolving in her mind how she should break to Anniewee the startling tidings that they lived. An unforeseen incident assisted her. They had reached the valley and were proceeding to cross it, when something lying on the ground attracted their attention. On going up to it, they perceived,

Starting point is 02:57:41 that it was an old poncho, the threads of which had been wrought in gold, but were now considerably faded. Something on it, however, caught Annie Wee's eye. She stooped to pick it up, and at the same time uttered a low cry. Then she stared fixately at the poncho in her hands, on the breast of which was embroidered a single name,

Starting point is 02:58:00 the name of Pinyone. It is Pinyoneone's poncho, she gasped. It is the one which he wore. when he started on the raid against the Christianas, and from which he never returned, but how comes it here in the land of the Trouco? That's just what I have to tell you, any we, now put in Topsy. The great strange news I promised you is this. Both Quastral and Pignone live, for many a weary day they have been the Traco's prisoners.

Starting point is 02:58:26 Last night we all three escaped and reached yon forest, but the Traco's pursuit and I was retaken. Since then I've seen nothing of either Quasrall or Pinyone. and I believe and hope that they have eluded their pursuers. If so, we may come upon them in the forest yet. You stare, but it is true. Inakayol told you they were dead, but Inakayol is a traitor. It was he who betrayed Quasral and Pignoni. To him they owe their long captivity.

Starting point is 02:58:55 And I have left my child in his care, moaned a young queen, wringing her hands. He will do evil to the guardia chica. Ah, why did I not listen to Graviel, who never, never loved him. Come, Anniewee, be brave. Remember, you are a warrior queen. Inakayo will not dare to harm the child amid so many warriors, said Topsy encouragingly, for the young queen was visibly overcome. And we must give all our energies now to the assistance of Quothral and Pignoni, Annie Wee, put in Sir Francis Vane. What the white Cachicue has related is truly wonderful and sounds like a dream. They had begun to cross the valley once more and were making for the base of the forest.

Starting point is 02:59:35 fronting them, when Freddy suddenly pointed upwards, exclaiming, "'Look, Mother! "'Look, Father, what are those figures high up the mountainside? "'Are they more Troukos, do you think?' "'No,' cried Topsie in a glad voice. "'Look up, anyway, what I told you is true indeed. "'See, it is no dream.' The young queen looked in the direction, pointed.

Starting point is 02:59:57 "'She, in common with the rest, could see two figures on the skyline, "'waving and making signals to them. "'Then a bright look came into her eyes, and she laughed aloud for very joy. It is Pinyone, she cried in an ecstasy of happiness. The white Cachique said truly, and it is no dream. Pinyone, love of Anniewee's heart, thou art not dead. Anniewe will clasp thee again.

Starting point is 03:00:22 She sprung forward, fleet of foot, and reached the forest belt into which she plunged. Then she commenced to work her way upwards through the thick undergrowth, the others following in her wake. Thus she struggled forward amidst numerous difficulties, but reward came at last. As she neared the summit of the forest-clothed mountain, a tall, handsome Indian rushed forward to meet her. In another moment Annie Wee was locked in Pinyoni's arms. End of Chapter 12, read by Sandra near Montreal, 2022. Chapter 13 of Annie Wee or The Warrior Queen.

Starting point is 03:01:02 This is a Librivox recording. All Librivox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librivox.org Annie Wee or The Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie, Chapter 13 When Willie and Mary rode out of the Aricanian camp with Graviel, they had little or known notion in which direction to proceed and small idea how to act. Graveille himself was half distraught with misery and seemed quite beside himself. wounded, suffering, and still under the influence of the drug which Guaytu had administered,

Starting point is 03:01:43 it may readily be supposed that he was not a fit subject for whom to seek counsel or advice. The youth was faithful and brave. He could sacrifice anything for the child of Pinione. He would fight to the death in her defence, but when that child had been spirited away by the evil machinations of the Guilichu, where could he turn? What could he do to fight? her again. To feel that she was gone, he did not know where, was maddening to the poor lad. Silently and utterly broken down with misery, Graviel sat on his horse, not seemingly to care in which direction it proceeded, and hardly noticing Mary and Willie when they spoke to him. It was at once evident to the children that they must rely on their own ideas and plans in this

Starting point is 03:02:34 emergency and leave the Indians' council out of the question. I tell you what we will do, Willie, said Mary at length. We will make for the plain where we caught the wild horses yesterday, and passing through the gorge where Topsy was last seen, right on in that direction. It is quite possible that whoever stole the poor wee baby may have made for the forest, in which case we shall come upon his tracks, and at any rate meet any we and the others returning with Topsy, for Willie dear, I don't for a moment think that any great harm will have befallen her. She is far too clever. It must be explained that Mary possessed the greatest

Starting point is 03:03:15 admiration for Topsy, up to whom she looked with a veneration and awe inexpressible. Nothing that her beautiful cousin did was short of perfection in Mary's eyes, and though she was anxious about her, she could not bring herself to believe that any difficulty exists. out of which Topsie could not disentangle herself. All right, asserted Willie, the boy was game for anything which promised adventure of some sort or another, and was quite willing to be guided by his sister as to the direction they should take. So they rode briskly forward, over the same ground across which they had galloped the previous day before sighting the wild horses, little dreaming that their father, mother, brother, cousin,

Starting point is 03:04:03 Aniwi were all that very moment struggling through the dense untrodden forest in the wake of Shag and on the track of Topsy and her captor. Little did they dream either of the strange adventures through which their cousin had gone the previous day, of her meeting with the captive Aricanians, of her desperate attempt at escape, of her recapture and despairing abandonment thereafter. Ignorance is bliss, they say. certainly on this occasion it was so too Mary who, could she have seen Topsie at that moment, stretched outside the Tralco's hut, where she had sobbed herself to sleep after her recapture,

Starting point is 03:04:44 would certainly have endured throes of intense misery, the very idea of which is painful even to contemplate. Suddenly Gravio looked up and inquired in a quick, sharp voice, Where are we going, signors? Where too, but in search of the young Cacique, answered Mary, looking at him reprovingly. It has struck me, Graviel, that her captor may have made for the forest, and as Guaito will be searching eastward, I thought it best to ride westward. Guaito is a traitor, burst out the youth furiously.

Starting point is 03:05:18 Graviel always hated him with his cunning snake-like face. Is he not a Kesekio in the pay of Inakayal? Did he not last night give Graviel to drink, and was there not poison in that hatred water? of hell. Then the Guailichu, with evil intent, took possession of Graveille and Blancher. He laid the hand of sleep heavy on their eyes, so that when the thief stole in, they saw him not, and thus was La Guadia Chica spirited away. Ha, ma mia, guardia, where art thou? Child of Anui and Pinyone, where art thou, my beautiful? He dropped the reins on his horse's neck as he

Starting point is 03:05:57 spoke, and stretched out his hand and arm with an imploring gesture. The other arm lay helpless in a sling, and his poor slashed face bore a most piteous expression. His whole appearance touched Mary deeply. Graviel, she said earnestly, do not fret, my poor Graviel. We will assuredly find the young kaseek, and you shall be happy once more. Only, Graviel, try to keep up your spirits and your wits, for we shall need them all. Won't you try, for La Guadia chick's sake? His face brightened, and he said.

Starting point is 03:06:31 he smiled softly as he answered. For La Guadia Chica, Graveille would die. Then come on, Graveille, and let us see if we can find any trace of her in the forest direction, said Mary encouragingly, at the same time putting her horse into a canter. The drug must have worn off, for Graveil after this became more himself again. They galloped along the same plane in which they had tackled the wild horses the previous day, and as they did so, they perceived a mounted figure coming through the gorge at the far end. Apparently the noise of their horse's hoofs attracted his attention, for he reined up, kept his horse still for a few seconds, and then turning him round, retreated along the route he had just come. Did you see that, Graviel? exclaimed Willie hastily.

Starting point is 03:07:24 And then he added, addressing Topsy in English, the beggar fights shy of us. Depend upon it, he is up to no good. Yes, Graveille had seen him, and though the distant figure was quite three-quarters of a mile away, thought that he had recognised him. The Indian youth's eyes gleamed fire, and he urged his horse into a swinging gallop, muttering at the same time. May the bones of my fathers smother me, if that is not Cai Chalano who bought the message to Inakael yesterday. What does he there? Why is he not with Inakai? Oh yes, there is treachery, treachery indeed. His horse was going at racing pace now, and he called out to Mary and Willie to urge theirs on to their topmost speed, at the same time pointing to the

Starting point is 03:08:12 vanishing figure in front of them, who, having passed through the gorge, bore away to the right at a headlong pace. But Graviel held on. He knew that Kai Chaleno was a big and heavy man, and that a horse could not hope with such a weight to keep up the same. pace long. He knew that he himself, Mary and Willie, were lightweights, and moreover, being mounted on three of Aniwis picked hunters could gain ground on the flying aricanians. He had put two and two together in the twinkling of an eye the moment he had recognized the Indian and saw him fly. He felt sure that a diabolical plot had been hatched in which Inakael, Guaito and the villainous Caichaleno had each apart, for was a bit.

Starting point is 03:08:58 not this Kai Chalanos reputed a very desperado among the Araucanians, a wild free-booting robber, who for pay would be willing to embark on any villainy? Graviel saw it all plainly. He clearly perceived that the summons northwards against the Christianos was a mere trick to draw off the warriors from the Indian camp, in order to enable Guaytu to carry out his fell purpose during their absence. Yet Graviel, as he read the plot clearly enough now, knew that Guaytu and Caicholano were mere tools in the hands of an arch-conspirator, and he had not the slightest doubt that this arch-conspirator was Inakael himself. Still, if Caichelano could be captured, threats or bribes might induce him to disclose the plot, and reveal where the baby queen was hidden. Therefore, Graveil felt he must be captured.

Starting point is 03:09:56 at any cost. Ride signor's ride, he called out to the children. Yonder Indian must be captured. He is the thief, the thief who is stolen La Guadier Chica. Ride signor's ride! Thus obdured, as may be supposed, Mary and Willie did their best, and beneath their lightweights,

Starting point is 03:10:16 their game little horses raced across the rough pamper at an amazing pace. They very soon reached the gorge through which Caichelano had disappeared. and having crossed it emerged into the other in greater plain, which former chapters have described. They could see the fugitives still far ahead of them, urging his horse towards the broad river that flowed eastwards, and which came from a westerly direction. We will ride down the wily fox, gasped Graviel, exultingly.

Starting point is 03:10:48 Let the seigniors keep pace with me, and assuredly we will gain upon him ere long. Ah, he may gallop, but the rich blood. baguales of the warrior queen can gallop faster. Graviel spoke truly. There was both speed and stamina in the horses which he, Mary and Willie bestrored. The more they galloped, the keener they became, and showed no signs of slackening speed or failing, staying powers. Imperceptibly almost, yet gradually, and by degrees, they lessened the distance between themselves and Cacolano. The latter had made for the river at first, but for some reason or another had changed his mind, and wheeling more to the left, had pointed toward the forest,

Starting point is 03:11:32 that same forest where Topsy had disappeared, and into which the rescue party had penetrated in search of her. He did not know that ahead of him, a small party of Aricanians were Bivowat, awaiting the return of their queen, and he rode on entirely unsuspecting the trap, into which he was fast galloping. Every now and then he would glance back and curse aloud, for the hoofs of his pursuers' horses were getting nearer and nearer, and he could hear the thunder closer and closer every minute. He dug the spurs savagely into the heaving sides of his fast-tiring horse and strove to urge him to renewed exertion. Graviel, Mary and Willie noticed the fast-failing movements of the fugitive's horse and became highly exultance in consequence. Graviel could

Starting point is 03:12:21 ill-contain his triumph, and more than once shouted aloud the war-cry. of his tribe. Kachalano breasted a low hill with difficulty, which lay barely half a mile distant from the forest. But what was his horror when his eyes alighted, suddenly on the bivouac of the Araucanians already referred to? Turned back he could not. He was unarmed, and his horse was done to a turn.

Starting point is 03:12:47 His only chance was to reach the forest and take refuge therein, but Graviel was close behind him, shouting his war-whoop, and he could see the Araerican. Canians rushing to their horses and mounting in hot haste. The bivouac had been seen by the pursuers as well, and they sought to attract its members' attention to Cauchelaino by loud shouts and cries. These had decidedly the desired effect, for the Indians thus appealed to began galloping quickly across the path of the hunted man, apparently with the intention of

Starting point is 03:13:19 intercepting and arresting him. Then, Cartelano bethought himself of a last attempt at escape. As the Indians bore down upon him, he began shouting his war cry and pointing toward the forest as though he would implore them to gallop in that direction to avert some dreaded danger. For a moment the Indians hesitated, as if not knowing what to make of the rival cries and gesticulations, and this gave the fugitive a good chance of escape. Stop him, yelled Graviel in a frenzy of desperation, urging on his horse to its utmost speed, while the sweat sprung out in large beads on his anxious stricken face. At the same time, two shots rang out beside him from Mary's rifle.

Starting point is 03:14:03 The girl had unsung it and fired twice after the Flying Indian. Then the Arakanians grasped the situation and with terrific yell set out in pursuit of Cauchelaino. In vain the desperate man spurred his horse and sought by every means to urge him forward. The poor brute was done to. a turn and could do no more. Staggering forward a few paces, it came with a crash to the ground. But Kai, prepared for the collapse, deftly landed on his feet, only 50 paces from the forest.

Starting point is 03:14:38 He strove to reach it, vainly. In another second, a bolus whizzed out and encircled his legs, and he fell to the ground a helpless captive. End of Chapter 13 Chapter 14 of Annie Wee or The Warrior Queen This is a Librivox recording All Librivox recordings are in the public domain For more information or to volunteer Please visit Librivox.org

Starting point is 03:15:12 Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen By Florence Dixie Chapter 14 Annie Wee, love of Pinyone's heart Do I see thee once more child of the breezy plain Doth Pinyone dream? Such was the greeting of the Arakanian chief, as he clasped to his breast the girl whom in his dreary captivity amongst the Trouca people,

Starting point is 03:15:37 he had dreamt of, thought of day and night, yet never dared hope to see again. And Annie Wee, who had deemed him dead, who had thought of her young warrior husband as beyond the pale of human communication, in this moment of glad reunion, of joy indescribable, could find no words in which to answer him. Large tears stood in her dark eyes. Tears of joy they were. Like Pinyone, she feared that this meeting must be a dream.

Starting point is 03:16:08 But the sound of voices behind her aroused her from any further thoughts of such a kind and brought speech back to her paralysed lips. Pinyone, she cried, And hast thou been a prisoner all this time, and aniwi so near, yet knowing nothing of it? Ah, no, Carita. At some time Pinyone Enquestrial were far from this. They have descended a great river, and come from forest scenes, strange, weird and wonderful. For the fortresses of the trowcos are hidden deep in the forests, and admits the awful crags that hold aloft the monster snow Guilichus, which tower so mightily to the skies.

Starting point is 03:16:52 Thus answered Pinyone, who shuddered as he recalled the scenes through which he had wandered as the captive of the Troucos. As he spoke, Sir Francis, Lady Vane, Topsie, Freddie and Harry arrived upon the scene, the first and the last being at once recognised by Pinyone who grasped their hands cordially, at the same time congratulating Topsie on her escape.

Starting point is 03:17:16 Of course she had to relate all the circumstances of her recapture and deliverance, and hear in turn from Pignon Equestral how they had managed to allude their pursuers. The latter explained how both he and his son had adopted similar tactics in climbing a higher tree and remaining concealed in its thick, bushy top, while the trowcos hunted the forest below. Their experience amongst these hairy people had taught them the fact that although they possess strong nasal powers for following ground scent, these powers did not extend further, and that they rarely sought to use them, save in the former captivity. Thus the fugitives had remained safe in their perch, from which they had not descended for several hours. They had

Starting point is 03:18:05 then betaken themselves to the heights in the hope of sighting some hilltops, which they might recognize, and which would serve as a guide to direct them in their flight. Then the rifle people shots had attracted their attention and made them certain that the rescue party, which Topsie had told them she felt sure would come to her aid, was in the vicinity. After watching for some time, they had caught sight of it and had sought to attract its attention by waivings and gesticulations with what success we already know. Seated in the shade of the forest, the whole party feasted on the luscious apples, pignones and arocarias that abounded, and, and the and rested after the real hard work they had undergone.

Starting point is 03:18:50 The appearance which Pignone and his father presented was wild in the extreme, their hair having grown long and matted, while the roughly made skin clothing they wore, added to their generally savage aspect. Harry and Topsie could not help comparing them with the smart, well-appointed men whom they had known two years previously, and mutually agreed that it was quite impossible for two people to be more unlike them than the Questrel and Pignone, whom they had formerly known,

Starting point is 03:19:20 and the Questrel and Pignone whom they now saw before them. Suffering, hardship and superstitious dread had left their marks on Questrel. The tall, stately Arricanian looked considerably aged, and grey hairs mingled thickly with the dark ones. His features were furrowed deeply and testified to the sufferings which he had endured. After the first excitement and joy of this strange, unlooked-for-and-unseen meeting had worn off, the thoughts of Annie Wee flew away to her child, and she found herself growing anxious and nervous about it. And Pinyone too, when she had related the stirring events of the past few days,

Starting point is 03:20:03 was not a little distressed at the thought that La Guadia Chica was in the power of Inner Kael, though he tried to reassure Anna Wee and dispel her fears. She continued restless and miserable, however, and Sir Francis, noticing the nervous, yearning look in her face, gave the order to set out once more for the borders of the forest, where her followers were bivouacked awaiting her. It was a rough and stiff march, but aided by Shag, who guided them to the wild horse track, they reached their destination at last. Feverish and eager to hear if there was good or bad news awaiting her, Anouye had had to be. had pushed on ahead, and as the sun shooting its last farewell today, cast over the plain its warm, soft glow, she halted on the forest's edge and looked eagerly towards the bivouac. Then she started and uttered a low cry as her eyes fell on Mary and Willie standing by the campfire,

Starting point is 03:21:03 and Graviel not far away, walking moodily up and down beside a figure stretched out upon the ground and which appeared to lay motionless. She could understand Willie and Mary being there, but the sight of Graveille increased her forebodings of evil. Had she not, in giving him the charge of her child, enjoined him not to leave her side for a moment? Yet there was Graviel, but where La Guadia Chica? He heard the cry and raised his head,

Starting point is 03:21:34 which had sunk upon his breast as he kept guard over Cauchelaino. Then, as he caught sight of the queen, he uttered a deep groan, but at once moved forward to meet her. In a moment she felt and knew the worst instinctively, the dread of a great evil overcame her, and she stood still covering her face with her hands and trembling in every limb.

Starting point is 03:21:58 Queen, have mercy, forgive Graviel, she heard him imploring, and in a moment she had burst out wildly. Graviel, where is La Guadia chica? Stolen, he answered in a broken voice, and then he proceeded rapidly to recount to her what had happened, ending up with the capture of Caichelano. And yonder he lies, he concluded savagely.

Starting point is 03:22:24 Graviel knows that he knows where La Guadier is, yet he will not open his lips, but glares defiance upon me as I ask him. She rushed from his side towards the captive Indian, and as she did so, the rescue party, with Topsy, Questrel and Pignon, Hove in sight, Graveille stared. Then he rubbed his eyes and stared again.

Starting point is 03:22:48 What was it he saw? Were they specters of the lost and well-loved dead? Did others see them besides himself? What could they be? In spite of their wild, unkempt appearance, Graviel recognized at once the features of Questrel and his own beloved master Pignone. Yet he never dreamed that they were themselves in living life.

Starting point is 03:23:10 His tortured brain imagined them spectres, risen from the dead and approaching to menace and destroy him for the loss of the baby Kaseek. With a terrible cry he turned and fled, fear and horror gleaming in his eyes, and Willie and Mary, as they rushed forward to welcome the rescue party and their much-love cousin, stopped petrified by the mad appearance which he presented. The Indians who had been lying or squatting around the fire all sprang up. up at the site of Ani. Several of them set off in pursuit of Graviel, who they thought had been stricken with madness, while the remainder stood and stared, as though turned to stone at the sight of their long-lost chiefs whom they had mourned as dead, for had not Inakael testified most positively to their deaths? Pignone was the first to break the silence. In a few brief words, he sought to reassure the terrified Araucanians,

Starting point is 03:24:09 and to impress them with the reality of his presence and that of Questrel's. For like Graveille, they deemed that they saw spectres before them, the specters of those dead men whom Inichael had so graphically described as stretched in life's last sleep. As they crowded round the great Questrel and his son, Graveille was led up, and then Pignone's eye fell upon Annie Wee, who was kneeling by Caichelino. He had once hurried to her side. Annie we, he cried, why is Graviel here?

Starting point is 03:24:42 And why does he look so wild? Where is La Guadierchica? Stolen, she wailed forth. And Caicholano knows where she is, as such Gravelle affirms. But see, he will not speak or answer, as I entreat him. Does a queen entreat a common Indian? Inquired Pignon proudly. The warrior queen in her great,

Starting point is 03:25:06 grief forgets who she is. Come hither, Annie we. We will have Cai Chalano brought before us, and he shall answer or die under torture. He drew the girl queen away as he spoke, and in the old authoritative voice of yore bade the warriors bring up the prisoner before Questrel. All this, while Mary and Willie had been hastily explaining to their parents and the others, the stirring events which had taken place during their absence, in regard to the kids. kidnapping of the baby casique, and at the recital of which the indignation of Sir Francis, Lady Vane, Topsie, Harry and Freddie knew no bounds. You did well, my girl, to choose this route, said Lady Vane approvingly. What a wonderful providence of God that you did so, otherwise that

Starting point is 03:25:57 scoundrel Kajalino would have escaped. Yes, Mother, I thank God that he put into my head to do so, for, as you truly say, that thief would otherwise have got clean away. Look there, they are bringing him up before Questrel, put in Harry quickly. Perhaps he will confess what he has done with the poor little casique. Poor Annie Wee, how miserable she looks. And Graviel, I believe, has gone out of his mind. What a terrible spectacle he presents. A large circle had formed around the captive,

Starting point is 03:26:32 who stood suddenly facing Questrel and Pignon. It was strange, this latter thought, that Caicholano invents no surprise at beholding his father and himself, a fact which had once impressed the young warrior with the belief that this conspirator knew something of the plot, whereby he and Questrel had been carried away captives from their people, and handed over to the mercies of the Troucos. Speak, Caichelano, exclaimed Questrel vehemently,

Starting point is 03:27:02 or by slow torture you die. What know you of the fate of the child of Pignon and Annie Wee? Whither has it been spirited? Thou knowest, Questrel of old, beware that thou dost not lie. And if I tell thee, Questrel, that I know not, what then? inquired the sullen chief, looking up boldly at the Arricanian Cascic. Then, as I have told thee, thou shalt die. Once only has Questrol been fooled, and that was when a traitor betrayed him into the hands of the Christianos.

Starting point is 03:27:37 It shall never more happen, I tell thee, Kai Chalano, answered the chief in a stern voice. But how can my lips tell thee what which I do not know? Continued the accused stubbornly. The Kaseek waved his hand. Warriors, he commanded peremptorily, place the prisoner on the fire, and let him burn to death. The wretch eyed first the kaseek, and then the gleaming wood of the bivouac fire. Then he looked back at Kestrel. He saw nothing but a stern, determined face, and he knew he must either confess or die.

Starting point is 03:28:13 And he knew that he must either confess or die. Be it so, he answered sullenly. If I must know, I must, but first promise me my life, Questrel. The Arricanian chief bent his eyes fearlessly upon the speaker. Thy life, Kaichelaino, depends entirely on the life of La Guadia Chica. Speak quickly, or you die. Even so, answered the prisoner, Inichael framed the plot. It was arranged that I should ride into the Queen's camp

Starting point is 03:28:44 and report a raid from the Cristiano's on the north, and that I should bring with me a child of the same age as the young Cascic. Inichael's object was to withdraw Annie Wee and her warriors from the Araucanian camp, and when they were gone, Guaitu was to drug those who remained, including Blancher and Graviel. Then, while all slept, the young Cacique was to be stolen by Guaitu, and the other child put in its place the little queen being handed to me. All this was done, with the exception that Inakael took Anioui's place during her absence with the seigniors. And where is La Guadia Chica? cried Ani, springing forward and glist.

Starting point is 03:29:27 staring fiercely at the man who had robbed her of her child. Kai Chalano smiled. There was a gleam of triumph in his eyes as he replied carelessly. Of a certain, O Queen, I know not now. But I left her upon the hill we call Troucault's rest. And as I rode away, I saw the Tralco's issue from the forest and cluster round the babe. Of a sooth, she is a Troucose-she-is a baby now.

Starting point is 03:29:53 He ceased suddenly, as with a savage yell, Graveal sprang upon him like a wild beast and bore him to the ground. End of Chapter 14. Chapter 15 of Anouy, or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. This is Jennifer Victoria, Anouye or the Warrior Queen, by Florian.

Starting point is 03:30:38 Lawrence Dixie. Chapter 15. Gloom reigned over the camp of the Arancanians. The gay and happy scenes of a few days back had disappeared, and all looked lonely and deserted. Here and there, a few old crones sat and howled their lamentations, but there was no one to heed them, save children and beasts. Every man and woman whom Inakayal had left in camp were away searching for the young Cusike. In this state, Aniwee found it when she rode into it as night was falling, in the company of our white friends, Quastral, Pignone, Graviel, and her followers who guarded in their midst the still-bound form of Cai Chileno. It was a dismal homecoming, a sad reception indeed for the two chiefs

Starting point is 03:31:32 after their captivity amongst the Traucus. When Cai Choleno confessed the fate of the baby queen, we have seen how Gravio sprang upon him, and, youth though he was, had borne the big, powerful Indian to the ground. Over and over they had rolled, fought, struggled, and hit, until the former had been forcibly torn away, and a safe distance been placed between himself and the captive. Then a council of war had been held, and the position anxiously discussed, and Sir Francis Vane had spoken as follows. If Anna we, the queen, the Cacique's,

Starting point is 03:32:13 costral and Pignone, will believe me, I tell them that we are the true friends of the Aranacanians and wish them well. We have heard with deep concern of the wicked plot whereby the young Cacique has been stolen and made over to the hairy tribe, and we unhesitatingly declare that every effort

Starting point is 03:32:36 must be made to trace and release her. But it would be rash to embark on such an expedition unprepared, and my counsel is that we return to the camp, lay in a stock of ammunition and secure volunteers to take part in the search which must be instituted. I and the White Cossica is with me place our services at the disposal of Anawi and Pignone. Have I spoken well? Yes, well, they had answered with one voice. And then, as the sun sunk low, the whole party had mounted and turned their horses' heads towards the Arancanian camp. Both Quastral and Pignone had sought to cheer the young queen with the assurance that the child would receive no ill-treatment at the Trouca's hands, their experience having established the fact very clearly, that amongst

Starting point is 03:33:36 these strange, wild people, gentleness and kindness to the weak were pronounced characteristics that amongst these strange wild people, gentleness and kindness to the week were pronounced characteristics, and that both male and females evinced great tenderness for the young. But while they howled their lamentations, the old crones had not forgotten. to keep alight the sacred fires which burned within and without the chief toldeira of the queen, so that when the party arrived, the members thereof at least had the comfort of a warm blaze. The horses were unsaddled and turned loose, a huge tripod and iron bowl with meat in the ladder were set over a fire, and the grateful matche cup soon went round to cheer the weary travelers.

Starting point is 03:34:26 Poor Aniwi strove hard to suppress her feelings as she looked at the capital, whereon she had last seen her chubby baby, kicking its little fat legs and clapping its tiny hands. Someone had tidied up the tolderia and removed the other baby, which had been introduced as a substitute, a fortunate act, as the sight of it would have overcome the young mother altogether. After sharing the contents of the iron bowl and indulging in various socks at the machet bowl, our white friends retired to their tolderia's third. worn out and greatly in need of a night's rest and refreshing sleep. But for more than an hour, Anniewy busied herself in clipping and combing and dressing the long, unkempt and matted hair

Starting point is 03:35:15 of Pignone and Quastral, and in looking out and arranging for the morrow suitable warrior attires benefiting the rank and position of those for whom they were intended. She did not forget that the rightful lord of the great warrior tribe, over whom she had been lately reigning, on behalf of her child, was once more represented in the person of Quastral, who, previous to his captivity among the Trauco people, had ruled over it for fifteen years, doing more than any other chief before him to make the tribe great, united, and powerful. But nature will assert itself in the end, and Quastral, Pignon and the girl queen, began to feel the power of its will. Fatigue and sleep closed their eyes at last as, like their white friends, they sought assistance from repose, praying it, to rehabilitate their

Starting point is 03:36:11 wearied frames, and make them fit and strong for renewed exertion. Still tightly bound, and coupled to a stake, lay Cai Cheleno, around whom guards kept watch and slept by turns. They were determined that he should not escape, and indeed the wretched captive knew that, desperate and determined as he was, his case was hopeless. Like the rest, he was weary, and in spite of his fetters, sleep wooed him too and brought him rest. With daylight, the searchers began to drop in one by one. None of them had been able to find any trace of the stolen child, and were proportionately down in their luck and low-spirited in consequence. Blanche, returned looking the ghost of her former self, her eyes swollen with weeping, her face drawn and pinched with mental pain. Her interview with

Starting point is 03:37:11 Annie Wee was of the most agonizing nature, although her young mistress, knowing the truth, through the confession of Caicheleno, exonerated her from all blame. Then, the wonder and astonishment which the sight of Pignone and Quastral caused to the morning woman served for a short time to wean her mind from her great grief. It was all too wonderful and extraordinary. As the sun rose, a number of mounted Indians rode into the camp. They proved to be the advance guard of the company, which Inakayal had led northwards to attack an imaginary foe. No sooner had they learned how they had been hoaxed that they turned their horses' leads for the camp again, vowing vengeance on the messenger who had brought the false news.

Starting point is 03:38:04 But Ina Kail had declared that he would abide where he was for the nonce in order to watch and see if all was quiet. Cunning fellow, he had no intention for the time being of running into danger by returning to Aniwi's camp. Of course, the first news which greased, the returning warriors, was the wonderful and startling intelligence all in one breath of the treachery of Kai Chaleno, Guaytu, and Inakayal, the disappearance of the baby Cacique, and the marvelous discovery of Cuestral and Pignone amidst the haunts of the Trauco people. Messengers, or Chassikis, were dispatched to hurry up the warriors in the rear, and to make known the painful and joyous announcements at the same time.

Starting point is 03:38:57 They brought them along on the wings of speed, and soon, the Arankanian camp was the scene of a noisy, gesticulating band of warriors, all clamoring to look upon their old chief and his son once more. In the midst of the hubbub, Guaya too rode in from his pretended search and was promptly arrested, bound hand and foot, and tied to the same stake as was Kai Chaleno. As he was led into the Tolderia, where the other captive lay, the two men exchanged significant glances and tried anxiously to read each other's faces.

Starting point is 03:39:37 Guaytu could not make out whether Kai had confessed or not, and feared to compromise himself by speaking openly before the guards or putting any questions to him. A loud and prolonged shout arrested his attention. It came from hundreds of throats and terrified him, for he attributed it to a cry for vengeance against himself. He ventured, however, to inquire of his guards whence its cause. Is it not the welcome of warriors to their long-lost chasseques, Quastrol and Pignone, whom the white chiefs discovered and rescued from the Trauco people, they answered? Quayitu started and trembled.

Starting point is 03:40:24 Quastral and Pignone have returned, he gasped inquiringly. Great gulitychew of evil, what hath thou done? I, then thou knewest that they were not dead, asked one of the guards sharply, and at once, Guaytu perceived the mistake he had made. I never said it, he retorted angrily. I withdruck with wonder, that is all. It is so much, answered the warrior guard, who had previously spoken, that I shall report it to the Cacchis.

Starting point is 03:41:00 Guay to ground his teeth and remained silent as he caught a warning glance directed at him by his fellow captive. The shout which had so startled the guilty wretch increased in volume and was repeated again and again. At length the flaps of the Tolderia were drawn aside, and a messenger entered, bearing an order to the guards from Guastral that the prisoners were to be conducted before him. On being led forth from the Tolderia, Cai Cheleno found time to whisper to Guayitu. They forced a confession from me on the threat of slow torture. All is therefore known. His confederate

Starting point is 03:41:43 looked at him angrily, but could not reply, for the guards hustled him roughly forward. A huge huge ring, many files deep, surrounded Quastral, Pignon, Aniwi, and our white friends as the captives were led forward. A savage shout greeted their appearance, and many an angry look was bent upon the offenders, who, nevertheless, assumed a defiant air. Quastral and Pignone, arrayed in snow-white drawers, neat poutre boots, adorned with silver spurs, and magnificent ponchos, looked very different to the wild beings whose appearance had so startled Graviel the day before. This latter, who had recovered from his wild frenzy,

Starting point is 03:42:30 occupied his old position at Pignonet's side, aniwi being next to Quastral. Gai Tzu and Caichelano, began the chief as the two prisoners were brought to a halt opposite him. You are prisoners on a charge of having joined in a vile and wicked conspiracy, whereby was sought to destroy the reigning chiefs of the Aronkanians and substitute in their places Inakayal and his wicked assistance. Your plots have failed. Everywhere I have dispatched messengers to warn the warrior tribe against Inakayal to slay him if they can. A hunted

Starting point is 03:43:15 wanderer in any case he will become. Thou, Caicelano, hast confessed to stealing the little Cossike. Does thou still assert as true that thou didst place her on Trawko's rest, and didst then see her borne away by Tral? Quastral, replied the Indian addressed, it is even so. What I confessed yesterday is the truth. I can say no more.

Starting point is 03:43:48 yet was my life not promised me on the condition did I disclose the secret of her whereabouts? Thou speakest like the son of a coward as thou art, Kai Chilano, burst out the Kaseke angrily. Thy life was not promised on the conditions named, only I said that thou shouldst die by slow torture unless thou didst confess. And now I tell Vianne Guaytu, likewise that on the discovery and rescue of Laguardia Chica depends both your lives. If she not be recovered, you die. Guards, remove the prisoners, and see well they do not escape. Loud shouts of approval greeted the great Kaseké's decision which was regarded by the assembled warriors as both wise and just. Then Anui stepped forward and raised her hand to command attention,

Starting point is 03:44:51 silence being at once restored. Warriors, she exclaimed, though I am no longer your queen, am I not the wife of Pignone, and therefore the daughter of Custral? The child of our heart has been taken from us, and we fly to its search and rest. The great white Cossiques have promised to accompany and aid us, but we should have quite twenty more to make the party strong.

Starting point is 03:45:20 Who amongst you will cast aside the dread of the Tralco-Hunted Forest and aid Pinyone and anewi to recover their child? For a moment there was silence after she ceased speaking. The superstitious dread of the Indian is hard to overcome. suddenly two beautiful girls pushed their way through the crowd and stood before the ex-queen. If the men fear the women do not, they exclaimed eagerly. We too will follow you to the death. At this there rose a shout and forty warriors or more sprang forward, indignant at thus being jibed by two mere girls. But as Annaway and Pignone made their selections from the volunteers,

Starting point is 03:46:08 who had presented themselves, they took care to include therein the two Indian girls, whose upright example had overcome the fears of superstition. End of Chapter 15, read by Jennifer Victoria, 2023. Chapter 16 of Anoui or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org.

Starting point is 03:46:53 Read by Jennifer Victoria, Anouy or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie, Chapter 16. After the choice of volunteers had been made, another Council of War was called, and it was agreed that the rescue party should start at midday, having in command Sir Francis Vane and Pignone, and that it should consist besides these two of Anoui,

Starting point is 03:47:19 the remainder of our white friends, Graviel, Blanche, the two girl volunteers, and 16 young warriors who had been selected for their skill in the chase and for their dexterity in handling the bolas, lasso and rifle. Quastral, as head Cacique, was to remain behind to watch and safeguard the authority against which Inaecal had plotted and which he had so nearly succeeded in overthrowing. At midday, therefore, everyone had assembled, and several pack-horses, well-loaded with ammunition and necessaries, had been added to the group. Farewells were hastily exchanged, and the rescue party started off, amidst the fervent good wishes of all, Shag, of course, accompanying the expedition. It took them four good hours of hard riding before they reached the spot known to the Arankanians as Trouca's rest.

Starting point is 03:48:16 The place was so called because they were so called because they were. these hairy people often appeared thereon in small groups at a certain time every year, and seemed to make it a kind of halting or resting place. But they never remained long, and always took their departure soon after their arrival. Pignione, who's experienced amongst them now stood the searchers in good stead, declared that the Troucos were a wandering people, never remaining long in one place, and betaking themselves every year to the dense and lonely forests which borders. the most inaccessible heights of the cordilleras, to reach which passage was made up a deep river,

Starting point is 03:48:56 to whose source he in Quastral had been able to penetrate, and he was confident that the party of Troucos, into whose hands the little Gwardia had fallen, were making their way in that direction. He had little hope, he declared, of overtaking them. For the Trouco travels at great speed, a speed which no civilized or, or semi-civilized human being could hope to emulate. Nevertheless, he did believe that with Shag's sagacious assistance, they might be able to push rapidly forward on the track of the captors of his child. Well, we are in for a lark, and no mistake, chuckled Freddy to Harry,

Starting point is 03:49:38 as the two cousins rode along side by side, talking over the events of the past few days. Yes, indeed, answered the latter grave. but Freddy, old chap, it is just a little awe-inspiring when one realizes how we're about to plunge into the unknown, from which who knows if we shall ever return. Oh, I say, Harry, you are gloomy indeed, laughed his cousin lightly. I for myself have no misgivings, and I look forward to a very jolly time, and all sorts of. of exciting adventures. At least I hope so. What's that? inquired Topsy, writing up. What are you two boys talking about? Men, you mean, Topsy, I suppose, remarked Harry demurely. You should never call a spade a shovel.

Starting point is 03:50:37 Oh, oh, laughed Mary mischievously. Who, being in close attendance on Topsy, had overheard the last two remarks. You a man, indeed. Harry, funny class of man then, conceited person that you are. Now look here, Miss Mary, I must exact respect, exclaimed Harry, with a comical attempt to look reproving, but the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was obliged to give way to laughter. It was while joking thus that the whole party arrived at Trouca's rest. It now became a question as to whether they should continue the journey on foot, or on horseback.

Starting point is 03:51:19 Troucos rest itself consisted of a high plateau, dotted here and there with shady trees, which gradually became less wide apart as they neared the outskirts of the forest. Several well-worn tracks led into this ladder at this point, several formed and no doubt by wild horses and the migrating trowcos. It was surmised that these tracks led through the forest belts to the open valleys far away below, it appeared not unlikely that they would be worn enough to permit of easy riding if they had been traversed by the Baguales. In any case, it was resolved to stick to the horses as long as possible, a horse's back being second nature to the Arankanians who finds himself

Starting point is 03:52:07 less at home on his legs. A halt was here called, and the order of march arranged. Harry and Topsy, as experienced in forest traveling, were depended. Puted to head the van, next to them being Anoui and Pignon. Then followed Sir Francis and Lady Vane, behind whom came Freddy, Willie, and Mary, and next in order, Graviel and Blanche. After these followed Coquette and Chorlo, the two girl volunteers, and bringing up the rear, riding to a breast, were the sixteen Arankanian Braves, who had been chosen as aforementioned,

Starting point is 03:52:48 to take part in the expedition. As they entered the forest in the order described, every Indian, including Pignon, bowed his head and raised his hand to his forehead, saluting thus the gualichu and hidden spirits whom they believed haunted the forest, and who they deemed it necessary, to propitiate by acts of obsessance.

Starting point is 03:53:11 As they wrote along, Harry and Topsie kept a sharp lookout, while Shag trotted ahead of them, with his nose to the ground, wise as Solomon and evidently, extremely keen on scent of some kind. I wonder if it is Trouco Sporhe's on, remarked Topsy to her brother, as they watch the dog's evident eagerness to get forward. Look how his bristles are up. It seems uncommonly like, as if there were danger head. I vote we get our rifles ready, Harry. Right you are, dear, answered her brother,

Starting point is 03:53:47 as he unsung his weapon from off his shoulder and put himself into what he called an intention attitude, Topsy doing the same. Suddenly, Shag halted, cocked his ears, sniffed the air two or three times, and growled. Then he looked around, rather anxiously at Topsy. There was clearly something ahead which Shag regarded as disquieting, for he kept on growling and showing his fine white teeth

Starting point is 03:54:15 in a most menacing fashion. Halt, called the girl, to those behind her at the same time raising her hand in a warning attitude. Look out for squalls, shouted Harry at the same time, bringing his rifle to his shoulder, as he did so an angry roar reverberated through the forest, and the next moment a messenger of death pinched forth from the young midshipman's rifle, which was followed by a roar fiercer and more mrs. menacing than the one which had preceded it. A black jaguar, shouted Topsy excitedly.

Starting point is 03:54:52 Have a care all of you. Harry must have hit him for he's bolted into the undergrowth. We shall have to be wary, for if he's lying in wait, he will spring out on someone as we ride by, and woe to the person on whom he springs. The jaguar had disappeared from view, but Shag's angry attitude bespoke his near proximity. Topsy had to speak sternly to the dog to prevent him springing forward in the track of the savage beast, a blow from whose paw she knew well would finish Shag's career forever and apart from the great love which she bore the faithful animal.

Starting point is 03:55:29 His life was too valuable to the success of the expedition to permit of his courting the great danger of a personal encounter with the jaguar. Now what was to be done? To advance would be rash, to remain. all huddled together on the narrow track impossible. In this dilemma, Pinyone came to the rescue. During his sojourn amongst the trout-os, he had seen these people attack both the jaguar and the Puma, and he determined to copy their tactics on this occasion. Dismounting from his horse, he handed the reins to Anui, and taking his spear out of its rest in the saddle, as well as two short javelin-looking darts,

Starting point is 03:56:11 he walked boldly forward in front of the growling shag. Then he began to limp as if in pain, and to moan pitifully, keeping, however, a sharp lookout in all directions for the sign, which he knew would shortly appear. It came at last in the shape of two gleaming balls of fire, which showed all the more vividly that they were encased in the gloom of the thick forest. Then at once Pignonez sprang to attention, knowing well that the gleaming balls were the jaguar's eyes,

Starting point is 03:56:43 and that if he did not strike quickly, the savage beast would do so instead. Like lightning, the young Kaseke drew himself up and poised his darts, one after the other in quick succession, hurling them with full force at the two gleaming lights. Then he grasped his spear and sprang forward, for the darts aimed by a master's hand, had struck straight home into the jaguar's, eyes. With a savage cry of agony and fury, the poor brute reared himself up, every claw distended and gnashing

Starting point is 03:57:19 his teeth in mad fury, while his tail swept his sides with dull thuds terrible to hear. Yet, even as he alighted with a crash amongst the undergrowth from which he had just sprung, Pignon's spears struck straight home into his heart and passing right through his body pinned him tightly to the earth. A shudder ran through his form as he gave one feeble wriggle and then lay still. That is how the Trouco kill the lione, the Indian observed coolly as the rest pressed forward to congratulate him on his prowess. What? The Troucos have darts, have they? inquired Lady Vane in some surprise. "'Not so,' replied Pinyone,

Starting point is 03:58:07 "'but they have arrows, "'which they shoot into the brute's eyes, "'even as I flung the darts, "'and then they advance and stab their victim "'with their golden knives. "'It is of them that Pignone "'learned to kill the lioné in this wise.' "'Are there many of these black jaguars about Pinyone?

Starting point is 03:58:29 "'Inquired Topsie as she knelt beside the splendid beast "'and smooth its soft, glossy skin, "'It's the second black jaguar that I've ever seen. "'Alas, the first one was under circumstances sad enough.' "'Do not talk of it, Topsy!' exclaimed Harry hastily. "'He could never bear reference being made to the day "'when, as we have read in the Young Castaways, "'his imprudence brought about the death of his ancient relative,

Starting point is 03:58:57 "'Sir Harry Vane, the hermit of the Andes.' "'Of course, a halt had to be called, while two of the brave skinned and cut up the lionae, a name which the Indians give alike to pumas and jaguars. In point of fierceness, however, the two animals cannot be compared, the latter being far in a way the most dangerous to encounter, being more powerful, more determined,

Starting point is 03:59:24 and brave than their yellow, Con Freres. They had been riding almost continuously for five hours and the sun was beginning to get low, so that when the jaguar had been skinned and cut up and his meat divided amongst the Indians, it was decided to halt in the very next clearing reached, which was sure to be provided with one of the numerous torrents that hurled their waters forward to the valley far below. They were not long before they came upon one of them,

Starting point is 03:59:55 and then the horses were unsaddled and picketed amongst the rich grass, which they thoroughly appreciated, to have turned them loose would have been dangerous, for the Indian horse has a proclivity for finding his way home, besides which, if a herd of wild horses crossed his path, there would be no hope of ever seeing him again. Freddie, Willie, and Mary, to whom this wild forest life was quite new, worked hard to make a comfortable bivouac. They collected wood and helped to light the fires, fetched water from the torrent, got out the machet from the pack settles, and made themselves extremely useful. Meat was put on to boil, and soon the whole party were enjoying their evening

Starting point is 04:00:41 meal. Then the Indians coiled themselves up in their fur robes, lit their pipes preparatorily, to seeking repose. Centries or watchers had to be set, and Pignone offered to take the first watch along with Aniwi and Sir Francis. Topsie thought this a good opportunity to prefer a request. Pignon, she said, if we sit around this fire, will you tell me the story of your captivity amongst the Troucos? Hurrah! shouted Harry,

Starting point is 04:01:14 as Pinyone gravely assented. End of Chapter 16, read by Jennifer Victoria. Section 17 of Annie Lee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Librevox recording. All Librevox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org.

Starting point is 04:01:51 After our bonds were loosened and we were relieved from our helpless position by being untied from the trees, as may be imagined, began Pinoen. We thought that we had been delivered by friends on tearing the bandages from our hours, eyes, however, our horror was deep and intense when we saw ourselves surrounded by quite 20 tall hairy beings, who taking us by the hands made us enter the dreaded forest. At first we tried

Starting point is 04:02:24 resistance. We might as well have wrestled with a granite rock for the trocos, as at once we knew them to be, were strong as the mountains before us. There was no resisting them and no hope of escape. We spoke to them in our language, but they did not reply, and we notice that they never addressed each other, save in a kind of rumbling sound, like the low rippling of a running stream. It was not speech at all, merely what I have described it to be, but nothing more. For hours we travel through the forest, now coming upon tracks made by wild horses, were wild cattle and nun struggling through the dense underwood, which in parts grew so thick that it was almost impassable.

Starting point is 04:03:15 I and Kostra could not go to the pace which our captors adopted, and both giving way to fatigue and despair, felt prone upon the earth. We expected rough treatment, probably death, but were surprised when two of the trocos lifted us into their arms as I would lift a feather, and bore us gently over the rough ground, giving us apples to suck,

Starting point is 04:03:43 an arrow carry us to gnaw. With which we allied our hunger and our thirst, both of which had for some time made themselves uncomfortably felt. And thus we traveled for the greater part of the day. Towards sunset, however, we emerged into a plateau, very similar in appearance to Trocos rest,

Starting point is 04:04:09 and here we came in sight of a number of huts formed out of stakes stuck in the ground and fastened in all round with the green bows and leaves of the arrow carrier. A great many trocos were seated in and about these huts, and numberless young Trocos gambolds and played around. Some were climbing trees and pelting their playmates with canones. Others were shooting with tiny bows and arrows

Starting point is 04:04:40 at marks made out of broad leaves fastened to the stems of the trees that everywhere dotted the plateau profusely. Many of the hairy creatures appear to be busily engaged sewing together skins, and I noticed that they used thick gold-looking needles, which I afterwards made out to be of pure gold, while their thread consisted of the twisted fiber they obtained from a tree,

Starting point is 04:05:10 which until I entered into these trocal realms I had never seen before. On perceiving us, they all jumped up and came running to meet us, crowding round us and cooing softly, many showing their white teeth and laughter, and apparently pleased surprise. They smoothed us gently with their furry hands and offered us pinones and Erocarius to eat, but I and Kestral longed for meat and cast our eyes around to see if we could perceive any. Then we saw that there were large strips of it hanging from the trees, and we pointed to it and made signs that we would like some.

Starting point is 04:05:55 They understood us at once, and one of them a big, a big, powerful, female climbed up one of these trees and brought us down two good-sized lumps. As there was no sign of a fire in any direction, we concluded that they knew not the art of obtaining light, and we were therefore eat the meat raw, washing its somewhat hard substance down with a draft of water from a torrent, which flowed by the huts in close proximity. No sooner had the sun sunk behind the green groves of Aracharius, then all the trocos hurried to their huts and curling themselves up within were soon fast asleep. But before we taking herself off, the big woman who had fetched and given us the meat led us, like two children, towards a large hut, and motioned to us to enter.

Starting point is 04:06:54 We did so and found the ground strewn with skins of the wildcat, puma, and sundry other kinds, which at any rate made it soft and warm. We were terribly tired and had no thought of attempting escape that night. Indeed, we felt too despairing and hopeless to wish to do so. yet as I thought of thee, Annie Wee, and here the young Cacic looked lovingly at the pretty face of the youthful warrior queen. My heart felt weighted with a heavy load, and I threw myself face downwards and wept. I love of my heart, they were the first tears almost that have fallen from Pinone's eyes since he played a thoughtless child. Then Costrella braided me for showing such weakness, and I strove to be brave, but the parting in spirit with my Aniwi was terrible, and I felt like one that has entered another world far away from all that his heart loves best. Worn out, however, with fatigue, sleep brought its balm to heal the weary soul, and soon both I and my father had sunk beneath.

Starting point is 04:08:20 its soothing influence. We must have been strangely worried, for the sun shone high above our heads when I opened my eyes the next day. My father still lay sleeping and looked so still and worn that I grew alarmed and sought to arouse him. At my touch, he sprang to his feet with a loud cry, his eyes staring wildly before him, but as my voice sounded in his ear, he became calm and composed. We looked out of our hut. The trocos were up, about, and busy. Indeed, they seemed unusually so,

Starting point is 04:09:08 for even the children were hurting to and fro with lumps of meat in their hands, which they deposited in a common, heap on the ground. Just outside our hut lay a small mound of rosy-cheeked apples, and close behind these apples were two lumps of meat. The trocos had evidently put them there for our use. Before eating, we went outside to the stream and washed all over in its cool waters, and then refreshed, we made a meal on a few of the apples and part of the meat. We saw several of the trocos watching us,

Starting point is 04:09:49 but they did not interfere with our movements until I and my father walked towards the forest, and then several of them followed us hastily, and taking us by the hands, led us back to the huts. There could be no longer any doubt that we were closely watched, and that the trocos did not intend to give us a chance to escape. A few minutes after this occurred, I saw several of these hairy beings select each a piece of meat from the aforementioned

Starting point is 04:10:24 heap and start off in the direction of the forest. In small groups, the whole encampment did likewise, and we were led along by the same trocos with its superintendent our movements the day before. And thus another sun went on its course, while the long cavalcade traveled swiftly, through the forest, the men and the women carrying the children when they tired, as our guards did likewise by us. That night we encamped in the pleasant valley, through which ran a gurgling streams, which made its way towards the distant mountains. There were no huts, and we lay in the open under the shelter of a great tree. All the children cuddled together, and around them

Starting point is 04:11:14 lay their parents in a similar manner. As for ourselves, we were put next to the children, doubtless with a view to prevent any attempt to escape. With dawn, everyone arose and trooped down to the stream, and every member of the party washed therein. Then we ate pinones, apples, and meat, after which we started on our journey once again. We made a very long march that day, and it was getting dark when we entered a wooded plain, heavy with the scent of flowers, and crossing it arrived on the banks of a broad river which flowed northwards. Several large rafts were moored to the land, and on them lay a pile of apples, Orocarius, and Pinoon.

Starting point is 04:12:09 There were several troco huts standing along the banks, and when we arrived, two or three strange figures came out of them leaning on sticks. They were exactly like the trocos in build and make, save that their fur was pure white all over, instead of brown as the others were, and their eyes, instead of being dark and languishing, were pink. albinos exclaimed topsy quickly trocho albinos at first we took them for very old people of the trocho species continued pinone gravely but we soon saw that they were young enough yet the brown-haired trocos appeared to regard them with respect for they all prostrated themselves and raised their hands above their heads suddenly and apparently From amidst the snow crags that towered far above, a clear bell-like note rang forth. At once, the strange white figures raised the staves which they carried and pointed to the sky, and then the trocos fell flat again and made obeisance to the unseen galichu.

Starting point is 04:13:32 Both I and my father were seized with great awe, and we raised our hands to our foreheads, and saluted the spirit that apparently reigned over these scenes and these people in order to propitiate him and shield ourselves against evil. Then the white trocos retired to their huts. We formed a circle, and after we had eaten, retired to rest in exactly the same manner as we had done the night before. When morning came, every troco arose as usual, and going down to the river's edge plunged in. They swam with long, powerful strokes, and kept their chests high out of the water as they did so. Both I and Castral followed their example, and the swim greatly refreshed us. I noticed that the white trocos did not enter the water. yet as their fur was extremely white,

Starting point is 04:14:35 I have no doubt but that they bathed at other times. When we had bathed we ate and then everyone began to crowd upon the rafts. The children all seated themselves in the center, their elders round them, leaving a free space on either side for the trocos, whose duty it was to propel the wraps forward. This they did by means of long poles, tipped at the end with gold.

Starting point is 04:15:06 On each side of the raft, a male and female troco took their stand and dipping their poles into the water, pressed them to the bottom, and then walking along the raft, pushed her up against the street. The strength of these trocos must have been very evenly balanced, where they kept the head of the wrap as straight as an arrow flies. As we left the banks, the white trocos stood thereon with their staves raised and cooing like doves. It was thus I saw them standing as we glided from their midst, with the forest trees sweeping the dark pool river on either side.

Starting point is 04:15:49 We saw several strange sights that day, a large black-headed swan, was sighted up the stream, and two trocos were landed to stock it along the banks, while the rafts were kept close to the shore. A troco on either side, stealing like snakes through the long grass, was a curious vision, and in spite of our downcast thoughts, both I and Castral could not but watch it with interest. Suddenly, and at the same moment, the creeping hairy, beings uprose themselves, startling the great white bird, who spread his wings and began to soar aloft. The next moment, two golden-headed arrows winged their flight and the lordly king

Starting point is 04:16:41 of the weathery-feathered tribe fell dead to rise no more. His great white body floated down the stream towards the rafts and was drawn on board one of them. the hunters retook their places thereon and the journey was continued. We traveled on for many miles after this. The heat was terrific and the trocos, perceiving that I and Castral were overcome by it, gave us some branches of green leaves with which to shield ourselves from the sun's rays. Beneath their grateful shelter, we both laid down and fell asleep. I was awakened by loud and blood-curdling yells,

Starting point is 04:17:28 and springing to my feet beheld a scene of weird and fantastic horror. Dancing along the banks and springing from tree to tree were a crowd of dark hairy creatures, burying the shape of men. Like the trocos, they were furry all over, but that was all. They lacked the fine, powerful build, the shapely body, the well-formed head, the large dark eyes, and splendid teeth of this people.

Starting point is 04:18:04 Unlike them, they were no cheripas of fur around the loins. Their faces were black and skinny, their teeth sharp and pointed, their eyes small and gleaming. Their noses were merely two holes in a slight bridge, and in their hands they carried thick clubs, which they brandished above their heads. End of Chapter 17. Chapter 18 of Annie Wey or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libre Vox recording. All LibraVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit.

Starting point is 04:18:52 Leaprovox.org. The demons of the Andes exclaimed Harry and Topsy in one breath. And then the girl added, The same as killed poor Miriam Vane and James Outram in the great gold mind of Orr. When our uncle Harry told us of them, we used to call them trocos, which now, to all appearance,

Starting point is 04:19:19 they are not, but far more appropriately termed demons of the Andes. She made this remark to Sir Francis and Lady Vane and the others addressing them in English. Then turning to Pinone, she inquired, These were surely not trocos. No, answered Pinone decidedly. For the trocos are human.

Starting point is 04:19:48 These were fiends, raging monsters, with all the thirst of wild beasts for blood. But the river was broad, and they had no other weapons than their clubs, so as long as we kept in midstream, they could not reach us. At the length, however, the trocos appeared to get impatient, where their men and women all arose, unslung their bows, and fitted a golden-tipped arrow in each string. The big woman, to whom I've already alluded, now appeared to assume command, for she marshaled them into line and signed to the men with the pulls to keep the rafts stationary. Then she raised her bow, and aiming at one of the yelling monsters on the bank, sent the shaft winging at him. Next moment, a wild shriek rent the air as the blackfeet relaxed his grasp of the branch to which he had been clinging,

Starting point is 04:20:59 and crashing through the leafy bows came with a dull thud to the ground. the gold-headed arrow having penetrated the center of his forehead. As he fell, 20 arrows winged their deadly flight, and five fiends bit the dust. Two, after struggling for a moment or two, stretched their limbs out with a shudder and lay still. But the other three sprang up and darted away into the forest, shrieking hideously and grasping with both hands the arrows which stuck into their bodies.

Starting point is 04:21:42 This attack seemed to discourage and overaw the others, for they all took to the trees and admits the chorus of weird cries and general hubbub sprang from branch to branch and disappeared. Then several trocos landed to recover their arrows, from the bodies of the slain, which they lifted up and hurled into the water. The dead fiends sank almost immediately after immersion in a flood of bubbles

Starting point is 04:22:16 and eddying whirlpools. All that day and for several days after it, we worked up the Great River on these rafts with little or nothing occurring to break the dull monotony of the journey. And ever as we went, my heart and that of my father beat heavy with a great load, as we thought of the beloved country, daily getting further away, and of all that it contained for which our spirits yearned.

Starting point is 04:22:52 One evening as the red sun pierced the trees and bathed the sluggish river in its rosy light, We rounded a wide bend thereof and came suddenly in view of a great troco village. We could see hundreds of hairy forms moving to and fro and children running races along the banks. At once the little ones on the rafts sprang up and began to clap their furry hands, while their large soft eyes were suffused with happiness, and they should, showed their white teeth in broad grins. The racing children on the river's bank at once came to a standstill and then rushed crowding down to the water's edge.

Starting point is 04:23:43 At the same time, a large number of trocos hurried forward apparently to welcome the newcomers, judging by the smiles and loud cooings that took place. As their eyes fell upon myself and my father, they dilated with wonder and curiosity. And when the rafts touched the shore and we landed, the crowd which collected around us became quite dense. They smoothed us and patted us and offered us fruit,

Starting point is 04:24:20 the like of which we had never seen before. These fruits were like a lot of round ball, of a rich, dark, purple color, luscious, sweet, and refreshing. They had no stones or pips in them and clustered together in great bunches on the same stock. I afterwards saw a similar kind of fruit

Starting point is 04:24:45 growing in profusion in a big open plain, only this latter was of a pale, transparent green. Monster grapes, ejaculated Harry. Wouldn't you like to be amongst them, Mary? Of course I should. And so would you, you greedy boy, laughed the girl archly. Come now, don't interrupt Pinone, said Lady Vain reprovingly. This account is really most strange and wonderful.

Starting point is 04:25:20 At length, continued the cassock. The crowd separated, and, made way apparently for someone. It was the big woman whom I have spoken of. She was a very fine specimen, tall as the tallest of the men, with graceful, well-formed limbs, splendidly proportioned, and evidently possessed of immense strength. Her eyes were magnificent, and she had the most perfect row of teeth which I have ever beheld. Her word appeared to be implicitly obeyed, or I should rather say, her gestures, for, as I have already remarked, these people do not talk. She advanced towards us, and coming between us, gave each of us a hand, and in this manner,

Starting point is 04:26:18 led us up towards the village which stood not far away. Then Mertrokos trooped up to stare, but she waved them off and motioned to us to enter a large roomy hut, capable of holding some 20 people with ease. It was like a toldaria, fully entirely covered in with bows and leaves instead of skins. On the ground was stretched some splendid,

Starting point is 04:26:48 jaguar and pumifers fastened by gold pegs into the earth and in the corner lay heaps of the soft furry cocoona skins to be used as we surmised for couches. As we entered the troco queen gave a sharp shrill whistle and immediately a number of trocos came running up to the hut moving her hands in quick gestures. She cooed loudly, whereupon they hastened away, returning shortly afterwards, with a bundle of dry moss, some sticks, several logs of wood, and some meat. We watched them curiously, and were surprised to see them set the moss, sticks, and wood as if for lighting, and cluster around the whole erection in the circle. Suddenly we heard two or three sharp clicks, then smoke began to arise.

Starting point is 04:27:55 In a few minutes, the moss flared up, ignited the sticks, and soon a cheery blaze burst forth. The Troko retired, and the furry queen looked at us triumphantly from out her large dark eyes. We took advantage of this fire to cook the meat. which the fire lighters had left lying beside it, and when it was sufficiently roasted, drew forth our knives and began to cut it up. At the sight of these knives, the queen cooled loudly and came close up to examine them,

Starting point is 04:28:36 her eyes dilating with wonder and astonishment. Feeling in a slit or pocket in the fur cherrupa, which surrounded her loins, She drew forth a gold-bladed knife, set strongly in a piece of very black wood, and held it up for us to look at. I reached forward and laid my own against hers, an act which pleased her greatly, for she laughed pleasantly and showed her beautiful teeth. After this she watched us eat her meat and then sent for fruit,

Starting point is 04:29:16 which was piled up outside our hut. As the sun went down, every trocal made for the huts, dived into them, and for the night, were seen no more. Our furry queen motioned to us to enter the one assigned for our use, while she disappeared into an adjoining one of her own. It was clear that after sunset, we were not to be permitted liberty outside these huts. For I and Castral going out to look around,

Starting point is 04:29:53 several trocos thrust her heads out of some small huts which surrounded the queen's residence and made vigorous signs for us to re-enter our own at once, an order which we reluctantly obeyed. Every morning these trocos assembled together, and stood in long straight rows awaiting the queen's approach. Then she would issue from her hut, make signs to some of them, who at once formed into a party and disappeared into the forest.

Starting point is 04:30:29 Others would go forth to the open plain with strange tools made out of pure gold. Others would start away with their bows and arrows, while some would take to the rafts and propel them to upstream. A few would remain in camp and busy themselves with skin sewing, skin curing, arrow and bow-fashioning, and other occupations. But I notice that at all things, the men and women shared alike, fought side by side, enjoyed their simple pleasures in each other's country. as well as in their daily toil.

Starting point is 04:31:13 Then I thought of thee, Aniwi, and all that thou hadst driven to teach thy for known as to the rights of the Indian women to share alike in all things with the men. And I saw how wisely thou had spoken, for the trocos are a happy people, and I rarely saw a disagreement amongst them. His sun had made many strides through the heavens, the trocos would return, some carrying large

Starting point is 04:31:49 bundles and blocks of wood, others green branches, those with the strange implements, brought them back covered with earth, and washed them in the river. And I afterwards learnt that they used them for turning over the soil of the plain, in which they planted the shrub that produced the great bunches of ball-like fruit. Then the Cherokos, who had gone forth with the bows and arrows, would return bringing dead birds, sometimes foxes, and a puma, at other times vicuna or deer, and also, but this rarely, a jaguar. As for the rafts, they always remained away a day or two, But when they returned, they brought large stores of gold quartz, sometimes lumps of pure gold.

Starting point is 04:32:48 These the children unloaded from the rafts, washed in the river, and carried to a big heap, piled up upon the bank, beside which a large fire was often lit, and around which men and women busied themselves in heating the gold and beating it, when red-hot into various shapes. such as knives, arrow, and spearheads, implements to till the ground with and other strange devices. On several occasions, the queen accompanied the rafts up the stream and took us with her. On the first occasion, after a journey of two days, we emerged from the thick forest

Starting point is 04:33:33 and came suddenly in view of several caves running earthwards from some high cliffs. Up these, the rafts were guided until we could go no further, and then the trocos landed and soon began hammering away at the rocks inside, detaching large masses and breaking them up into smaller lumps,

Starting point is 04:34:00 which they piled upon the rafts. Thus we learned how these people came by their gold, and no longer wondered why they used it for everything. There seemed to be no end to the rich store which they possessed. It was when returning from our first expedition to these caves that I and Kostral first learned and witnessed the manner in which the trocos attacked and slew the jaguar. We were floating lazily downstream with our cargo of gold

Starting point is 04:34:36 and lying at ease in the sun when the Queen Trocos suddenly clapped her hands and pointed towards the forest. Looking in that direction, neither I nor Castral could make out anything, but we noticed that the Trocos were visibly excited. In a moment, the Queen had possessed herself of her bows and arrows

Starting point is 04:35:03 and had signed to the raftsmen to push the raft inland. They obeyed and she had once sprang on shore, the trocos again pushing out into midstream. Then the queen bent herself double and began moaning in a strange way, as if she were wounded and suffered pain, all the time keeping her head turned towards the forest. Suddenly she reared her.

Starting point is 04:35:33 from her stooping attitude and fixing an arrow in her bow shot into the thickest portion thereof a roar followed her act and a great crashing sounded loudly amongst the undergrowth but quick as lightning another arrow winged its fatal shaft and the next moment a splendid jaguar sprung into the open with both arrows sticking in its eyes, he staggered about gnashing his teeth and lashing his tail. But while doing so, his assailant, protected by his lost vision, stole up to his side and aiming an arrow at the region of the heart drew the bow. Bearing straight up on end in the same manner as did the one I lately killed, the great beast fell back with a crash. and stretched out his limbs with a quiver to stir no more. It was a black-ringed jaguar. Thus our life sped on amidst these strange people,

Starting point is 04:36:48 the queen took us on hunting expeditions and was our constant companion, but Castral and I yearned for our beautiful land, and we had made up our minds to try and escape. With the account of how we sought to regain our liberty Of our flight, the chase, Recapture, and subsequent sufferings, I will close this tale of mine

Starting point is 04:37:14 Where the night is drawing on See how the ghostly Andes green in the moonlight Inviting Man to Rest End of Chapter 18 Chapter number 19 of Annoisse of Anouyee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 04:37:47 For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Anthony Stock. Anli or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 19. Talking over the question of escape, I and Custral had decided that we should make the attempt the very next time the Trocco Queen took us with her to the gold caves. We had noticed in our previous visits that the river flowed onwards due south, but that it narrowed considerably at this point, and seemed to pass through a thick, almost impenetrable jungle.

Starting point is 04:38:28 It appeared to us that if we could gain this jungle, unperceived, we might lie concealed therein, with a faint hope of escaping detection. The chance seemed, of course, forlorn, and yet we judged that it was worthwhile to risk it. It was terrible to see the months flying by, and to know that we had, in all probability, been given up on, as dead by all those who we loved. And therefore, we resolved to make the attempt come what might.

Starting point is 04:38:59 Our opportunity came sooner than we anticipated. I must explain that the Trocco village was free, frequently attacked by the black fiends who had offered us battle on the way up the river. A few days before the time, I'm alluding to, they had invaded the Trachos territory in large numbers, but had been repulsed with great slaughter, and had retired, taking away with them many wounded comrades. These frequent combats had used up not a few of the Trachos arrows, and more gold was required in consequence to wait and point the new ones. which had been hastily fashioned to replace the lost ones. Our hearts beat high with hope and excitement.

Starting point is 04:39:42 Therefore, when the queen beckoned to us one morning to accompany her on the raft, which had been debuted to go upstream in search of more gold, we hastened to her side with more than usual alacrity, which seemed to please her vastly, for she gave several happy laughs and cooed gently for a considerable time afterwards. She had been very kind to us. In truth, had this Taracco Queen, most solicitous for our comforts,

Starting point is 04:40:11 and especially tender and gentle towards myself, whom she seemed to view with more than ordinary favor and to make a special pet of, indeed, though my heart was far away, I could not help a pang of regret shooting through it. When I looked at this strange, beautiful-eyed being, and thought to myself that before long I should have passed out of her presence,

Starting point is 04:40:33 forever. Anui, I know, will not grudge that thought, which was more an expression of gratitude than anything else. For though she held us captives, she had always shown us kindness and extreme gentleness. And it seemed to me on this journey that she was more than usually kind. Often when we passed a fine fruit tree, she would have the raft taken in shore, herself, land, and choose from the tree the best of the fruit, which she had always brought and handed to me with a kind light shining in her dark eyes. The idea of watching us closely seemed to have left her, and she had entirely gotten over her suspicion as to our desire to escape. When we arrived at the gold cave, she would let us wander along the banks of the river without setting at Troco to watch us, as she had formerly done. Everything appeared

Starting point is 04:41:27 ripe, therefore, for our escape, and after we had been at the gold cave for two days, we determined to make the attempt that night. We were supposed to drop silently into the river, swim the opposite bank, follow it as far as possible, and plunge into the jungle at the first sign of pursuit. It wanted a few hours to midnight when we rose silently from our beds of skins within the gold cave. The trachos were all curled up, fast asleep, and the queen lay close by. And the queen lay close by, breathing gently with her ebony lips slightly apart, showing her white teeth. Her graceful head was pillowed on her arm, and her dark eyes were fast closed. Very quietly we entered the water and struck out quickly,

Starting point is 04:42:13 emerging into the river some 40 yards away from the cave. The stream flowed sluggishly, and we had no difficulty in gaining the opposite bank. How my heartbeat as I thought of thee and liberty, Anui, How I prayed the good Golichu to help us and shield us from recapture. We set off along the riverbank as hard as we could, and traveled on in this wise till daylight, often looking back to see if we could perceive any signs of trachos, for we knew them to be speechless, and therefore thought that the pursuit would be conducted in pure silence. We slacked our thirst by the river

Starting point is 04:42:56 And appeased our hunger on pinyos and apples gathered by the way Which were very refreshing About midday we entered the forest and lay down to snatch a short rest In doing so we both fell fast asleep Overcome by the heat and the fatigue of our hasty journey When we awoke the sun was still shining brightly But it evidently moved several hours on in its course since we had lain down. We jumped up quickly, and, as if impelled by a sudden sense of fear,

Starting point is 04:43:28 hastily continued our flight, almost without addressing a word to each other. My father was stiff and foot-sore. And our Rachunian is not accustomed to much traveling on foot, and I could see that he suffered severely, but he was too brave to acknowledge it, and worked his utmost to keep up a uniform pace, for we knew that should the trocos track us, they would move quicker than we. Sun Down found us still moving on, but my father limped wearily, and my heart was torn on his behalf. I too, young and vigorous as I was, began to feel the weight of fatigue and to long for rest. We'd begun to discuss the advisability of halting, when suddenly, faint and far away in the background, the sharp sound of a trumpet note came floating to our ears.

Starting point is 04:44:22 Custrel looked at me with a great fear in his eyes, for both he and I knew once the sound came. Now it was not the first time that he had heard that sound. It was the only sound which the trocos made use of, and then only on the battlefield, or in the midst of danger, or an expression of anger. Undoubtedly, Therefore, they were on our track.

Starting point is 04:44:47 and were in full pursuit. The knowledge that this was so gave fresh zest to our tired frames. My father would not hear of halting, assuring me that he could go still many miles, and increasing his pace into a run. Pressing through the thick brushwood, which now almost swept the water's edge,

Starting point is 04:45:08 we came suddenly on a branch in the river, and beheld the main part of it, leading straight for the mountains, hemmed in on our either side by, a dark deep gorge, the sides of which towering high above us. The other offshoot flowed towards the plains but had no banks and was completely canopied by forest trees. We halted to discuss the situation. To follow the last branch would be impossible, and only two ways remained open to us. One was to scale the steep gorge to our left,

Starting point is 04:45:42 which in our present weary condition seemed impractical. The other upper way of the upper way. The other was to follow the dark river that flowed towards the mountains. We felt that the latter alternative was the only one, and decided it accordingly. Thus, as we pressed on, we came suddenly upon a tiny bay in the river, and in the bay was moored of raft, with a bunch of paddles laying upon it. You may judge of our surprise, half joy, half fear, for the raft might betokened the presence of man, or that the tribe from which we were flying. We at once determined to take possession of the raft and paddle up the river, and accordingly boarded her without delay.

Starting point is 04:46:27 She appeared, on examination, to have laid a long time unused, for moss and clinging lichen clung to her, and the thong that bound her to the land was rotting fast. It had all the appearance of an old lasso. Cutting it close to the knot, we launched the raft into the stream, and each taking a paddle began to paddle vigorously up the sluggish river. As we advanced, we congratulated ourselves on having elected to travel by water instead of land, for the banks frequently ran into the sheer cliff, which would have made progress on foot impossible. We paddled on until human nature could support the strain no longer, and we were forced to desist. But we had reached a comparatively safe position,

Starting point is 04:47:13 for the rocks on either side had risen to a great height, and above us, sheer precipices looked down. While there were no banks or shore along which our pursuers could pass, climbing plants of great thickness grew down the sides, and to one of these we made fast the raft, and throwing ourselves face downwards thereon fell at once into a profound slumber. How long we lay unconscious? I know not. It might have been a night and part of a day.

Starting point is 04:47:43 It might have been for nights and days, but when I opened my eyes, my limbs were numbed and powerless, blistered and shrivelled by the sun, which makes me incline to the belief that our sleep had been heavy and prolonged. Custral lay stretched beside me, still faced downwards. Though, as I was lying on my back, I must have turned into the position during sleep, but what immediately fixed my attention was the sight that I viewed above.

Starting point is 04:48:12 On the edge of the precipice, which frowned down upon us, I beheld several trachal forms, one of which lay motionless at full length and peering over me. This one was the tracho queen. I groaned aloud and tried to move my arms, but they were useless. Then I lifted up my voice and shouted to castrel. He never moved, but I felt that the action of shouting restored feeling to my limbs, so I kept on at it. Gradually, and by degrees, my powers came back to me.

Starting point is 04:48:46 and I was able to rise. I then turned my attention to my father. I found him, numbed in the same way I had been, but by dint of rubbing his limbs, circulation was brought back, and he was able to stand on his feet. Then I told him how we were being watched from above, and we deliberated again on the course to be followed.

Starting point is 04:49:07 There was only one to adopt, and that was to continue to follow the river. It might happen that the cliffs would become more accessible, in which case we could scale the left side and thus put the deep gorge between ourselves and our pursuers. As we prepared to start, a strange thing happened. The trocco queen had risen and stretched out her arms towards me as though imploring me to come to her. As if to entice me, she threw me several splendid apples. A happy thought struck me, and I clapped my hands in the same way as I had seen the trocos do when they were pleased,

Starting point is 04:49:45 and held out my hands as if pleading for more. She understood and threw more down, adding to them some fine arukarias. I continued my gestures in apparent prayer in the mute language of her tribe and to we had stacked a fine supply. Then we both resumed our paddles and our toil upstream.

Starting point is 04:50:08 At the sight of this, she uttered a loud trumpet, note of anger, and followed along the precipitous edge holding out her arms and again singing to us to come to her. And thus for several days we traveled, she and her followers, never losing sight of us for a moment. When we anchored and slept, they took up their positions on the cliff above,

Starting point is 04:50:30 for they had clearly no intention of abandoning the pursuit. One evening, after a more than usually hard day's toil, we sighted a tiny miniature raft tied to the land, for narrow banks on either side had reappeared, though the cliffs still prevented escape. Above the raft was a small plateau bank covered with flowers and creeping plants, a perfect fairy nook,

Starting point is 04:50:55 as if the hand of man had given it to special care. The tiny raft mystified us, but we determined to exchange it for the heavier one, and after spending the night amidst the flowers, we resumed our journey on the mysterious raffling, but we did not go far. We had barely paddled an hour when a bend in the river opened a fresh scene to our view.

Starting point is 04:51:18 Ahead of us yawned a wide-open cave. The stream, which had narrowed considerably, came to an end. The road was barred against all further outlets of escape. We stared at each other, despair in our eyes. Harry and Topsy had for some minutes been looking at each other. As Pignon paused, the latter exclaimed, "'Good heavens, Harry! It must have been the great gold mine of or...

Starting point is 04:51:47 End of chapter 19. Read by Anthony Stock, Bellingham, Washington, December 12th, 2022. Section 20 of Anui or the Warrior Queen. This is a Librevox recording. All Libre Fox recordings are in the public domain. For my information or to volunteer, please visit LibreVox.org. read by simona russo annie or the warrior queen by florence dixie chapter twenty how know you that it was a gold mine inquired pinone visibly surprised at topsies exclamation because pinone answered the girl by your descriptions we recognize the place it was this mine that we visited with the old men of the andes and it was there he died he lies buried in the bank of

Starting point is 04:52:43 which you mentioned, and where you found a little raft. You remember when we rejoined you in the Andes two years ago? And all we told you, well, that is the very river up which I and my brother voyaged. Wonderful, mused the Indian. The medicine of the great Gualichu is inscrutable. A, truly it was a gold mine, stacked with piles of precious stuff. When I and Custral perceived how this cave, terminated, we determined to enter and explore it, and to see if by any chance there was an outlet

Starting point is 04:53:20 of escape from within it. On bringing the raft up to the opening, we found that the river ran in part of the way, and the cave was dark, save for a small blue light at the end. We made our raft safe to some creepers, and entered whereupon the queen trochel, sent forth an angry trumpet note from above. In entering, we stepped up to our chiripas in water, but as we advanced it grew shallower and shallower, and soon barely covered our feet. We made towards the blue light at the far end, which on reaching turned out to come from a huge white fissure in the roof of the cave, which opened into two separate compartments, one on the right, the other on the left. To reach this ladder, we had to follow the stream of water issuing from the cave

Starting point is 04:54:15 and suddenly came upon the river's source. A huge deep pool lay in the center of this compartment, fed from a mountain torrent that came dashing from the rocks above with sullen roar. And all around the pool lay lumps of gold, some big, some small, in thousands and thousands. But why describe it? Have not your eyes feasted? already on those wonders. With feelings of mixed astonishment and awe,

Starting point is 04:54:44 we gave ourselves up to a thorough search of the cave, examining every nook and corner, to see if escape was possible without detection from the trocos. We were busily employed in this work, when above the roar of the cataract a strange rumbling made itself heard. We paused and listened. The rumbling increased and quickly developed into a crue. rushing sound, as if the trees of the forest were being uprooted and hurled below with terrific

Starting point is 04:55:15 violence. Outside, we could hear the shrieking wind and hissing rain, and we knew that a frightful tornado had burst upon us. We were congratulating ourselves upon being safely protected from its fury, and were peering into a small cave-like a percher in the rock, when a grinding sound above our heads made us look upwards. As I did so, the blood froze in my veins, but I retained sufficient presence of mine to seize my father and push him into the little cave which we had been examining and to follow him myself with as much speed as possible. Only just in time, though, as a huge rock came crushing down upon the spot where in a second before we had been standing. For a few minutes, we were too dazed by the danger from which we had escaped to notice that we stood in a

Starting point is 04:56:08 situation of extreme peril, in comparison with which death would indeed have been preferable. But it quickly dawned upon us, as we saw all exit from our place of refuge barred by the huge rock which had fallen in front of the cavelet's mouth. Then, indeed, the whole horror of our position faced us, as does the grinning skull of the dead, and we felt that we were doomed. we should die of slow hunger and thirst, with food not as stones throw away, with the sound of rushing water in our ears, and with tons of gold before us. Ah, it was terrible, in those hours of suffering my father's raven hair turned grey. As if to mock us, the huge rock had fallen in such a

Starting point is 04:56:55 way that its sides were jammed against protruding masses of stone either way, and a wide gap opened from below on the outer side, large enough to admit of a big man's head and shoulders. But on our side, the rock rounded to the ground, leaving an aperture only large enough to admit one's hand and arm. Above two, the uneven formation of the fallen block enabled us to look out and see the outer cave, but that was all. Our position was enough to turn the coolest brain mad. Nothing could save us but Herculian strength from outside. which could raise the rocks sufficiently high to enable us to crawl under. Strong men with thick bars might have accomplished this.

Starting point is 04:57:41 Alas, we were far away from human help. In this moment of agony, I bethought me of the Tralco Queen and her followers watched outside, and for the first time felt myself longing for her presence. If she could but behold our plight, I argued to myself, she would assuredly come to our aid. And thus we remained for many hours. My father half stupefied with a magnitude of our misfortune,

Starting point is 04:58:11 while I paced our narrow prison in an agony of suffering and mental pain. I had given up hope. I was contemplating the wisdom of a self-imposed death, for had we not our knives still by us. A vigorous cooing awoke me suddenly from my painful thoughts, The blood rushed to my face with a great joy. It was the troco queen surrounded by her followers, who had traced us to our prison

Starting point is 04:58:39 and who would assuredly devise a method of rescue. I cried out for joy, clapped my hands together, and did all I could to attract her attention to our whereabouts. In this I was successful, and a minute later she stood without the barrier that confined us. The trocos, in spite of the soft furrowinged, on their faces have expressive features. Looking through one of the upper outlets, I could see the Trollco Queen's face pucker with anxiety and perplexity. She laid her hands upon the fallen

Starting point is 04:59:12 rock and tried to move it, but as it budged not so much as a hair's breath. She at once perceived the magnitude of the weight before her and turned to her followers. I saw her point to it, then to the hollow below, then move her arms up and down, as though lifting a great weight. The other trocos cooed, but shook their heads gravely. She stamped her foot and gave vent to a low trumpet note, at the same time waving her arm. Thereupon the other trocos bowed submissively and retired. When they were gone, the queen stretched out her arms towards me and cooed piteously, and I could see tears largest crystals glittering in her splendid eyes.

Starting point is 05:00:00 I never saw them look so soft and gentle before, and for the first time the truth flashed across me that this strange creature loved me. Ah, poor thing! She was soon to prove it, and thus more than ever convinced me of the humanity of the trocal nature. At length, the other trocos returned, bearing enormously thick poles,

Starting point is 05:00:23 roughly hewn from the pinewood tree, whose wood is like iron, and whose resisting powers are remarkable. I at once understood that the queen's idea was to raise the rock from below in such a manner as to enable us to crawl out from beneath. Knowing the wonderful strength of these struggles, I rejoiced greatly, feeling sure now that our freedom at least were certain, and I roused cost-roll to share in my joy. but he only shook his head. The hopes which had flooded me were soon, however, doomed to be shattered. One after the other, the massive poles were inserted and the rock slightly raised, but each time it sought its level again at the expense of the inserted pole,

Starting point is 05:01:09 which its weight snapped asunder. In vain fresh poles were procured and further attempts made to liberate us with no greater success than the first. It soon became apparent that even this powerfully re-reacted, resisting wood was not proof against the enormous weight it had to bear. Then the queen moaned piteously and wrung her hands, presenting a moving picture of real grief. A thought seemed suddenly to strike her, for she pointed to the hollowing the rock and made signs to the other trocos, moving her shoulders up and down. Apparently the proposal horrified them, for they cooed piteously and appeared to reason vigorously

Starting point is 05:01:50 against it. The queen, however, was not to be convinced and shook her head imperiously. I can see her still, as I saw her then, tall and majestic, indeed a queen of power and strength amongst her fellows, a born ruler and leader. She turned once more towards me, her white teeth showing as she smiled gently. There was a look of intense yearning in her dark eyes, which seemed to speak the feelings of her heart. I do not think I read their meaning wrongly in the light of what followed. She knelt down and crawled into the outer aperture, and then across my brain flashed the magnitude of this wild creature's soul sacrifice.

Starting point is 05:02:37 With the Herculean strength with which nature had endowed her, I perceived that she was going to raise the rock on her back and shoulders, thus enabling Kostrol and I to creep forth to freedom, yet assuredly at the expense of her own life. Quick, costral, I cried as I heard the breath of this splendid creature come quick and fast under the influence of enormous exertion. I remember well how I saw the great rock heave up, and the head and shoulders of the queen showed themselves on our side.

Starting point is 05:03:10 She was gasping for breath, and the sinews in her arms stood out like ropes. There was not a second to be lost, Any moment her strength might succumb, and in the act of passing to freedom we should have been crushed to death. Like drowning men clutching at rescue, we threw ourselves down and crawled through the opening to the outer cave. Quastral first, eye following. I sprung to my feet, but as I did so, my heart sank, and a pain passed through it as though a poisoned arrow had transfixed it. for I heard a shriek so sad, so despairing and so pathetic that it almost deprived me of my senses.

Starting point is 05:03:52 It was the first human note I had heard for many a day. Trembling, I turned, dreading to look on what I felt had taken place. It was even so. The Trocco Queen had used the last physical power which she possessed to save my life, but in doing so had succumbed to her brave unscerned. selfish act. Crushed beneath the huge lamp of rock, she lay motionless, the piercing, heart-rending cry having been her last. The sight unnerved me, and I burst into tears. In that moment, much as I loved thee, anyway, I would have given my life to have restored hers to the Troco Queen,

Starting point is 05:04:37 unavailing. She was dead, and her last act had been one of magnificent heroism. The other trocos seemed overcome with terror, staring vacantly the crushed and motionless body of their great queen. No sooner had they recovered, then they seized us and led us hostily from the cave. They put us on the raft and we paddle downstream to where the other one was moored, exchanging on to it, but taking the smaller one in tow. And thence, we drifted on until several days later we reached. the caves once we had effected our escape. From there we proceeded on our journey to the Trocco village, and were at once hurried up to our hut and kept in strict confinement. After this we were never allowed to go out at large, save under the strict guard of several

Starting point is 05:05:33 trocos, and the inhabitants seemed to regard us with horror. We could only divine that in their thoughts they attributed to us the death of the queen. A new chief had evidently been chosen in her place, for he dwelt in her hut, and carried out all the duties which he had formerly undertaken. And many days later, several of the trocos took us on a raft, and we floated down the river, passing the white trocos, and traveling on day after day. At length, we quitted the raft and journeyed on foot through the forest, until we arrived at the spot once we made our last escape.

Starting point is 05:06:14 End of Section 20. Chapter 21 of Aniwi, or The Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information, or to volunteer, please visit Librevox.org. Read by Arnavdornaud. Ani, or The Warrior Queen, by Florence Dixie. Chapter 21

Starting point is 05:06:47 It must have been midnight when Pinyone's solemn chanting voice ceased and the strange story of his own and his father's wonderful adventures amongst the Trico people came to an end. Then he arose from his seed by the fire and arised half a dozen of the Indians bidding them take their turn at watching

Starting point is 05:07:11 and keeping up the fires after which both he and Anui rolling themselves up in their fur cap gave themselves up to sleep. Now, boys and girls, down you lie, and try and get some rest. If indeed the startling story you have heard does not drive sleep from your eyes.

Starting point is 05:07:34 Exclaimed Lady Vane, as she prepared to follow the Indians' example. And the boys and girls obeyed her at once, for fatigue was already beginning to make itself felt on their young frames. But topsy, tired as she was, could not sleep. As she lay on her back, cosily enveloped in her warm fur cap her,

Starting point is 05:07:55 she could see the stars twinkling above her, and the pale moon shining its green light on the distant snow-capped peaks of the Andes, looming against the sky. The dark trees of the forest looked like huge giants in the same fantastic light, and the night wind rustled in their leaves, and enabled imagination to people them with many a laughing elf and fairy. sprite. Then, the girl's eyes wandered to the horses, as they quietly cropped the long grass beneath them, thence to the sleeping forms of her companions, and on to the six watching Indians,

Starting point is 05:08:36 as they sat around the fire, chatting and smoking their pipes, two of the number being cockat and Chawlow. Topsy's brain was busy, and her thoughts were far away. She was thinking of that great gold mine of awe, which had claimed a victim to the arms of death each time that it had been visited. She was thinking of the gallant, large-eyed trico queen, to whose heart had come that feeling of love, which, old since the world began, has aroused many to do and dare for its sake, and her thoughts dwelt lingeringly around the spot, where the brave strange being had died to save the life of the handsome Cacique whom she had loved, not selfishly, but with the ultra-instincts of human nature.

Starting point is 05:09:27 And then she found herself wondering how the expedition on which they had embarked would end, and picturing the great, unknown and untrodden scenes through which they were destined to make their way. Then the firelights danced in her eyes, the figures of the Indians around it grew dim, the weird forest faded from her sight. The stars and moon went out as the wary girl succumbed at length in the arms of refreshing sleep.

Starting point is 05:09:57 When she awoke, the dim grey of first dawn held sway, but soon it became tinged with yellow and red and gold and purple light, as the revolving earth wound on its course to meet the god of day and bathe in his glowing and effulgent warmth. As he appeared rosy and beautiful above the dark forest The sleeping Indians began to open their eyes For with these children of nature Did not this gorgeous lamp herald the birth of a newborn day

Starting point is 05:10:30 In a short time, business and activity, bustle and movement reigned Where all had been peaceful and still First came the mat table And then a general saddling of steeds after which everyone mounted, and headed by Shag, who the journey was recommenced in the same order as the previous day. But not before Sir Francis and Pignone, as leaders of the expedition, had held careful and anxious council,

Starting point is 05:11:02 and thoroughly discussed the proposed search for La Guadier Chica. From what Pinyone had recounted of his experience amongst the tricose, Sir Francis had little doubt in his mind, but that the child had been carried off to the village on the banks of the river where her father and grandfather had so long lived in captivity. In this opinion, the Araucanian Cassec concurred, and he expressed himself as confident of being able to lead the expeditionary party there too. After once gaining the banks of the river, which he had so lately quitted as the Triochose captive,

Starting point is 05:11:43 three days were spent in traversing the forest, and in reaching the borders thereof, which opened onto the plain, through whose basin flowed the sluggish river, which had played so important a part in the fortunes of Harry and Topsie two years previously during their wanderings in Patagonia, when, as young castaways,

Starting point is 05:12:05 they had dromed to that lonely, mysterious land with the Tewelchi Indians and in the girl Anui's company. And a very important part too it had played, in the fortunes of Pinyone, as we have seen. It was therefore, with mixed feelings, that everyone halted and viewed it from afar as it wound its snake-like course through the wooden ranges which gird the bases of the glorious cordierras.

Starting point is 05:12:34 Who vote to race for the river? cried Freddie, appealing to the younger members of the party as they saturdays on their respective steeds. Tired with the slow pace at which they'd been proceeding for the life, last few days, they accepted the challenge. Amidst the laughter of the Indians, in which Sir Francis and Lady Vane cordially joined, our five young friends set off as hard as their horses could gallop. Each desirous of first reaching the river.

Starting point is 05:13:04 It is not wise, remarked Pinyanei gravely, for the Casseeks to leave the main party. If they fell into tricohans, they could not escape. Let us gallop after them. and rejoined them quickly. It was wise advice, and Sir Francis and Lady Vane hastened to adopt it. Next moment, the whole party were thundering across the plain in the wake of the girls and boys, whom Shag, as a matter of course, had accompanied. On reaching the river's banks, Pinyone, at once, declared that he recognised the spot,

Starting point is 05:13:40 and pronounced it to be about 20 or 30 miles due north. of the settlement, where dwelt the half-dozen white-haired trichos. He strongly advised the halt at this juncture and urged the wisdom of constructing a strong raft, upon which, in case of necessity, they could take refuge. As they had axes and an abundance of strong height thongs with them, he declared that the raft could easily be put together in a few days. Sir Francis yielded to this prudent advice. and when not busy lending a hand in its construction,

Starting point is 05:14:19 the young people of the party would amuse themselves by fishing in the river or bathing therein. But Annie Wee sat apart, moody and restless. The loss of a child had grievously affected her spirits, and the anxiety and suspense to which she felt a victim were hard to bear. She strove to be brave, this girl queen, but her heart was grievously torn, and she who could charge in the fiercest battle

Starting point is 05:14:45 ride the wildest of horses, take a foremost part in the most dangerous of sports, found it hard to face the trial which had come to dark in her life. Just at the very moment, when, by the restoration of Pinyone, she had thought her life brimful of promise and good fortune and happiness bright beyond compare. Blancho was a faithful attendant, seldom quitting her side, and Gravial, when not otherwise engaged in serving Pinyone,

Starting point is 05:15:14 would render her many a little service and respectful attention. The young Cassek, too, did all in his power to cheer her and give her hope in the successful issue of the expedition, at the same time assuring her of the kind treatment which the child would receive. This had helped, more than anything else, to raise Anui's spirit from their deep despondency, though suspense still made her moody and sad. One afternoon, the two girls and the three boys were fishing by the river,

Starting point is 05:15:47 when Mary, who was about 50 yards downstream, suddenly began to call lightly for help. Harry, Topsie and Freddie at once ran to water, but as they did so, they saw her jerked violently forward and still clinging to the line, fall headlong into the river. Being a first-rate swimmer, this did not concern them so much. but there were a good deal startled when they saw her dragged right across to the other side, then upstream and then downstream again at an alarming rate, the water rising in foam and swirling all round her with a hissing sound. What is it, Mary? shouted Harry to his cousin.

Starting point is 05:16:29 I have hooked something big, gasped the girl. But let it go, Mary, let it go, cried Topsy and Freddie in one breath. At the same time, Sir Francis, Lady Vane and Anui came running up. I can't! Again gasped the girl. The line is tied to my wrist, I can't break it. As she spoke, she was almost dragged under by the force of the animal, whatever it might be, which she had hooked to her line.

Starting point is 05:17:01 And for a second, her head was entirely submerged. In a moment, Harry had jumped in to help her, followed by Freddy. It was lucky they did so, for the furious captive had begun lashing the water and doing its utmost to drag its captor below, and if Mary had not been a strong, muscular girl, she must have succumbed.

Starting point is 05:17:26 As it was, when Harry and Freddie swam to her side and grasped the line, it was all the United Three could accomplish to prevent themselves being towed downstream. At this juncture, Pinyone came running up with a lasso, followed by the rest of the Indians, and Shag, who had been off on a private hunt of his own, put in an appearance. Topsie at once called him, and putting the noose end of the lasso in his mouth,

Starting point is 05:17:54 bade him swim with it to hurry. The good dog at once obeyed, and the lad, on receiving it, slipped it over Mary's shoulders, and bade Freddy catch hold of it as well as the lion. He then proceeded to do the same himself, after which he called to those on land to haul in. They responded with a will, but the burden was heavy, and the strain very great. Yet the good lasso held out stoutly,

Starting point is 05:18:23 and presently all were landed. Paul Mary's wrist was considerably lacerated by the line, from which she was at once freed, and then began the business of landing the big catch, still a mystery to everyone. It resisted to its utmost, flashing the water furiously and swirling to and fro like a very torpedo,

Starting point is 05:18:47 but it was no match for 20 strong pair of arms and was finally brought to the surface amidst the shouts of the Indians, the cries of astonishment of the children and the loud barkings of shag. Amidst this pandemonium of noises, the wretched monster was landed from the cool waters of that river.

Starting point is 05:19:07 to which it was never destined to return. With the instincts of true humanity, Sir Francis at once put an end to its life by a blow from his hatchet on its head. And then, everyone cried it round to inspect the extraordinary creature, the like of which had never been seen by any of those present before. It was truly a monster and a monstrosity as well. Its head was broad and flat And the skull stood forward

Starting point is 05:19:39 Over the beast's eyes like a cap These eyes were small and fiery looking And the mouth Which it had unclosed in its death gasp Was ornamented with two rows of thin, sharp, pointed teeth Very like French nails in appearance Its body was about six feet long

Starting point is 05:20:00 Between an eel and serpent in shape and about two feet in diameter. The skin, however, was not smooth, like either the former or the latter, but scaly, and very similar to the male coat of a crocodile, and apparently of extreme toughness. For the axe blow dealt by Sir Francis had inflicted no mark thereon,

Starting point is 05:20:25 though the force thereof had killed the life in the monster's body. Well, Mary, if I ever... No, Mary, no, I never, sang out Harry, as he looked at his pretty cousin, who had been instrumental in bringing to light this extraordinary animal. Talk of sea monsters and sea serpents. I call this the most diabolical serpent I ever saw in my life. What's is your opinion, Shag? Shag looked wise at this remark, and wagged his tail.

Starting point is 05:21:00 He evidently agreed with Harry. Well, you're a little bit of you. all looked like round rats, laughed Lady Vane. Fortunately, you have each got a change of clothing. Run, Mary, and do your dear boys go and get changed, while the Indians bring this dreadful-looking monster to the raft. It must be skinned and kept as a trophy by Mary, the Discoverer. End of Chapter 22 of Annie Wee, or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libervox recording. All Librevox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Anui or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. It was a glorious morning when the

Starting point is 05:21:59 search party embarked on the raft two days after the capture of the mammoth river serpent, to which Mary the discoverer had given the name of the demon snake. Of course the creature had been skinned, and his shining, scaly coat was pegged out in the hot sun, which soon dried it up without any further curing being necessary. Then it was neatly rolled and tied up by the Indians and placed on one of the pack horses. It had been decided to drive these horses, and all the other ones as well, another 10 miles or so, where Pinone reported rich pasturage to abound and turned them loose thereon under the care of their bell mare, a steady old lady, so-called because she always wore a bell around her neck, the tinkling of which while she fed kept the rest of the herd together. She was pretty

Starting point is 05:22:45 well to be trusted not to stray away from these plentiful feeding grounds, and the Indians knew that the others would not leave her. No sooner, therefore, had the animals been committed to her care, and the saddles and the rest of the equipment stacked in the center of the raft, then everyone embarked, and the punters set to work to propel the craft upstream. Harry and Topsy, and indeed all the others, were looking out eagerly for the white Trouco settlement, through which Pinone had told them they would pass that day. He had no idea what their reception would be, however, and after consultation with Sir Francis, it was decided to lay to some two miles before the spot was reached, and to send a spy party to reconnoiter, and to see if danger lay ahead. If it was

Starting point is 05:23:30 ascertained that the station was quiet, a forward movement could be made at once, but if a large number of trowcos were discerned to be in temporary possession of the locality, it was deemed prudent to delay in advance until they had proceeded on their way. The fact was that Sir Francis wished, if possible, to avoid collision with these strange people, of whose humanity he had little doubt. He had not forgotten the pathetic death of the Trawko who had stolen Topsie, while the splendid courage and self-sacrifice of the Trawco Queen had raised her people in his estimation high above the realm wherein the brute creation dwells. Thus, when they had proceeded up the river for several hours, Pinone called a halt, and the raft was paddled to

Starting point is 05:24:16 land and made fast in the shade of the forest, and under the overhanging branches of a great tree. He then selected to accompany him, Harry and Topsy, Anui, Graviel, and two of his Indian followers, and with a caution to Sir Francis to be on the Kiviv, the Indian sheaf stole noiselessly forward, with Anui and his two white friends beside him, and the others following closely in the rear. At first the going was pretty easy, but soon Pinone having dived deeper into the forest, progress became more difficult. They had to keep a sharp lookout too, for there was no knowing what these strange,

Starting point is 05:24:54 unexplored forests contained, and they might at any moment be confronted by an angry jaguar, or, more terrible still, an Andy's demon, to say nothing of creatures yet unseen, and yet in all probability no less existent for the vast solitudes which stretch beneath the mighty chain of South America's giants have yet to be explored. And who knows what wonders they may not have in store for the adventurous explorer who was hardy enough to penetrate their mysterious depths. As luck would have it, however,

Starting point is 05:25:26 nothing arose to dispute the passage of the small reconnoitering party, and after about an hour's fight with the dense undergrowth, the Indian Cacique was about to call a halt. Then, laying his fingers on his lips, he stole forward in the direction of the river, signing to the others to follow as quietly as possible. Now the river for some time had been hidden from view, and with it the opposite banks thereof. Annie and her companions were therefore, not a little astonished, when, with its sudden appearance, a strange scene presented itself to their gaze on the frontage across the water.

Starting point is 05:26:05 Peering through some thick bushes behind, which lay effectively concealed, they made out the figures of some 30 or 40 trocos, all stretched out or sitting in the sun and basking themselves in its rays. Two large rafts lay moored to the shore, of which both the centers were piled up with fruit. Behind and higher up the bank stood several bright green huts newly thatched, and sitting outside them were six white hairy forms,

Starting point is 05:26:33 the albino trachos. But as she looked upon this novel scene, Anui could hardly repress a cry as her eyes alighted on a tiny figure which she knew full well. Under a big awning of green branches and lying on a thick jaguar skin, playing with two little trachos a shade bigger than herself, lay La Guardia Chica, the little Indian child, upon whom the malice of Inakayal had fallen, Ennui's baby girl, the love of her tender heart. Her impulse was to spring forward, but,

Starting point is 05:27:08 With a tremendous effort, she restrained herself, and Pinone, half-divining the temptation, laid his hand on her arm. Courage, anyway, he whispered. See, La Guardia Chica does not suffer. Did I not tell thee, Karita, that they would treat her with kindness and care? Did I not say well? The Indian girl nodded, and a look of relief overspread her hitherto anxious, eager face, as she inquired. But cannot we rescue her now?

Starting point is 05:27:38 Pinone and lose her perchance forever? answered the young chief quickly. No, no, anyway. The child can only be safely secured by cunning and ruse. The trachos are merely resting, ear proceeding up the river, and in a short space they will embark on their journey upcountry. We must watch for their departure and make no attempt to pass this spot on a raft until the white trachos are asleep. I see well that if they perceived us, they would probably carry forward the alarm. and put the village on its guard, and thus we should lose the child, and place ourselves and our friends in a most dangerous position. Pinone has spoken. And wisely, I feel, sure, Annie we, put in topsy kindly, it would be madness to discover ourselves just now. Let us squat down here as Pinone

Starting point is 05:28:29 advises, watch the Turokos depart, and then return to the raft. Softly and quietly, the little reconnoitering party went down on their knees and thence into a more comfortable position, keeping their eyes fixed upon the scene before them. Annie Wee never took hers off her child, who appeared very happy and who had evidently struck up a firm friendship with its little comrades. The watchers had not very long to wait, for suddenly the leader of the Trouco party arose, and clapping his hands gave the signal for departure. With prompt discipline, all the other sprang up and began trooping towards the raft, and then the Indian girl saw her child lifted up by a big trawko,

Starting point is 05:29:12 who kissed it gently, and carried it down to the water's edge. Here it was made pleased and comfortable once more on its jaguar skin, and its tiny comrades restored to it, whereat any we could hear it laughing and crowing with delight, and a smile parted the girl's lips as she watched her darling play, and a great load was lifted off her mind, for she knew that at least it was happy, well and well cared for. Having divided themselves into two companies, the Traucoes took their places on the rafts,

Starting point is 05:29:40 their albino brethren with staves uplifted, superintending their departure. In a short time, both crafts were underway, and La Guardia Chica passed out of the sight of its yearning mother's gaze, as it floated upstream with its hairy companions, still laughing and crowing and clapping its tiny hands, altogether oblivious that close by, its father and mother watched it with hungry eyes. As soon as the rafts had disappeared, the reconnoitering party stole quietly forth from their place of observation and made their way back towards those awaiting them downstream. There was nothing to keep them any longer, as the white Trawcos had retired to their huts as soon as their brown brethren had taken their departure. Pino Ne Tu was all

Starting point is 05:30:22 eagerness to report the result of the expedition to Sir Francis, and to take counsel with the great white Cossique, as he called him, and in whom he placed the highest conference. confidence. Aunt Ruby, we have had such luck, cried Harry excitedly as he and his companions rejoined the others on the river's banks. How dear boy? inquired Lady Vane as she laid her hand on the eager young midshipman's shoulder, while his cousins crowded round to hear the news. We've sighted the lost lamb, Aunt Ruby. We saw the Guardia Chica amongst the tracos. She looked awfully well and happy, and not a bit like a prisoner, I can tell you. Then they treated her properly, Harry, you think?

Starting point is 05:31:04 Again inquired his aunt. Rather, Aunt Ruby, and the piccaninny was clapping her hands and playing all sorts of hijinks with two dear little trawkolings about her own age, and who looked just like wee balls of fur. I never saw such ducks as they were. Here Pinone claimed Sir Francis's ear, and a council was at once held. It was decided to try and snatch a few hours' sleep until sundown, and to start as the shades of evening fell.

Starting point is 05:31:30 In this way they would escape observation by the albinos as they punted past that small queer station on the river's banks. Thence he proposed to make way for some 15 miles or so, and as that would bring them into territory frequented by Trauco's, to lay concealed during the daytime, proceeding on again next night. His object was to pass the headquarters of the hairy people unnoticed, take the raft some miles upstream, where it could be concealed in a small side affluent of the river, in which he had frequently taken. can notice of during his up-country expeditions with the Trawko Queen. From this point of vantage, reconnoitering would have to be resorted to, observations carefully taken of the whereabouts of the baby Cacique, and a well-organized rescue raid undertaken if no other suitable plan could be decided upon. Thus, after an interval for rest, the rescue party set forth once more in the track of the tiny prisoner. A lovely moon lit them on their way, and the stars gleamed through the

Starting point is 05:32:30 dark forest with curious gaze, scrutinizing the unwanted sight, which presented itself in the picture of this small band of pioneers, passing through the old primeval strongholds, which had until then resisted the presence of civilized man, tolerating only the human species in the shape of the strange, hairy, large-eyed beings, to whom the Araquanians gave the name of Troco. There is something inexpressibly delightful in penetrating unexplored regions. regions virgin hitherto to the foot of civilized man. The thrilling sensation which pervades the explorer can only be properly realized by one who has experienced it.

Starting point is 05:33:13 And there is no language which adequately conveys the mixed feelings with which one surveys a beautiful and hitherto unveiled scene and realizes that one is the first that yet has burst upon its lonely loveliness. So thought the young veins, as they lay out, stretched on the raft and reveled in the beauty which that moonlight night unveiled before them. Though these children had traveled far and wide and had had various opportunities for feasting their eyes upon the glorious creations of God, they all agreed that nothing lovelier than this moonlight scene had ever gladdened them before.

Starting point is 05:33:52 An hour's punting brought them parallel with the albinos huts, and the greatest caution was observed in passing them. all held their breath while the punters dipped their long poles gently into the water and sent the raft swiftly against the stream. It was a critical moment and all felt that the success of the expedition hung on the slender chance of avoiding detection. All prayed silently for success, our white friends to God, the Indians to their good gualichu, and the prayer was answered as the raft glided by the dangerous spot and passed.

Starting point is 05:34:28 up stream in the darkness of night. End of chapter 22. Chapter 23 of Annie Wee or The Warrior Queen. This is a Librivox recording. All Librivox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librivox.org. Annie We or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie.

Starting point is 05:35:00 Chapter 23. All that night, the rescue party paddled and punted and worked its way up the lonely river, so that when morning began to dawn, Pignon advised a halt. The raft was made safe under a dark overhanging tree whose branches swept the water and concealed their charge from any outside observation. Then the occupants of the craft spread their skins under the shade of this tree and gave themselves up to the soothing influence of sleep. those who had slept during the night, being deputed to watch while the others rested. As evening came on, the journey was resumed, and Pignon assured everyone that about midnight

Starting point is 05:35:45 they would reach the vicinity of the Trouco village. Though silence and caution were necessary, he averred that he had little fear of detection, no watch being kept at night by these hairy people. In effect, about the hour named, the moon disclosed the village. to view. Silence reigned over it as quiet as death, and Aniwi's heart beat louder and excitedly, as she pictured her darling sleeping therein. Thus they passed it undetected and unobserved, reaching the tiny branch river, or affluent, of the parent's stream as morning dawned. This affluent, some 70 yards broad, plunged at right angles into the forest on the same side of

Starting point is 05:36:31 the big river as was the Trouco village. It was, therefore, decided to take the raft up about a quarter of a mile, and after making it fast to the right bank, start off on another reconnoitring expedition to discover and make all search for the whereabouts of La Guadia Chica. The reconnoitring party this time consisted of Pinyone, and Iwi, Sir Francis Freddie, Harry, Topsy, coquettes, Cholo, Graviel, and five other Indians,

Starting point is 05:37:01 all armed with rifle. Falls. Lady Vane, Willie, Mary and Blancher stayed behind to superintend the remainder of the party and to take action if they heard firing break out. Pignone calculated that a rescue would be very possible that day if they could approach near enough to the child, inasmuch as the greater part of the inhabitants of the Tralco village, would be absent on their different duties. So off they set, full of hope and excitement, the expedition being one of no small difficulty in risk. Good travelling, they calculated, would bring them to their destination in about three hours. As long as they dared, they hugged the banks of the river,

Starting point is 05:37:46 travelling being more easy along this line than through the forest itself. But when they got within a mile or so of the village, Pignon and Sir Francis deemed it wise to enter the forest, so that the last part of their journey was toilsome and wearisome enough. But the worst of difficulties has its end at last, and in due course they arrived on the outskirts of their destination. It was situated in a long, wide glen and had rows of huts facing each other. These all appeared to have been newly thatched,

Starting point is 05:38:20 and as the spy party peered through the dense underwood behind, which they lay concealed, they could see here and the... there a trowco walking about, some entering, some coming out of the huts before mentioned. Not far from where they stood, a group of children were playing. It was a novel enough game, seated piggyback on the shoulders of the biggest, several tiny little trowcos charged each other with reed lances, and whoever broke the other's lance first was considered the victor, and the unfortunate one, and his or her steed led off into captivity. and deposited into a palisaded square, which no doubt occupied the role of the prison fortress.

Starting point is 05:39:06 Close by, another group of younger children were sleeping peacefully under the shade of a drooping tree, and not 50 feet away from where the watchers stood. Suddenly, Annie Wee's heart gave a great jump and throb, as she perceived her child amongst them. Grasping Pignon's hand, she pointed toward the spot, whispering excitedly, See, see, she is there. Keep calm, Karita. She shall be ours ear long, answered the young chief in a low voice. The mamita shall have her child again.

Starting point is 05:39:41 But even as he spoke, a Tralco woman was observed making toward the sleeping group. In a moment, it flashed through Anawi's brain that she was approaching for the purpose of picking up and carrying off La Guadia Chica. If this was so, never again might such a time. chance arrive. Never again might it be possible to come into such close proximity to the baby Kaseek. In an instant the Indian girl's resolve was taken. Come what might, she would clasp her baby to her heart once more. If anyone divined her intention or could prevent her, she had glided from Pignon's side, bounded through the brushwood, which concealed her party,

Starting point is 05:40:24 and rushed straight away toward the sleeping group. Like lightning, she traversed the short distance which separated her therefrom, seized the child in her arms, and turned to fly. But as she did so, she perceived that the Troucawoman had sprung forward to intercept her return to the jungle. There was only one way to escape left, and that was the river, and did the she had once turned her fleeing footsteps. Of course the child set up a loud cry,

Starting point is 05:40:53 and this was followed by an ominous trumpet note of anger from the Tralco, who followed swiftly in pursuit. At the same time, several hairy forms came running out of the huts, and at once joined therein. Forward! exclaimed Pignone in an agonised voice. They will gain upon her, and her capture is assured, unless we can cut off her pursuers. Ah, annie we, rush hast thou been, my beautiful?

Starting point is 05:41:21 Keeping still under cover, the whole. whole party hurried forward toward the river, prepared at any moment to use their rifles if necessary. They could see the Tralco woman was gaining on Aniwi, who, fleet as a steer as she was, was of course hampered by the weight of the child. As she reached the river's bank, she looked back, and perceived her pursuer close behind her, but could make nothing of the reconnoitring party. What should she do? The river was her only refuge. There was not a moment. for hesitation. Grasping her child's hair in her mouth, she sprung in and struck out for the opposite bank. At the same time, she heard a rifle shot ping forth, and knew by that that her comrades were

Starting point is 05:42:07 endeavouring to protect her retreat. Annie Wee was a magnificent swimmer, and she was also strong and active. She set herself along through the water with quick, powerful strokes, and would have proceeded at a faster rate than she did, only the baby would struggle and cry, which impeded her movements greatly. She could hear sharp firing now, and a movement of rushing water behind her. A big, powerful Trouca was following in her wake. As she reached the opposite bank, she heard a bullet strike the water, and looking back perceived that her pursuer was close behind. Fear gave lightning speed to her limbs, and she flew along the side of the river at an amazing pace.

Starting point is 05:42:51 She could see her companions on the opposite side retiring in good order, and she determined to make an effort to rejoin them. Springing once more into the river, she again struck out for the opposite shore, holding her child in a similar manner to that before adopted. But even as she plunged in, she could hear the splash of the Trouco behind her, and she groaned with anguish that she felt that he must overtake her.

Starting point is 05:43:18 Try hard, try hard! But, Annie Wee, she heard Topsy call out, and she clenched her teeth and summoned all her energies for the final effort. As she did so, her white friend fired, the rushing sound behind her ceased, and she knew that the progress of a pursuer had been stayed. Six more strokes and she was on the side of the bank once more, and clambering up its sides. The Troucos were gathering fast, and their gold-headed arrows were beginning to do execution. One had struck Topsy's leg and another pierced Pignon's shoulder. It was clear that they must take refuge in the forest

Starting point is 05:43:56 and beat as hasty retreat as possible, or more serious injury might be done. Indeed, matters looked black and ugly enough, and Sir Francis found himself earnestly wishing for the reinforcements, which Lady Vane would at once bring up, as soon as she heard the firing. As they dived into the jungle, they could hear loud trumpetings in the distance,

Starting point is 05:44:19 which warned them of the approach of another body of assailants. Up till then, the order had been to endeavour to wound without killing these hairy beings, but now self-preservation held uppermost sway, and several trachos bit the dust to rise no more. As they fell, their comrades surrounded them, wondered dilating their eyes. The ping and noise of the rifle had not alarmed them,

Starting point is 05:44:46 for they apparently ascribed it to human agencies, but when they saw their species stretched out dead and no sign of a missile which had inflicted death visible, the effect was extremely subduing. Indeed, they loitered so long round their fallen brothers that the refugees were able to put up a good distance between the pursuers and themselves. But the Troucos had no idea of giving up the chase

Starting point is 05:45:12 and being joined by those in their rear, they again advanced, headed this time by their chief or king. Pignon at once recognised him as the Tralco, who had assumed authority after the Tralco Queen's death, and he rightly judged that the loss of this leader would signally discomfort the hairy tribe. Nevertheless, shooting these brave and mysterious people was extremely antagonistic for Sir Francis's feelings, as well as to Topsies, and it was with a heavy heart that the former issued orders for a fresh fusillade, so soon as the Tralcos came within reach once more. An unexpected diversion made this unnecessary and interfered to protect their retreat.

Starting point is 05:45:57 Loud yells of the most ghastly and ferocious nature suddenly broke forth on their left, and looking in that direction, they beheld advancing some 30 hairy forms, armed with large and formidable-looking clubs. Good God, burst from Sir Francis. We are surrounded, fire all and quickly. Stay, shouted Pignon. raising his hands imploringly, do not fire, but retreat hastily.

Starting point is 05:46:25 These are not trowcos. They are those big apes who the young casics call demons. They are the fiends I told you of. They will attack the trowcos, and while they do so, we must retreat at the run, along the river's banks. They are our saviors. It is the white Guayalichu of good

Starting point is 05:46:43 that has sent them to aid our escape. All hail to the Guilichu. As he spoke, he has said, handed his rifle to Annawi, and seizing the child started off as hard as he could go, followed by the remainder of the party. At the same time, loud yells arose from the Andy's demons, and they beheld the Trouca's advancing, and the next moment the hairy men and their hideous counterparts were engaged in mortal combat. Hot and breathless with exertion, the runaways halted after they had proceeded about two miles, and listened anxiously for any sound of

Starting point is 05:47:19 pursuit, but only the distant yells of the demons came back to their ears, telling them that the fight still raged. At this juncture they were joined by Lady Vane, who had come to meet them, and who uttered an exclamation of thankfulness as she beheld the child. But there was no time for explanations, and the retreat was resumed at the same pace as before. On reaching the raft, everyone hastily embarked, and its head was put upstream, as soon as it had been punted down and out of the affluent. And heartily, as may be imagined, did Sir Francis, his wife, children, nephew and niece

Starting point is 05:47:59 thank God for their most wonderful luck and escape from death at the hands of the trowcos and their arrows. Both Topsie and Pignone had their wounds dressed at once, and very sore and painful they proved for a time. But fortunately, the arrows were not poisoned, so that no evil results followed. All that day and the remainder of that night and the next day, the raft was kept going, the Indians taking it by turns to sleep and manoeuvre the craft.

Starting point is 05:48:28 It had been finally decided not to attempt to return past the Tralco village, but to proceed to the Aricanian Territory through Patagonia. Previously, however, it was agreed to by all that the great gold mind of all must be visited, and Harry and Topsie's hearts bounded at the thought of seeing that wonderful cave once more, and revisiting the grave of their old hermit uncle, Sir Harry Vane. End of Chapter 23. Section 24 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording.

Starting point is 05:49:11 All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Melissa Marie. Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 24 The raft lay moored in the little alcove where Harry and Topsy, two and a half years previously, had encountered the Jaguars, and where old Sir Henry had received his death wound. Two readers of the young castaways, therefore, these scenes will come back as old spots

Starting point is 05:49:42 revisited, friends of the past looked upon once more. As such, they were viewed again by Harry and Topsy, who never seemed tired of showing them to their cousins, and they had in a special interest, too, for Sir Francis and Lady Vane, sacred to the memory, as they were of their old relative, who, having died to this world, as everyone thought, had been discovered nearly eighty years later on by his young descendants, alas, only to be discovered to die. Then there was his grave to be visited, and those of the loved dead ones who lay beside him, and finally the wonderful cave all teeming with gold in which so many strange events had come to pass. Annie We, too, had quite recovered her spirits and bubbled over with laughter and happiness.

Starting point is 05:50:34 Had not Pignon been lost to her? And had he not been restored? Had not her child been stolen and recovered? She went about a great deal with the young folks, for was she not a mere child herself? and La Guardia Chica was again made over to the arms of Blanche and guarded jealously by Graviel. It was arranged that our white friends, together with Pignon, Anniewe, the child, its nurse and attendant, should embark on the raft, and that Chorlo, Coquette, and the other Indians should follow the left heights, which overlooked the river. This was considered a wise precaution in case of attack and renewed pursuit from the Troucos, in the event of which the raft party could be drawn up by the foot party above, by means of their strong lassoes, and thus place the wide gulf between themselves and their pursuers.

Starting point is 05:51:30 Pignon, however, was of opinion that no further pursuit would be engaged in, though of course it was wise to take every possible precaution. Previous to starting, a hunt expedition had been organized to provide the party with meat, fruit having for some time been their soul sustenance. This class of food, though it agreed well enough with the white travelers, told sadly on the constitutions of the Indians, who had always been accustomed to plenty of meat. Now, Harry and Topsie knew that any number of deer and vicunya abounded on the higher plateaus, and that a good supply of meat could be obtained if a hunt expedition were organized. When, therefore, they proposed to spend a few days in hunting, their proposal was at

Starting point is 05:52:15 once agreed to, and as they were the only members of the party who were not strangers to the locality, the arrangements for the hunt were put into their hands. The two young people, therefore, began by selecting those who should take part in the expedition. Of course, they chose first of all their uncle, aunt, and cousins, and as Pignon professed his willingness to remain and guard the raft in the company of eleven of the Indians, they were able to induce Aniwi to join them. Chorlo and Kocat were allowed to go with them, five of the Indians likewise, while Blancho and Graviel were left in charge of the baby Kaseek. The youthful leaders of this hunt party remembered how, in their former wanderings, they had passed through a portion of the forest teeming with game, and they were in hopes that these parts were still as thickly populated as they had formerly been. They therefore led the way up the steep jungle hillside and directed their footsteps for these old haunts.

Starting point is 05:53:14 The climb was both stiff and tiring, but the hunters were all in good condition and so full of keenness and expectation that they really paid little attention to the difficulties which at first confronted them. The old path cut by the hermit had become greatly overgrown, but the axes of the party soon opened away again. At length, after several hours of hard work, a beautiful grassy plateau was reached, covered all over with long, rich grass branching off in different directions in shady avenues and bounded on the far side by a mass of thick jungle and almost impenetrable forest. Here, Harry and Topsie called a halt and gave it as their opinion that the party must break up at this point and take different routes. They suggested that it should consist of three sections,

Starting point is 05:54:04 namely of Harry Topsie, Anui Chorlow, and an Indian in one, Sir Francis Willie May Marry Coquette and an Indian brave in the second, while Lady Vane, Freddie, and the three remaining Indians it was thought would make up a suitable third. After refreshing the inner man on a few pinions and Doricarias, which they had brought with them, the party having divided into its respective sections, separated with many a laughing challenge as to which of them should get the best bag. Each section selected one of the spacious glades that seemed to open a path in each instance through the otherwise dark and gloomy jungle, and they soon disappeared from each other's view. Harry, Topsie, and Aniwi had at once bent their steps in a southwesterly direction, followed

Starting point is 05:54:53 close behind by Chorlow and the other Indian who accompanied them. Of course, Shagg formed one of the party, it would have been strange if he had not been found close to his mistress's heels in devoted attendance, for the brave dog was never absent unless executing some commission for her. They were walking along and keeping their eyes and ears wide open when a low cry from Chorlow brought them to a standstill. Turning round, they saw both her and her companion crouching on the ground, and they at once followed her example, Shag, of course, imitating his mistress. What is it, Chorlo? whispered Topsy in a low voice, but the Indian girl never moved, and her eyes remained fixed on the dark forest to her left. Looking in the same direction, the young Oricanian queen's eyes fell upon a large

Starting point is 05:55:45 white object, which faced them, motionless as death. A bull, she exclaimed in a whisper, and Harry and Topsy's heart beat with excitement as they heard her words. Yes, there he was a glorious milk-white fellow, staring at them savagely from out his dark retreat, and wondering no doubt who and what these strange two-legged creatures were who had come to disturb him in his lair. Do not fire, entreated the Indian hastily as he saw Harry raise his rifle. Not even the medicine ball will penetrate his skull unless it hits one place. We must decoy him into the open, for if you merely hit and wound him in there, we shall never see him again. strangely enough the name of this Indian was El Toro, a name which had been given to him in consequence

Starting point is 05:56:36 of his skill in hunting the wild cattle. His advice was therefore to be respected, and Harry lowered his rifle without firing. But how to get him into the open? That was the question, and El Toro was again consulted. He had once ordered everyone to take refuge in a small dark clump close to the spot and bathe them be on the lookout. Then he threw himself on the ground and began wriggling in the direction of the jungle in which the white bull stood, looking for all the world like some strange serpent of immense proportions. But the moment he reached the jungle, he sprung to his feet and plunged in. A few seconds later, the ambushed hunter saw the bull turn his head and look behind him. Then they heard a yell whereat Shag sprung up his eyes starting and his coat bristling with defiance,

Starting point is 05:57:29 and Topsie had hard work to control him. The next minute, with a furious bellow, the bull came crashing through the jungle into the open with El Toro seated astride his back. It was a most extraordinary sight and fascinated the onlookers. The bull, terrified out of his wits, bounded high in the air with his head between his four legs and his knotted tail lashing his sides in wild anger. But El Toro was not to be dislodged by any buck jumping. He was far too fine a rider for that. He was somewhat disconfited, however, for in his wriggles he had dropped his knife and was consequently unarmed.

Starting point is 05:58:11 Failing to dislodge his rider by buck jumping, the bull threw itself down and proceeded to roll over, bellowing all the time, loudly and angrily. Like lightning, however, El Toro sprung to the ground, shouting to his companions to fire. This they did at once, but in the excitement and hurry of the moment, Aniwi missed the bull altogether, and Harry and Topsie's shots only wounded him. This thoroughly roused his ire to its highest pitch, and he charged straight at the clump once the shots had proceeded. El Lazo! El Lazo! shouted El Toro, frantically waving his right hand above his head. Chorlo, Lazo El Toro! As he spoke, the Indian girl appeared to sprung forward from out her hiding place,

Starting point is 05:59:03 waving the lasso which she carried around her head. She was a picture of grace and beauty and glorious muscular strength, a true Amazon of the breezy plain. The bull perceived her, and altering his course so as to front her fully bore straight at her as a dye. But within fifty paces of the unflinching girl, the whir of the lasso sounded, and flying straight to meet him like a winged serpent, it alighted gracefully above his sharp-pointed horns. With a sudden jerk, the noose closed tight upon them, and the stout hide thong was secure thereon. Then Chorlo sprung nimbly towards the place of ambush once more, just as the bull, unable to arrest his course, thundered over the ground on which a moment before she had stood luring him on. As he dashed by, Shag could no longer be restrained, and rushing out,

Starting point is 05:59:59 sprung savagely at his haunches. By this time, Al Toro had come up to Chorlo's assistance, and had clutched hold of the lasso, which the maddened beast no sooner felt than he reared straight up and struck out furiously as if fighting the air, and then threw himself on the ground rolling over and over and sending Shag flying as if he were a piece of brown paper. But no efforts, on the angry captive's part, could dislodge the fatal noose which clung tight around his horns. As Shag picked himself up and prepared to renew his attack,

Starting point is 06:00:36 the bull caught sight of his assailants. With a bellow of defiance, he charged once more pal-mell on the little party. Loudly did El Toro shout to his companions to make a run for the jungle, as still clinging to the lasso he gave the example. An example in which he was imitated by Aniwi, Chorlo, and Topsie. But Harry, with the headstrong inexperience of youth, thought that the opportunity for distinguishing himself was too good to be lost.

Starting point is 06:01:08 Instead of obeying El Toro's advice, he knows. knelt down, took careful aim at the charging bull, and fired. Ping! Went the bullet as it crashed against the hard skull of the maddened animal, but did not arrest his course. Before Harry could fire again, the rifle was dashed from his grasp, and he felt himself raised on the horns of the bull and tossed high in the air. Assuredly, if he fell on them in his descent, he must be impaled alive.

Starting point is 06:01:39 But Shag, brave and watchful, was at hand to rescue. With a savage bark, he sprang at the bull's throat, and the brute, tackled by this new assailant, bent its head to the ground and strove to stamp Harry's deliverer with its forefeet. As it did so, the boy alighted face downwards on the bull's back and rolled therefrom to the ground. Fortunately, beyond a good shaking and severe bruising, unhurt. At the same moment, El Toro and Chorlo tightened the lasso, and Hopsie, rushing from her retreat, took careful aim and fired. With a loud bellow, the mighty beast fell forward, almost crushing poor shag to death beneath its weight. End of Chapter 25 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libra Vox recording. All Libravox recording. All Libravox recording.

Starting point is 06:02:41 are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librevox.org. Read by Melissa Marie, Annie Wee, or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 25. Harry picked himself up with a rather woebegone countenance, and as may be imagined, he received a sound rating for his temerity from Topsie in deliberately disobeying the advice of El Toro not to fire at the bull's forehead. I never saw a nearer shave, Harry, she concluded. If it had not been for our dear old shag, nothing could have saved you from being impaled on the brute's horns. It's too horrible to think of. I was a fool, Topsy, answered her brother. I acknowledge it. There, don't scold anymore. One lives and learns, you know. Most boys are fools till they have had experience and this is one I shall not forget.

Starting point is 06:03:38 Well, dear, I do hope you will not for the sake of others as well as your own. Ah, Harry, what should I have done if you had been killed? Topsie replied gently, as she laid her hand affectionately on her twin brother's shoulder. God bless, my dear old Topsie, and thank God too that I am preserved, he remarked quietly. But I say, old girl, that must have been a rare good shot of yours, for the brute is stone dead. Thanks to Shag, she repeated, but for his splendid help, I could not have shot the bull as I did. They clustered round the dead animal and examined him curiously. Topsie's bullet had gone right to his heart,

Starting point is 06:04:22 causing instantaneous death, and thus he had fallen on top on the top of Shag with some violence. Chorlo, Annie Wee, and El Toro had, however, at once rushed to the dog's assistance directly. They saw his perilous position, and had extracted him. him therefrom before Topsie and Terry came up. Good Shag, brave dear good Shag, exclaimed the former as she threw her arms round, the splendid Labrador's coal-black neck. Ah, Shag, you are a hero. You have saved our dear old Harry's life. But as of your, the massive beast only wagged his tail gently while modestly refusing to be proud or vain and wearing his honors like the canine hero that he was.

Starting point is 06:05:11 Well, now we've got him. We've got to cut him up and skin him too, remarked Harry complacently, as he seated himself on the bull's huge side and gently stroked the soft white hide of his would-be destroyer. Chorlo and Al Toro will skin the bull, observed Annie Wee. They will do it quicker than the caciques, and it is not the first by many which the latter has skinned. El Toro knows his work there well enough. Will not the Keseeks rest on yonder bank and refresh themselves on the scarlet fruit that grows thereon? Anniewe knows the fruit. It is safe to eat and refreshing to the thirsty.

Starting point is 06:05:53 Looking in the direction pointed out by the young queen, Harry and Topsie perceived beneath a crag festooned rock, a bank, scarlet all over with the fruit alluded to, and on going up to examine it, they found that this fruit consisted of masses of splendid wild strawberries, large, luscious, and tempting in the extreme. Being terribly hot, the spot looked inviting beyond measure, and brother and sister at once threw themselves down, prepared to enjoy a dulce farniente and strawberry feast. The scene around them was certainly magnificent, dark forests in the foreground, behind them the towering unbroken wall of the Cordyeras, and around them emerald glades and fairy nooks, where splendid flowers with unknown names

Starting point is 06:06:47 lit up the dark forest background into radiance and light. As they lay there peacefully resting and eating their strawberries, these children who had learnt to love the glories of God's great earth surveyed the scene in silence and rapture. It was as Topsy afterwards described it, like being in a fairyland. The silence which reigned over the scene was suddenly broken by two rifle shots, which sounded not far away from where they were sitting. At once, the two young people opened their ears and listened attentively.

Starting point is 06:07:24 They had not to listen long, however, before fresh shots broke the still air, followed by loud shouts and vigorous yells. What could they mean? Brother and sister looked inquiringly at each other, and Annie Wee came running up. Already Chorlo and El Toro had forsaken the half-skinned bull and had followed the young queen. Let us haste to the rescue, exclaimed Annie We excitedly. I know what those yells mean. It is the Oricanian signal of danger and would never be uttered unless peril threatens some of the other parties. Haste, seigneurs, haste. She had grasped her rifle, which after the death of the bull, she had stood against a tree, and only awaited her white friend's companionship before setting off to the assistance of her other friends. And it may be imagined that neither Harry nor Topsy

Starting point is 06:08:18 required much bidding, leaving the dead bull to its fate. All five set off up one of the glades in the direction once the sounds proceeded at a headlong pace. led by the fleet-footed warrior queen. No doubt remained in Harry and Topsie's minds, but that some of their party had been attacked, and their anxiety and consequence was extremely acute and painful. They did not spare themselves in the efforts, which they made to reach the scene of action.

Starting point is 06:08:50 Very suddenly, they came upon it, and then at once realized the terrible danger in which their friends were placed, standing in a small square facing all ways they perceived Sir Francis and Lady Vane, Freddie, Mary, Willie, Coquette, and the four Oricanians firing and loading quickly, while around them danced some 50 or 60 hideous hairy beings, brandishing their clubs and yelling fiercely. Quite a dozen were lying dead or wounded on the ground. While nothing daunted, the remainder were advancing slowly on the gun. Now the position was an extremely awkward one, for none of the newly arrived party could fire without endangering their own friends, while they themselves were an imminent peril from the bullets of the others. But Anniewee was equal to the occasion. Some tall fir trees grew near to the place where they were standing, having strong flowery branches sticking out from their stems. signing to her companions to imitate her. She climbed into one of these trees and act quickly followed by the others.

Starting point is 06:10:00 Topsy, however, had some difficulty in getting shag up, but with El Toro's assistance, he was at length hoisted aloft and placed on one of the broadest branches, where Chorlo, who was unarmed, promised to hold him safe. The young queen and her two white friends were the only three of this little party armed with rifles. but they determined to render what help they could. In effect, when the shots pinged forth from their weapons,

Starting point is 06:10:29 three more Andy's demons, for such they were, bit the dust, while this sudden and counter-attack seemed to take the horrible creatures by surprise. Knowing little of the art of warfare, they wheeled round in a semicircle and turned their attention to this new source of danger. As they did so, Sir Francis shouted to his story. square to form into a line and pour a broadside into the huddled group of demons. At the same time, our friends in the trees fired another volley. The effect was terrible and raked the demon force from top to bottom, adding many more victims

Starting point is 06:11:10 to the ghastly heap already lying low. But the effect was electrical, with wild shrieks and yells the remainder gave way before such fearful punishment, and turning tail, fled from the magic force of the white man and his terrible weapons. Then our five friends made haste to descend from their perches aloft and hurried to join the others who were all more or less shaken by the severe attack to which they had been subjected. Both Mary and Willie were deathly white, and though they had behaved with the greatest pluck and obedience to discipline, it could not be wondered at that they felt somewhat frightened by such an experience.

Starting point is 06:11:52 Thank God you arrived in time, and exclaimed Sir Francis in a voice full of earnest feeling. My dear children, had it not been for your valuable help, I am confident we should have all been killed. But what a fearful demon-haunted place this is! For goodness sakes, let us quit it without delay. Ah, uncle, let us put those poor creatures out of their misery, put in Topsy as her eye fell on the riving forms of several. of the fallen demons. We cannot leave them like that. The most unpleasant task was entrusted to the Indians who soon made short work of the dying apes, and the whole party without delay made haste to depart from a scene of such horror. Hunting was no longer thought of, everyone being desirous of getting back to

Starting point is 06:12:43 the raft. It was agreed, however, to make a halt by the dead bull, and to complete the skinning and cutting up of the animal, the meat being too valuable and precious to leave behind. On reaching the spot where he lay, several vultures rose from the carcass, huge creatures they were indeed being condors in very fact, but no one attempted to shoot them as it was deemed inadvisable to make any unnecessary noise which might draw upon them a renewed attack from the demons. While the Indians busied themselves over the bull, Harry and Topsie led Sir Fram's and Lady Vane and their cousins to the strawberry bed to refresh and rest themselves, and then Topsie exclaimed,

Starting point is 06:13:27 And now, Uncle Francis, do tell us how you came upon those awful brutes, and how you all managed to be together, for when we left you, both parties were separate. Well, I will tell you, my dears, how it happened, answered the baronet as he seated himself and accepted from Harry several large strawberries which the lad had plucked and handed to him. It was in this way. Very soon after we left you, we sighted a splendid herd of deer who took to the forest the moment they saw us. I sent coquette and our Indian round to try and get on the other side of them and drive them our way. While making the wide detour, which they found necessary, they came upon your aunt, Freddy, and the other Indians, who, having seen nothing, joined them, and they all seven entered the wood together. The deer were soon sighted, and, every effort was being made to drive them to where we lay concealed when loud yells suddenly startled us out of our senses. Out of the forest, at the very point where we expected to see the herd break, broke a very different sight in the shape of some 50 or more hideous hairy monsters, which we at

Starting point is 06:14:40 once recognized as Andy's demons. We held our breath and lay still, but they seemed to divine our whereabouts, for they came straight at us. Seeing this, we sprang up and fled, making for that part of the forest where the others were beating. We had not gone far when the demons caught sight of us, and set off in hot pursuit. We managed to reach your aunt and Freddie, however, who were hurrying forward to meet us. We had once signed them to turn and fly with us, having no time in which to explain. Briefly, our pursuers came up with us. We fired. several volleys, but these did not stop them from coming on, and we were finally driven into the open space in which you, Annie We Chorlo, and Altoro found us. Forming into a large, wide circle, the demons

Starting point is 06:15:32 began to close in upon us, and I was forced to place my little party in a square. Some were armed, some were not. We loaded and fired as quickly as we could, but the brutes, though they fell in numbers, came on, came slowly on, and indeed would soon have come to close quarters with us and battered in our brains had you not all arrived in the nick of time. And now, Topsy, it is your turn to tell us how you got the bull, put in Lady Vane, anything to turn one's thoughts from the horrible trial we have gone through, and the fearful danger which we have escaped. Very earnestly should we thank God for his great mercy in delivering us. But the Indians had completed their task and loaded up so that Topsy's story had to be told as the party tramped along.

Starting point is 06:16:25 She spun it out as long as she could until the jungle slopes were reached, and then they all had their work cut out to make their way through its dense growth. When at length they gained the raft, the moon was shedding its soft light on all around. End of Chapter 25 Chapter 26 of Annie We or the Warrior Queen This is a Librevox recording All Libravox recordings are in the public domain For more information or to volunteer Please visit Libravox.org

Starting point is 06:17:02 Read by Melissa Marie Annie We or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie Chapter 26 It was a burning hot day not a cloud decked the dark blue sky which clothed the heavens. The very water of the river, generally so cool and pleasant, was hot and muggy and unrefreshing. An unnatural stillness pervaded the air, and nature seemed to have been metamorphosed into stone. In their voyage up the dark river, the travelers had been amused and interested by the numerous and strange birds which were continually flying overhead.

Starting point is 06:17:39 head. Lovely green woodpeckers with scarlet heads and waistcoats, parrots of gaudy plumage and imprudent ways, tiny parakeets, which sought to ape their superiors in size and cousins in species by many absurd movements, would continually enliven the raft party as they worked their way upstream, but on this occasion all was still, even the birds being affected by the general oppressiveness. After the attack by the Andes demons, it had been decided that the whole party should stick to the raft, which had been pushed off and started upon its journey, the morning following upon the events related in the last chapter. For ten days the party had been making its way up the river, landing when possible on the banks at night, to sleep and stretch the limbs of those composing it, which could not fail to become cramped in such a situation.

Starting point is 06:18:34 and it was on the night of the 10th day that the spot where Sir Harry and Miriam Vane and James Outram lay sleeping was at length reached, and here the party bivouacked. It was with mixed feelings that Sir Francis and Lady Vane stood by the side of these graves for the first time and looked down on the flower-decked canopy which grew above the last resting place of the old, old man, who through so many lonely years had walked. and tended the spot where all that he loved most on earth lay sleeping away her last great rest. So often had Harry and Topsie recounted their first meeting with the hermit, the wonderful tale which he had related to them, and the tragic end of their voyage to the great gold mine of ore, that both their uncle and aunt seemed as if they had gone through

Starting point is 06:19:26 the whole experiences themselves and were looking again on scenes already witnessed. Thus they had bivouacked on this lonely spot, taking care not to trample or destroy the flowers that blazoned upon it in their many and variegated hues, flowers planted and trained by the old man's hand to beautify the grave of his darling. The oppressiveness had made itself first felt that night, and with such force that everyone threw off the fur koppas in which they had rolled themselves to sleep. If they hoped for relief with the morning they were disappointed, for it continued as bad as ever beneath a cloudless sky. The eagerness and excitement to see the cave of gold had, however, buoyed the party up, and they had embarked once more upon the raft full of the keenest expectations.

Starting point is 06:20:21 Do you see yonder bend ahead, Uncle Francis? Suddenly exclaimed Harry, who had been looking ahead for some time. Certainly, my boy, answered his uncle. Well, round that corner the river ends and the cave will face us. This announcement aroused everyone to the highest pitch of excitement. Over and over again, Willie and Mary and Freddie had dreamt about this wonderful cave, and now, actually, they were nearing it, and in a few minutes would look upon it in all reality. The raft flew through the water, urged forward by the eager Indians who were quite as keen as the children to behold the cave wherein their young chief and Quastral had both so nearly met a tragic fate.

Starting point is 06:21:09 Soon the bend pointed out by Harry was reached, and the corner turned, and then they looked and beheld the scene of that dangerous adventure. And Sir Francis and Lady Vane and their children, as they too gazed thereon, felt that Harry's and Topsie's description thereof had been in no wise over-colored or overdrawn, for there stretched the long lake-like termination of the river they had been following, cased in by the huge precipices which culminated in the giant cave or mine of ore. Oh, how glorious! How splendid! burst out, Freddie enthusiastically. Just look, Mary and Willie, such a cave. Won't we have fun exploring it and carrying away the gold?

Starting point is 06:21:57 Do you know Harry and Topsy? He added a little mischievously. I never quite believed the cave was so splendid as you described it to be, but now I ask your pardon for my incredulity. Wait till you get inside, my man, answered Harry loftily as he rose from his recumbent attitude in the prow of the craft, which was pointing straight for the cave, and you will see if I and Topsie are inventors or not. Dear old mine, I little thought to see you so soon again. As he spoke, the craft glided alongside the mouth of the great gold mine of ore, and in a moment the boy had sprung into the archway up to his knees in water. He was quickly followed by his sister and cousins, Aniwi, Pignon, Sir Francis, and Lady Vane, behind whom came Blanchard, carrying the baby Cacique, who, by the by, made a capital traveler,

Starting point is 06:22:53 being always in the best of tempers and willing to be amused. In close attendance was Graveille, who followed his little charge about like a shadow, and then came Chorlo Coquette and all the other Indians, the raft having been made safe to the same giant creeper as had held all the previous ones. The blue light shone at the far end and splashing through the water went the long procession in orderly line, and as it came nearer to the light at the end, the stream grew shallower and shallower until the water scarcely covered their feet. But when they reached that portion of the passage which opened to the right and left, Harry and Topsy, who were walking in the van of the party,

Starting point is 06:23:43 suddenly uttered exclamations of surprise and halted, for the opening to the right was completely blocked up by huge detached rocks which reached high above them and entirely barred the way in that direction. Here's a pretty go, exclaimed the girl. All chance of seeing that part of the cave is gone. This must have fallen since you were here, Pignon, she continued, turning to the Indian Cacique. Even so, he answered in a voice of awe, the gualichu of evil has placed a giant barrier there, and within the body of the Trouco Queen is sleeping alone and shut out from the presence of the man save whose life she died. It must have been a an avalanche or perhaps an earthquake, which has done this, remarked Lady Vane, as she looked

Starting point is 06:24:31 upwards and noted the place once the huge block of rock had been detached. Not 50 Trouco queens would lift this pignon, and had it fallen when you were in there, your bones would have been quietly moldering ere this. Even so, replied the Indian again, and in the same awestruck voice, Well, come on down this way, put in Harry, the greater part of the gold is in this cave, and it was therein that dear old Uncle Harry died, and where Miriam Vane and her child, and James Outram, were killed by the Andy's demons. I am glad this way is not choked up. What if it should become so while we are in it? exclaimed Lady Vane in a startled voice. Is it wise, Francis, for us to linger here? Do you think, with these evidences of demolition

Starting point is 06:25:23 going on? I don't want to appear an alarmist, dear, but such a possibility is possible, and I think we should be careful. Quite right to be prudent, Ruby, answered her husband, but I don't think there is any danger. All these rocks look solid enough. Let us at least go and look at the cave in which the big pool lies surrounded by gold. I must see that. To have come all this way and not see it would be absurd. So Lady Vane, who was quite as anxious as Sir Francis to look upon the scene, about which she had heard so much, put aside her fears and followed him. The boys and girls had already preceded them, and when the rest entered the cave they saw them standing on the shores of the lake with their arms thrown round each other's necks, gazing silently upon the wonderful scene

Starting point is 06:26:15 before them. For even as Harry and Topsie had related, all round the lake stretched gold. Gold. Gold everywhere. The sight of this vast store of wealth lying silent, useless, and out of the ken of man, was a most wonderful spectacle, enough to strike the mind as something almost incredible. Yet there was the reality staring the explorers in the face. Gold in vast abundance. untouched and unused. The Indians were quick to appreciate the situation, and soon the whole party of them were on their knees, filling their kappas and ponchos with the precious metal.

Starting point is 06:26:58 Even Sir Francis and Lady Vane seemed struck with the gold fever, for they too began collecting nuggets, an occupation in which the children soon joined them. Shagg, sitting on his haunches and looking gravely on, and wondering if everybody had gone mad, and why his beloved mistress was so busy picking up stones. As he sat with wonder plainly depicted in his honest eyes, he suddenly seemed to lose his balance,

Starting point is 06:27:27 falling violently forward onto his nose where he lay sprawling and unable to rise. At the same time, a curious sight might have been witnessed, of Indian forms heaving up and down and waving to and fro as they clutched at the ground and tried to hold on to it. Our white friends were all precipitated earthwards, presenting much the same appearance as the Indians, while the water in the passage leading from the lofty cave in which they were all assembled, could be heard lashing itself against the rocky walls that confined it. Immediately, cries of terror began to resound throughout the cave,

Starting point is 06:28:06 the Indians becoming distraught with fear, but their cries were soon drowned in a more overwhelming sound. that of crashing and falling rocks. Children, here, come here quick, cried Sir Francis in a loud, terrified voice, and with that promptitude of implicit obedience, they staggered towards him. Even as they did so, a terrible crash almost deafened them as a huge rock detached from the opening above came thundering down into the middle of the lake, casting aloft and around a perfect delixte deluge of spray and water. Just along the passage, another fearful crash followed the fall of this rock, making the

Starting point is 06:28:51 whole cave tremble with the shock. After this, the heaving of the ground became still, whereupon Lady Vane gave quick, sharp orders to retreat at once from the cave, and Pignon and Annie Wee joined her in giving a like order to the Indians. They were on the point of obeying when another upheaving of the ground took place, precipitating everyone face downwards once more, and adding to the wild terror which had seized upon the Indians. Again, the waters lashed the walls in fury, once more the crashing of rocks resounded, and then a distant sullen roar became audible, like the booming of cannon far away. It approached nearer and nearer. There was a rushing, hissing sound, the shriek of a whirlwind on high as though

Starting point is 06:29:45 the aperture above the mountain torrent there came pouring down upon the terrified group. A cloud of stones, wood, snow, and debris of all sorts and kinds. Most of it fell into the lake where the detached rock had already fallen. But some of it struck the cowering Indians, and severely injured many of them, a stone striking Gravial with fearful force and half-stunning him. Let us get out of this accursed place, cried Sir Francis vehemently. Any risk is better than remaining here to be crushed to death. Come, children, come, Ruby. Let us make a rush for the passage and gain the raft. Pignon, Anniewee, entreat your people to make an effort to follow us. If we remain here, we shall be killed

Starting point is 06:30:32 or buried alive. As he spoke, he made for the passage leading from the cave, and Annie Wee, possessing herself of the little Guardia, who was crying piteously, followed, close behind him. But Lady Vane and the children, as they brought up the rear, heard a deep groan escape Sir Francis as he came suddenly to a full stop before a huge jagged rock, which barred all forward progress and prevented any exit that way. Good God, burst from the baronet's lips as he stared helplessly before him. The worst has happened. We are buried alive. End of Chapter 26. Section 27 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen.

Starting point is 06:31:27 This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Melissa Marie. Annie We or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 27. So Lady Vane's misgivings had not been without cause. the worst that she had surmised as possible had happened.

Starting point is 06:31:51 Buried alive, was this the end of this terrible mine, to enter which seemed forever to bring death and misfortune? First Miriam Vane, her child, and James Outram, next old Sir Harry Vane, then the Trouca Queen, and now a large band of human beings, had come under its merciless sway. The earthquake had passed away, leaving entombed considerably over twenty-two-two-tombed considerably over twenty, all more or less young, none over the prime of life. Ah, to die thus was bitter indeed. Mary and Willie behaved splendidly. There was no whining or crying on their part. They took

Starting point is 06:32:31 example by their father and mother who, after the first shock of horror, had run through them, pulled themselves together, and prepared to meet the fearful situation with courage and fortitude. So, too, did Harry Topsie and Freddie, like the plucky. young Britishers that they were, and Shag, of course, knew as yet nothing about the impending doom, but it took a long time to make some of the Indian Braves understand the situation. When they did, however, they howled and shouted in their despair, and rushed frantically to and fro like beings distraught in spite of Annie Wee and Pignon's efforts to preserve order. But they were not all cowardly. Blanche, though she wept,

Starting point is 06:33:16 so silently. She had taken LaGuardia Chica from Annie Wee's arms again, and seating herself on the ground rocked it gently to and fro, while Chorlo and Coquette stood silent and dumbfounded, yet too brave to wail or lament. Was there no outlet for escape? Sir Francis and Lady Vane scanned their surroundings eagerly. Far above them they could see the blue sky and even the green of Forest Verdeur growing without. how they longed for wings to soar aloft to the opening and escape. Aunt Ruby, exclaimed Topsy suddenly, if one could only reach yon outlet above, one would be safe.

Starting point is 06:33:58 Mere mockery, Topsy, to mention it, replied Lady Vane almost reprovingly. Who amongst us could scale that terrible face, one false step, and we should be precipitated into the icy waters of this lake, and dashed to pieces against yon fallen rock? Yet we shall die of a worse fate if we remain here, persisted the young girl in whose face shone the light of a high resolve taken. Listen, Aunt Ruby. Listen, Uncle Francis. Why should not one of us make the attempt? If we reach the top, we could descend the precipice to the raft by one of those giant creepers. It was up and down them that our old uncle told us the demons passed to and fro to the cave. Then, with the help of some lassoes made firm to yon trees above and let down here, the whole lot of us could escape. Let me try and make the attempt. You know you always said I could scale rocks better than my brother and cousins.

Starting point is 06:34:58 What is the good of perfecting oneself in anything if at a moment like this one does not try and turn it to good use? Let me try at any rate. I believe that if perfect silence were enjoined and with God's great, help, I might find a way to the top. Anyhow, I can but try. Brave, Topsy, yet in face of this courageous proposal, this high resolve, so modestly and quietly put, there are many who still presumed to train the boy up to believe himself the girl's superior in daring skill, strength, and physical activity. It is a false and unnatural idea, one to which the beautiful athletic girl gave the lie direct, and she stood there prepared to face a violent death in a great effort to save the lives of her companions in misfortune. Yet why was topsy plucky and strong? The equal, nay,

Starting point is 06:35:53 the superior of her brother. Because she had been given fair play, equal opportunities had been meted out to her in all things possible, we're not denied by law. There stood the result justifying the plea in favor of giving perfect equality to the boy and and girl in their bringing up, and their mental and physical education. Who shall gauge the thoughts of Sir Francis Vane as he saw before him the noble result of his efforts to give Topsy the same fair play as that which had been meted out to her brother? Yes, who? Large tears sprung to his eyes as he laid his hand on the shoulder of his undaunted niece.

Starting point is 06:36:34 My dearest child, he said, and his voice trembled, who shall refuse your brave offer? Not I. Say a prayer to God and try your best, and may the great and good God protect you. But Harry sprung forward and threw his arms around his sister's neck. He could not bear to see her go from him to risk her life, even in the fearful situation in which they were placed. Let me go, Topsy, he cried pleadingly. You are worth a dozen of myself. Let me have the first try. No, dear, she answered firmly. And Uncle Francis has given me leave, and I mean to try. I think, Harry, I can do it. I am a good climber, you know, and I am strong. Pray to God that I may succeed. She kissed her brother as she spoke and unclasping the knife which hung from her belt, opened the big blade, put the handle between her teeth, motioned a shag to remain beside Harry, and then not daring to trust herself to look at those she loved so dearly, walked quickly along the gold-shingled shore towards the frowning precipice facing her, and a down whose sides, the sullen cataracts seemed to roar defiance on the desperate attempt which she was about to make.

Starting point is 06:37:48 The gallant girl prayed as she went along, prayed more earnestly than she had ever done in her life before, for did she not know the skill and dexterity, a firm grip and iron nerve, all of which she possessed, were nothing without the great sustaining power and protection of the God who made her. Yes, Topsy prayed, but she prayed not only. She trusted with all her might and main, trusted so implicitly in the power that she prayed to, that when she reached the base of the precipice and looked upwards, ghastly and forbidding as the ascent appeared, it did not appall her. The cataract shot down from the heights above in such a manner that it formed a kind of arch between itself in the rocky side of the lofty cave, and under it, Topsie passed, and for a time became

Starting point is 06:38:38 lost to her companion's view in the water curtain that intervened between her and their anxious gaze. She scanned the face of the precipice with the eye of a connoisseur. She had not scaled the Irie heights at home in vain. The experience of her childhood scrambles over and up those steep and difficult crags had taught her many a valuable lesson in the art of climbing. They stood her in good steed now and enabled her to decide on the best line to take. She found, to her delight, that thick creepers hung down from above, and that between the rocks of the steep face, a vein of sandstone followed an upward course. If the creepers were strong enough to support a portion of her weight, she felt that she could cut notches in the sandstone for a footing, whenever the harder

Starting point is 06:39:26 rock became steep or denied her purchase thereon. She ceased praying. She would pray no more, So firm was Topsy's trust that she would have thought it a mockery against God to have done so. She placed her foot on a low ledge of rock, caught hold of a pointed crag above her, and drew herself slowly up to it. She had determined to husband her strength to its utmost that exhaustion might not intervene to frustrate success. Then she seized another jutting point above this and got into a standing position in the first. Here she paused to take breath and bearings. Both hands clasped around the second point, both feet planted firmly together on the first one. Over her head hissed the falling waters of the cataract as they performed their gigantic leap, aird joining hands with the cold, dark lake below,

Starting point is 06:40:18 on their way to feed the silent river up which the explorers had worked their way so hopefully only to be entombed. As she stood and rested herself, Topsie's quix, quick eye perceived across the soft sandstone vein a stretch of rock, slanting hollow words, which she saw at once, if only it could be reached, would enable her to scale at least 30 feet of the precipice without very great exertion, and which would thus bring her to some thick interlacing creepers, strong with the growth of ages which would be of enormous assistance to her in her desperate enterprise. But the sandstone vein was as smooth as crystal, and there was but one way to cross it, namely by cutting notches for the hands and feet.

Starting point is 06:41:04 A difficult and dangerous task indeed, yet it must be attempted. So Topsy did not flinch. She felt certain of success if it was God's will. So, letting herself down onto her knees, she cut into the sandstone with her knife balancing herself with the other hand. She managed the first notch right enough and at once regained her former position, this time cutting a notch on a level with her hands and another just beyond it. Then she replaced the knife between her teeth,

Starting point is 06:41:35 put both hands into the two upper notches, and let her feet into the lower one. She was now standing in such a position that the two upper notches were on a level with her waist, and they were being hollowed above and below. She was able to hook her right hand upwards and hold on thereby, leaving her left one free to handle the knife, which was to cut the next notch above her slanting to the left. Into this fresh notch, when finished, she would insert her left hand after replacing the knife and her teeth

Starting point is 06:42:06 and draw her feet up into the one in which her right hand was at that moment fixed. Slowly but surely, step by step, notch by notch, the brave girl made her way across the glassy surface, until at length her hand grasped the primeval crowsy, creepers with triumphant clutch. For the next 30 feet progress was easy enough to this live, athletic child of nature, as hand over hand she drew herself up higher and higher towards the spot where rescue lay. Then another difficulty intervened in the shape of the sandstone vein again, but this time there was no slant about it as it ran straight up, perpendicular above the girl's

Starting point is 06:42:52 head for some 40 feet. Well, there was nothing for it but notch-cutting again, and Topsy buckled to her work. The spray of the cataract blew into her face and refreshed her greatly, for the sweat of exertion had burst out upon her and stood in large beads across her brow. It took her more than an hour to creep slowly upwards and encompassed this forbidding obstacle. Several times her brain reeled, and exhaustion almost overcame her, but she battled bravely with her weakness, summoned all her remaining strength and courage, and won. Ragged rock and creviced crags now faced her, but after her late difficult experiences, these appeared easy sailing enough, for there was footing room and creepers to grasp and support her. Very adroitly, she worked her way upwards never once looking below,

Starting point is 06:43:46 her climbing experiences, having taught her how fatal the practice is, even to the best of mountaineers. No, with Topsy it was all excelsior. Her aim was to gain the summit. And she gained it. Within two hours of the moment when she had placed her foot on the first crag, full of confidence in God, Topsy Vane had grasped the flag of victory and passed from her prison to the outer world. She heard a glad, wild cheer burst forth from her darling Harry, and then cheer after cheer from those entombed with him. She heard it all as she dropped on her knees and poured forth a silent prayer of Thanksgiving for her deliverance, to the God to whom she had prayed and in whom she had trusted. Then she arose and looked about her.

Starting point is 06:44:37 All around her grew primeval forest, but the earthquake which had entombed her party and the avalanche, parts of which had swept into the mine, as already related, had upheaved and borne to the ground many a noble tree, which had reared its head for centuries. The mountain stream, which fed the cataract from the giant Andes, was in many parts almost blocked up with the debris, but Topsie did not waste time looking about her. She had still a difficult and dangerous, as well as arduous climb to perform, down and up the precipice which overlooked the entrance to the cave, and the dark silent river below. If aught befell her in this climb,

Starting point is 06:45:20 hers would be the fate to die close to, and yet without the range of all she loved so dearly, for were they not entombed within the cave and powerless to reach her? She scrambled across jagged rocks and fallen trees, making her way over the head of the cave with all speed possible, and never pausing until she reached the deep gorge and looked down on the raft below.

Starting point is 06:45:44 Yes, there hung the thick creepers, heavy and interlaced with the growth of years, a veritable beanstalk leading up and down from the river to the heights above. Topsie grasped the head of one and fearlessly let herself down over the precipice. More than a hundred feet yawned beneath her, but her nerve was of iron, her wrists like steel, and in less than half an hour she had loosed her hold and sprung on to the raft. End of Chapter 27. Chapter 28 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording.

Starting point is 06:46:30 All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Melissa Marie, Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie, Chapter 28. On gaining the raft, Topsie had once quitted it for the watery entrance to the cave, and groping her way along the dark passage, made for the place where in all those she loved so dearly were confined. The blue light showed very dimly ahead, and on reaching it she found that large masses of rock had fallen, blocking up the way on both sides. She pushed on as far as possible and then stopped and shouted to Harry. He heard her, and his voice came back in quick reply.

Starting point is 06:47:13 safe so far, Harry, by God's mercy, she cried. I am going to climb up the face again. The creepers are strong, but I shall have to be very wary, and it will take me some time. Keep up heart, darling, and pray for me. That I will, she heard him answer, and then she turned and groped her way back to the raft. With great care, she inspected the lassoes and selected four of the strongest and most supple she could find. Then she tied them all together, and as they were very heavy, she knotted several more of them together,

Starting point is 06:47:48 and attaching one end to the ones which she had selected, she fastened the other end round her waist, and without further ado, recommenced her arduous climb. Arduous indeed, but nothing when compared with the perilous assent which she had so lately attempted and accomplished. The creepers hung thick and matted, and it required but a firm grip, a clear head, and physical strength to negotiate them,

Starting point is 06:48:15 all of which, as we know, topsy vein possessed to the highest degree. But the heat was now her greatest enemy, the sultriness which had reigned before the earthquake having in no way abated, a fact which strongly impressed itself upon the girl, and made her fear for a recurrence of the upheaval, before she could come to the rescue of her imprisoned friends. The idea haunted her and filled her with the most acute anxiety. It was therefore, with heartfelt thankfulness, that after about an hour's hard work, the gallant girl gained the summit

Starting point is 06:48:50 and proceeded to draw up the face she had just scaled the four lassoes which she had left tied together on the raft. Slinging them over her shoulder, she hurried across the rough way of fallen trees which she had lately traversed, and in a short time reached the yawning crater-like mouth of the great gold mine of ore. It was a happy, triumphant moment, that in which she looked down on the anxious faces far below, and told the imprisoned party of her success. Then she undid the coiled lassoes and, nodding them firmly together, made them fast to the stems of two giant trees,

Starting point is 06:49:28 and let the other ends down to her friends. Meanwhile, Sir Francis, and Pignon and Annie Wee had been marshalling the Indians into order, and strict instructions were issued that they were not to attempt to avail themselves of the lassoes, until called upon to take their turn. The first sent forward were Lady Vane and Mary, and as both were active and athletic, and neither were novices in the climbing art, the ascent was accomplished happily and safely. then the baby Cacique, amidst loud protestations on its part, was tied up securely in a poncho to which the end of the lasso was affixed, and this precious burden was drawn up by those above, guided and guarded from sharp points and jagged rocks by Graviel, who ascended by means of the other lasso. After this, four of the strongest Indians were sent up in succession, and then Willie and Freddie. Thus, those on the top were able to help their friends below by drawing them up the difficult and most precipitous places,

Starting point is 06:50:36 and in less than an hour, all were safely hauled up except Pignon, Annie Wee, Sir Francis, Harry, and Shagg. Now, my boy, we must send poor Shag aloft, exclaimed the baronet, as the lassoes came tumbling down the sides of the precipice once more. Look here, Harry. You must go with him and do your bow. best to keep him off the sharp rocks in the same way as Gravial did by the baby Cacique. Annie, we will follow, and finally, Pignon and myself. Then, thanks be to God and our brave, dear Topsy, we shall have been all delivered from our terrible position. All right, uncle, answered Mr. Mitchetman, Harry briskly. Will you tie old shag or shall I? I will, Harry, replied Sir Francis, and he then proceeded to make the lasso safe under the

Starting point is 06:51:28 shoulders and loins of the Labrador. Shagg stood very still. He knew perfectly well what was going to happen, being far too wise not to understand the turn affairs had taken. No one had watched Topsy's ascent more closely and keenly than the big shaggy Newfoundland whose heart beat so lovingly for his young mistress. With cocked ears and gently wagging tail, therefore he awaited his turn. Poor Shag! he looked very helpless when he was being hauled up, and in spite of all Harry could do, he was cruelly bumped against the rocks and jagged points. But he uttered no sound of murmuring or complaint, and submitted bravely to the unpleasant ordeal. As the lassoes were being let down again, there was a slight shock of earthquake which filled the Indians with fear, for they began

Starting point is 06:52:22 shouting and running about and behaving in a disordered manner. At once this information was shouted to those in the cave below, and Lady Vane suggested that Aniwi or Pinyon should be hauled up next. But when Sir Francis invited the young queen to take her turn, she hung back. No, she said at once and decidedly. Annie We will leave the cave the last. Did not the white girl Cacique risk her life for us? And shall Annie We show fear because she is an Indian girl? Not so. Will Pinyon and the white Cacique go? And, now, Anniewee will follow. Annie we has spoken. The girl's eyes flashed as she spoke, and there was an imperious ring in her voice, which spoke clearly her determination to be the last to leave their dangerous position. She was a girl, yes, but what of that? She was as brave as any man, and would brook no semblance of inequality between herself and the other sex. Sir Francis at once

Starting point is 06:53:24 saw her determination and respected it. And Pignon knew Anniewee too well not to be aware that when she made up her mind to do anything, nothing would move her from it. The two men, therefore, grasped the lassoes and began to swing themselves aloft. When halfway up, another shock shook the cave and sent Anniewee on to her knees, while a lump of rock not twenty paces from Sir Francis detached itself and thundered into the lake below. For a moment, Pinyon hesitated and glanced at the yawning gulf below, where the girl queen was standing alone amidst the falling rocks. Oh, Annie Wee, he groaned, love of Pinyon's heart, how can I leave thee?

Starting point is 06:54:10 And he began letting himself down again. Pinyon, shouted Sir Francis sternly, Are you mad? Do you not know Annie We well enough to be certain that what she has said, she has said, ah, if you would save her, make haste to reach the top, and then we can drag her up. The Indians still hesitated, when Annie We's voice reached him in clear ringing notes. Mount Pinyon, mount. Annie We will be the last to leave the cave. Has not Annie We spoken? Then he knew that Sir Francis was right, and with desperate exertion made haste to reach the top.

Starting point is 06:54:50 He was at that time fully 40 feet from the summit and could see the eager faces looking down upon him from above. But the 40 feet appeared to him like miles and it seemed as though he would never reach the end of his dreary ascent. Far off there was a distant rumbling, a sound which none mistook, for since they had entered the mountains it had been frequently heard and its causes witnessed by the party on each occasion. Hurry, Francis, hurry! cried Lady Vane as she seized the lasso to which her husband clung, and assisted by some of the others, pulled him clean up the remaining face. Chorlo, Coquette, and El Toro acting likewise by Pignon. As they grasped the summit, willing hands seized them and drew them into safety. But as they did so, the booming noise grew louder.

Starting point is 06:55:45 It was a great rushing sound. Follow me for your lives, shouted Tau. as she darted back and hurried across the fallen trees and wreck created by the late avalanche, and the others were quick to obey, save Pignon, Blancho, and Graviel. Annie Wee, groaned the former as he peered into the crater mouth at the base of which the young queen stood alone. Sweet prairie flower, Pignon will not leave thee. But El Toro and Sir Francis had hurried back, and this latter, seizing the Indian from behind, swung him over his shoulders, and in spite of his struggles bore him from the spot,

Starting point is 06:56:25 El Toro doing likewise by Blancho. Then Graviel, turning, beheld the measure of his danger in the great avalanche rushing towards him. He did not fly, however, but seized the lassoes and swung himself into the yawning mouth once more, letting himself down hand over hand with wonderful rapidity. The brave lad expected death. At least thought he, I will die by my queen. The roar and turmoil increased above his head. A fierce rush dinned his ears. He heard a splash below him, then another and another as he hung in mid-air against the smooth face of the rock which he was

Starting point is 06:57:10 descending. The crashing of trees resounded, and a mass of hard snow struck him on the head. But it did not stun him immediately, those sparks flew in his eyes and his head reeled round like a spinning wheel. He had sufficient sense left to double-notch the lasso around his wrist and grasp it tightly with the other. Then consciousness left him and he remembered no more. When he came to, the hot air of a tropical day was blowing in his face, but he hung no longer suspended over the dark lake with the hissing avalanche above him and destruction at hand. He was lying on soft, mossy ground, with shady trees above his head, and by him knelt Blancha pouring cold water upon his forehead. The scene had assuredly changed. Back across his mind

Starting point is 06:58:04 rushed the lately occurring events, and he groaned with horror. The queen, he cried, starting up and staring at Blancho, where is the queen? Safe, Gravienne. answered the Indian girl smiling. She is saved, and moreover, she saved you at the risk of her own fair life. Did she not brave the falling avalanche and mount the rocks to your rescue as you hung suspended by the wrist? She reached you just in time, for the coil was rapidly loosing itself, and in a few moments you would have fallen below. There, she supported you until the avalanche had passed, and we were able to come to your assistance. Then she made the lasso fast under your shoulders, and we drew you up, next her, the brave young queen. Did she not say she would be the last to leave the cave, and did she not speak well and keep her word?

Starting point is 06:58:59 Blanche has spoken. The girl's eyes filled with tears as she spoke. If Graviel had died, the light of life would have left her heart, and darkness would have crept in to take its place. She loved Gravelle and knew it. Therefore, her heart beat with a profound gratitude to Annie Wee for saving the handsome youth from the jaws of death. But where are they? inquired the young Indian. How is it that you and I are alone, Blancho? The white Cacique's Pignon and the Queen are busy drawing up the rifles and firepowder from the raft. They wished to hasten from the spot and they left me to watch beside you, Graveille, answered the girl.

Starting point is 06:59:40 I am well, I am well, he muttered hastily, with a troubled and half-ashamed look. Saved by the queen, you say, Blancha, and at the risk of her life? Did not Blanche say so, she replied in a low voice, and just a shade of envy therein. It would have made her happy indeed to have acted as Annie Wee had done. Graviel hardly heated her, however, for he had caught the distant sound of voices lower down and started at once to gain the spot once they came. But he had miscalculated his strength, for dizziness gathered across his eyes as he did so, and he tottered forward. He would assuredly have fallen with force to the

Starting point is 07:00:21 ground had not Blanche sprung forward and supported him. Lean on Blanche, she said gently, and we will walk slowly to where the queen is. Graveille, you were hard hit, and the mists have not yet passed from your brain. Lean on Blanchea. She put her arm round his waist, and he laid his right hand heavily on her shoulder, and in this wise they descended a steep slope until they came upon the whole party standing on the edge of the cliffs which overlooked the river, just at the mouth of the great gold mine of ore. Then Graveille started forward and threw himself at Annie We's feet. Didst not thou, great queen, risk thy life for Graviel, he cried gratefully, and shall Graviel ever forget it? It was nothing, answered Annie Wequan.

Starting point is 07:01:12 quietly as she motioned him to rise, I dared to save you, simply what you dared, in order to die beside your queen. But the great Gualucho was merciful, and we are both safe. At this moment, the head and shoulders of Harry appeared on the ledge of the cliff. He had been let down its face to the raft in order to send aloft the things packed thereon, and was now on the point of being safely drawn up himself. The heat was stupt. rifling, and his face was very red. I am hot and no mistake, he exclaimed as he regained his feet. As he spoke, the earth began to tremble once more under the feet of everyone who,

Starting point is 07:01:55 instinctively, rushing back from the edge of the precipice, threw themselves upon the ground. Almost immediately afterwards, a heavy fall of rock resounded, followed by a tremendous crash, a rush, and a dull thud. The ground rippled yet a while. and then grew still. Sir Francis and Topsy were the first to rise, and they beheld a strange sight indeed. A great landslip had taken place, and that which had but a moment before been a wide-stretching cave full of gold, was now a confused heap of rocks and earth and uprooted trees lying palmel on the top of each other, and completely filling up the crater mouth of the wonderful mine. The raft had disappeared, and in its place a heap of earth, some twenty feet high by forty long,

Starting point is 07:02:47 rose from out the river, entirely hiding the entrance. Reck and ruin had indeed fallen above the vast store of gold. Merciful Providence! exclaimed Sir Francis as he gazed on the scene with deep awe. Had it not been for thy almighty mercy, the great gold mine of ore would have been our grave and sepulture. My children, he continued in a voice which trembled with feeling. Let us thank God from the bottom of our hearts for this almost miraculous deliverance. So this was the end of the mine of wealth which had lured James Outram to destruction, in which Miriam Vane and her child had met their death, and in which nearly 70 years later Sir Harry Vane had died.

Starting point is 07:03:35 There beneath those rocks piled high, above each other slept the Trouco Queen, and as Harry and Topsie looked on the old familiar scene now so distorted, and thanked God for their strange deliverance, they could not help shuddering as they thought how near to hers had been their fate likewise. End of Chapter 29 of Annie Wee, or the Warrior Queen. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public. domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librabox.org. Read by Christine Bowden, Annie We, or The Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 29. Undisturbed, the travelers had made

Starting point is 07:04:32 their way through the Pramival Forest, which girt the Andes, and guided by Harry and Topsy, had at length reached the lonely hut far up the mountainside. in which for so many years sir henry vane had dwelt and where topsy and harry and anniewee in former wanderings had come upon him living the life of a hermit dead to that world to which he had died more than half a century before his young relatives had found him the hut still stood yet in and around it the thick semi-tropical vegetation of those parts had grown up almost obscuring it from view and busy with the work of decay within, but all else Harry and Topsy had found unchanged. The broad green slope on the borders of which the hut stood, and which opened from the jungle around, was the same, and on it herds of wild cattle and horses were pasturing as of yore, while the cune and deer made free with the rich grass which abounded thereon, and much as the party

Starting point is 07:05:38 required meat, Sir Francis had forbidden these trusting animals to be attacked. It would have been a desecration in his eyes to have brought carnage and slaughter into a scene so peaceful where the old hermit had taught the beasts of nature to confide in, rather than fair man, and whose lessons still held sway amongst them, as was evidenced by their perfect trustfulness in the newcomers. Only a short stay had been made in these parts as Pinyon was fidgeting to regain his own country, averring that unless they fell in with Tahulchi Indians in the Patagonian Pampas, for which they were heading, the journey to the land of Arakunians would be long and wearing. They had, therefore, journeying on through those scenes of glory familiar now to the eyes of Harry and Topsy,

Starting point is 07:06:33 as also to those of Pinyon and Aniwit, but strange to those of all the other members of the party, and had come across herds of the milk-white cattle, golden deer, and Vecunya. Meat was therefore plentiful, and as the Pinyons and our acuias no longer grew in abundance, it was much needed, but our travelers only killed when necessary, not for the sake of sport, but for food. Our last day in these dear old mountains! exclaimed Topsie sadly, as she opened her eyes with the rising sun one glorious morning, and about a month after the departure of the party from the mine of ore. They were encamped not far from the shores of a lovely lake whose waters gleamed with all the splendid tints of the reappearing sun, and upon whose surface thousands, I might truthfully say, myriads of wild duck and wild fowl of various species plumed and washed themselves in happy content,

Starting point is 07:07:35 previous to winging their flight to far-away feeding grounds. There was the gravy, with its beautiful plumage, but sad and more than more, mournful cry, the barbary duck with its rich coat of colors and handsome figure, large milk-white swans with black heads, flamingos gorgeous and splendid, troops of geese raising discordant clamor and the holy abyss of biblical renown. Every species and kind of duck seem to inhabit that lake, a variable bird's paradise. I wish I'd been there, I hear some of my young readers exclaim. doubt, I answer. But here the reason of one who has traveled and hunted and shot as much as most men in different

Starting point is 07:08:22 parts of the world, why it was that Harry and Topsie and their cousins let their guns lie idle. There comes a time often to the most hardened sportsmen, when to slay is distasteful, to destroy more painful than pleasure, when to look upon the glories and joys of animal life, is work all the heavy bags of game which this world could purvey for be it remembered and this the writer has often thought as she surveyed her dead spoil not all the power of man can restore to his silent motionless victim the life which he so lightly took away there was the reason my young friends why the broad lagoon was left in peace and the happy life that reigned upon it allowed to remain undisturbed by harry Topsy, Freddie, Willie, and Mary. Hey, what's that? inquired Freddie, raising himself sleepily on his elbow.

Starting point is 07:09:23 Did you speak, Topsy? Yes, lazy, I did. She replied, laughing. I was bemoaning the fact that this is our last day in these splendid mountains. Today we shall make the pompus. And some friends and horses, I hope, grumbled Harry, who was awake too. I tell you what, Topsy, my feet are as tender as can be, and I shall not be sorry to be astride a dear old gea again. What say you all? Everyone agreed. The traveling had been pretty

Starting point is 07:09:59 stiff and had told somewhat severely on the Indians, who in a manner are born on a horse. Their potechro boots had been quite worn through, and they had been obliged to wrap their feet up in the height of the animals shot for food, which did not answer very well and gave considerable trouble. As may be imagined, therefore, they looked forward with no little anxiety to their arrival in the pompous, where they hoped to fall in with some of Aniwees tribe, the Patagonian or Tahoechee Indians. The morning plunge over, everyone reassembled for breakfast round the fire which Graviel had kindled and upon which he was cooking some venison. The mathe bowl went round.

Starting point is 07:10:46 A fair supply of meat was apportioned to each person for present needs. And a good supply was half cooked and pegged out to dry in the sun to be carried on for future use. The sun is well up. I think we should be starting Pignon. Put in Sir Francis suddenly, as he saw the mathe bowl reach its, last recipient as there is no sign of annie we corlow and coquette i suppose they have not fallen in with indians as yet and will therefore await us at gatchen haike the signor speaks well answered the indian kashike as he rose and gave the order to form into marching order that is to say indian file it should be explained that annie we and the two indian girls mentioned had preceded the party the previous day and had proceeded towards the pompous in the hopes of coming across some Tahoechay hunting parties

Starting point is 07:11:44 and securing horses upon which to return to Arukanian territory. They were directing their steps for Lake Nahul, Hulalpi, which occupied the pompous at the entrance to the mountain region somewhat higher up. Thus the party set out an Indian file, each person carrying his or her portion of meat, as well as ammunition and rifle. Our white friends, being, moreover, overburdened with a change of clothing each so that all were pretty well loaded. It was extremely hot. Walking was trying, and the baby Kashike had begun to vent her displeasure in a series of protesting miniature yells. When Willie sung out, Holoa, look there, Mother! Lady Vane and the others did look, and what they saw made them

Starting point is 07:12:32 joyful indeed, for there, coming over a distant hill was a troop of horses with any at their head and a group of Indians bringing up the rear. Hip, hip, hurrah! shouted Harry and Freddie together, and then the latter added in a delighted tone. Bless you, Annie Wee, you are a trump. The moment that the young queen cited the weary travelers, she put her horse into a canter and came flying along to meet them. In a few minutes she had reached them.

Starting point is 07:13:02 Good news! She cried, exultingly as she rose up. Gilwinnikush and a thousand Talhuches are on the borders of the Great Lagoon. I heard it. I heard of it from a hunting party of my own people with whom I, Corlo and Coquette, fell in on the plane of Talke. They were on their way to join him, so I sent Corlo and Coquette to tell him of our coming. And my self-returned with these horses here.

Starting point is 07:13:30 See, Warriors, she continued, pointing to the welcome troubiglia. here are horses and plenty. The Indians need walk no more. A short halt was made to enable everyone to tidy and furbish themselves up, coming off such an expedition as that on which they had been engaged, as may be readily supposed, no one looked as if he or she had come out of a bandbox. The whites were all tremendously sunburned, and rocks, thorns, and dense jungles had played havoc with their clothes. A desire, however, to cut as smart a figure as possible before the Patagonians, whom they would so shortly meet contributed to the zest with which the Araucanians made their toilets. The sight of the horses and the knowledge that they were told those and comforts ahead

Starting point is 07:14:22 had raised the spirits of everyone, and the hardships of the past weeks of toil and severe work were quickly forgotten in the pleasant recontre of the moment. At length, everyone had mounted, and the cavalcade which set forth for the Nehulhu-Hulapy lagoon was by no means an unimposing one. A ride of three or more hours through rock-strewn gorges across narrow valley plains and occasional brushwood thickets brought the whole party at length onto the borderline which marked the point where the hilly region ceased and the vast stretching pompous began. The sight of them raised hairy spirits to the highest pitch, and he began whooping and cheering like an Indian in full war paint, much to the amusement of all the other Indians. His antics, however, came suddenly to an abrupt conclusion as over the horizon of a low, hillocky ridge, dust appeared to rise up like smoke, and the noise of many horses galloping resounded across the plain. In a moment every eye was fixed and every ear open, intent on the sight and sounds before, and rapidly nearing them.

Starting point is 07:15:35 A long line of mounted horsemen were advancing at topmost speed, horsemen whose size looked gigantic against the skyline, but whose figures were small when compared with the tall and magnificent Indian that rode at their head. In a moment, Annie We had recognized him, and with a cry of joy had put her horse into full swing and sent him galloping over the pompous to meet the stately giant. This was no other than the great Cascay Gilwinnikush, her father, and paramount head of the Talhucci or Patagonian Indians. As the chief caught sight of the slim, graceful figure of his only child,

Starting point is 07:16:14 he raised his hand, brought his horse abruptly onto its haunches, becoming motionless thereon. The Talhucci is behind him doing likewise. Then, as Annie we galloped up, a hoarse shout of welcome greeted the young queen, who the next moment was clasped in her father's arms. More than a year had elapsed since they had met, and the meeting was a joyful and happy one. The chief had received from Coquette and Corlo a hurried sketch of all that had happened during the past few weeks, and was therefore not wholly in the dark as to the reason of this unexpected meeting. When the part,

Starting point is 07:16:53 party wrote up Gilwinnikush at once recognized Harry, Topsie and Sir Francis Vane, but had to be introduced to the others. He received them with stately courtesy and with becoming Indian dignity, though he could not quite dispel the smile of happiness which hovered round his lips as his eyes sought the face of his child. Gilwinnikush salutes the great chiefs and his old friends and bids them welcome. He said in a voice of genuine ring whereof could not be mistaken, and then the whole party proceeded on its way towards the big lagoon, around which the toldos of his tribe were pitched.

Starting point is 07:17:32 As they neared it, they could see numerous mountain Indians awaiting their approach, while crowds of women and children press forward to catch a glimpse of their young chieftainess, the news of her approach having spread like wildfire. just like coming home, eh, Topsy? Said Harry in his happy, eager voice as brother and sister rode side by side, picking out faces that they knew and recognizing old friends. All's well that ends well. We've had an awfully jolly expedition,

Starting point is 07:18:04 and one that I shall look back to as long as I live, shan't you? Rather, answered Topsy, it has been a very happy time. End of Chapter 29. Chapter 30 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Melissa Marie. Annie We or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie. Chapter 30

Starting point is 07:18:44 The fact may perhaps be forgiven that our five young friends considerably overslept themselves and did not awake the next morning until long after the Indians had arisen and were about. After many weeks on the hard ground at night, the luxury of the Indian skin couches was a novel change to everyone, the consequence being little sleep to begin with, followed by slumber, heavy, fatigued, and prolonged. When therefore the two girls and three lads arose, they found life in the Indian camp both awake and in full swing. Not only that, but unusual activity appeared to rain therein. Something's up, said Harry knowingly, as the five stood together watching the busy scene. I wonder where Annie Wee is. She would tell us?

Starting point is 07:19:31 Why, there she is, Harry, put in Mary eagerly and pointing towards several mounted figures at the far end of the toldos riding their way. These proved to be Pignon, Annie Wee, Graviel, Chorlo, and Coquette, and our young friends at once walked to meet them. What's up, Annie We? inquired Topsy, as the Indians reined up on reaching them, and she noted a disturbed look on Nanny Wee's face. Akoski has just arrived, answered the Indian queen, with a message from Kastral. The Christianos are raiding our country in force, and some are entering it by way of Patagonia. Quastral warns Gil Winnicush of the approach of a large body of Christianos and has begged him to advance at once, and attack them by Las Manzanas, while he himself encounters them from the other

Starting point is 07:20:18 side. Seven days ago, the Koski left Kostral's camp and, lo, he is only here today, though he has ridden hard. This is serious news, Annie Wee. And what is going to happen? Again, inquired Topsy. What else? But a forward march at once and an attack on the Christianos, answered the Indian girl quickly. Is it not enough to make our blood burn angrily to feel that we are as yet so far away from our hated foe? In effect, what Annie We had foretold was soon verified, foretoldows were struck, and hasty preparations were made for an immediate departure. Large troupeglias of horses were driven up, and in less than two hours from the statement of the young queen, the whole of the immense

Starting point is 07:21:03 cavalcade was on the march in Indian file. Gawinikush calculated that it would take him quite three days to reach the borders of Patagonian and Oricanian land, but he had decided to camp finally northwestward of Gaelum, a spot situated some 40 miles south of the frontier, where there was water and game in abundance, and where, leaving the bulk of the camp in charge of 300 of his warriors, he could advance with some 700 to cooperate with Kastral against the common enemy. The young people enjoyed the march over the plains tremendously. The Patagonian Cacique had placed plenty of horses at their disposal, and permitted them to accompany the severally detached bands of hunters whose business it was to provide food for the multitude. Freddie, Willie,

Starting point is 07:21:50 and Mary became quite versed in the art of throwing the bolus and lasso, and many was the spin, which they had after fleet ostriches and still fleeter Guanacos, generally ending in the triumph of the ladder and the intense fatigue of shag. The sun was setting low when one evening the whole cavalcade rode into the valley which girt the plain of Galum. This valley extended for several miles, abruptly terminating in a long, narrow lake, fringed in with shady trees and fallen rocks. Westward, rough hills rose up, jagged and precipitous, forming a capital barrier against attack, the lake serving the same purpose in front and on the right, while the narrow rear alone required protection. It was here that the Toholtze Kasek had determined to pitch the Toldoes,

Starting point is 07:22:41 as being an unexceptionally safe position for them and one easily defended. And it was from here that the following morning a column of 700 warriors rode forth, headed by Gil Winnicus, Pinyon, and Aniwi, and bound for Las Manzanas. Accompanying this force were Sir Francis and Lady Vane and their children, as well as Harry and Topsie, besides whom were Graviel Blanche, Chorlo, Coquette, and the Oricanian following. The baby Cacique was left in the charge of Keokin, Annie Wee's mother, to be cared for by her until the war was over. Scouts sent out had reported the existence of a white force encamped between the borderline and Las Manzanus,

Starting point is 07:23:26 and Gilwynikush, after holding a council of war, had determined to try and surprise them, for the Cristiano's intent on taking their Oricanian foes by stratagem knew nothing of the approaching force of Tehulche allies in their rear. A forced march of thirty-five miles brought these ladder within ten miles or so of the Cristiano's camp. Here, they bivouacked in a low valley with a running stream, wherein the abundance of grass ensued good feeding for the horses. And it was decided that with the break of day an advance should be made upon the white foe, and a determined effort made to drive them from their position once and for all. After a hurried meal, therefore, of dried meat, everyone lay down to rest, intent on obtaining as much repose as possible,

Starting point is 07:24:16 in view of the hard work before them. Quite understand, young people, that although we accompany the Indians, we take no part in the fight tomorrow if there is one, said Sir Francis as the children bade him good-night. Four, put in Lady Vane, though our sympathies are entirely with the Indians, we cannot engage in bloodshed on their account, nor would it be of the slightest assistance to them. I fear a fight is inevitable, however, and I only hope it will be a decisive one, and result in driving the enemy pell-mell from these brave people's land.

Starting point is 07:24:53 It was very dusky and dark when everyone arose the following morning, but the horses were rapidly driven up, singled out, and saddled by their respective owners, who all preserved the strictest silence. and went through their work in a business-like manner, which showed them to be no novices at such performances. Our white friends found their horses already saddled for them, prepared by the willing hands of the Oricanians at the command of Anniewe. The young queen's heart beat high with hope and expectation as she thought of the coming struggle, and she prayed to the good Gualichu to bring triumph to her people and rout and disaster to the invaders of her adopted country. Truly, she felt that a blow must be struck once and for all of a character so decisive

Starting point is 07:25:41 as to put an end to the incessant guerrilla warfare which the Christianos kept up, in the hope of stealing the red man's land, for peace could never be established between the two people until one or the other obtained the upper hand. Amidst a profound silence, the Tehulche warriors set forth, our white friends bringing up the rear and rode smartly across the undulating plains which led from one valley into another. The Indians were divided into three companies, respectively commanded by Gawinikush, Pignon, and Aniwi, the former leading 234, and the two latter, 233 followers each. It was agreed to try and encircle the Cristiano's camp and fall upon it with the three companies simultaneously.

Starting point is 07:26:34 At length, they cited the enemy's position, and everyone halted. Here, Gilwynikush took his dispositions and bearings, and deputed to Aniwi the task of circumventing the camp and attacking it from the far end, Pignon being ordered westward, and the chief himself electing to begin his attack from the east. It was pointed out by Sir Francis that the Indians would gain a great advantage if they could take as many of the Cristiano's prisoners as possible, and he strongly urged the chief to abstain from unnecessary slaughter, impressing upon him the importance of hostages if a piece of any value was to be obtained. And Gil Winnicus, recognizing this wise advice, promised a horse in return for every white prisoner that was brought to him. Annie Wee shook hands with her white friends

Starting point is 07:27:28 before setting off with her company, though disinclined to look forward to anything but triumph and victory, yet nevertheless, as she observed, death might come, and then she would not be able to say goodbye. And as she rode away in the gray dusk of early morning at the head of her warriors, the children felt lumps rising in their throats as they thought to themselves that perchance in life they might not meet again. Pinyon tacked westward at the same time as Annie we set forth, and our friends remained with Gilwynikush. This latter moved his men slowly towards the east, and then threaded a narrow defile which he averred led forth into the plain where the Christianos were encamped, and here, taking his stand, he awaited the first sign of

Starting point is 07:28:15 attack, which was to come from Annie Wee's side. Gray dawn had passed away, and the sun was fast shooting forward into light. The clouds were glowing with crimson tints, and here and there, and there, a yellow streak of light sped across the sky, heralding the advent of the god of day. As the golden orb rose slowly into life and glimmered in the eyes of the watching and silent Indians, the first note of war came echoing across the quiet plain. It came from Anniewe's company, who, having made a wide detour, had crept round under the cover of a thick wood, almost exactly facing the spot where Gilwynikush stood, and then, without losing a second of time, the young girl leader, standing up in her stirrups, had given the order to charge as she dashed forward

Starting point is 07:29:06 herself at the head of her men. They streamed across the plain towards the white invaders' camp, and as they did so, dusky forms charged from the west and southeast as well. The Christianos rushing from their tense at the loud warning cry uttered by their sentinels, beheld the angry and pitiless Indians, whom they had done their best to make their foes, bearing in this manner down upon them. They rushed to their arms and to their horses. These latter had been kept picketed, as luck would have it, otherwise there would have been no time to collect them. Many of the white men mounted saddleless so great was their haste. With a succession of fierce wild cries the Tehulche warriors came on. Our white friends, watching from some heights above, shivered as they beheld the first

Starting point is 07:29:56 crash of meeting. Anniewee seemed transformed. She was standing up in her stirrups, cheering her followers on, and waving her small but strong and sharp acts around her head. This was the principal weapon of her tribe, for, unlike the Oricanians, they did not carry spears. The charging Indians were met by a steady fusillade from the Christianos, and many saddles were emptied. Mary closed her eyes and shuddered as she pictured Annie Wee one of the victims. But no, Freddy's voice reassured her on that point, and she looked again. A Cristiano had tackled the young queen for the Indians under her command had swept on in spite of the fusillade and had come hand-to-hand in combat with their foes. The Cristiano had clubbed his rifle and was on the point of

Starting point is 07:30:44 bringing the butt end onto her head when by a movement of her knee she made the horse she was riding swerve aside, and the rifle hit nothing but the air. At the same time, she turned her wrist sharply, giving a backstroke at his shoulder, and the axe, well directed by a practiced hand, cut clean into the shoulder blade, completely disabling her assailant. The rifle dropped from his grasp, and the next moment he was her prisoner. Shouts, cries, yells, resounded over the plane. all three companies of Indians were now at work, fiercely contending for victory with their enemies. They fought for their country, for peace, for freedom, did these children of the breezy plain, and therefore they fought bravely and unflinchingly.

Starting point is 07:31:33 The Christianos resisted as doggedly, for it was for life they were struggling, and amidst the confusion of this ghastly fight, could they not see the pictures of their homes across the borderline which they had foolishly quitted in order to rob annoy pillage and maltreat the red man. Amidst this scene of carnage loomed the huge figure of Gilwinikush. Wherever he turned, the Christianos gave way before him. Pignon too was fighting savagely, and the Oricanians of his following could be easily distinguished from the Talhucche's in different parts of the field by the difference in their apparel.

Starting point is 07:32:10 All these were following their Cossiq's example, and helping to keep up the renown of their name. A tall figure riding a bare-backed horse suddenly confronted Annie Wee, and made a thrust at her with a short spear. She parried the thrust, and pulling up her horse with a movement of anger, stood up in her stirrups and waved her axe round her head defiantly. But the weapon almost fell from her grasp as, beneath his Cristiano's apparel, she recognized Inakal and became aware with whom she was dealing. Creeping serpent, she cried as she struck her spurs into her horse and charged straight at him. Dare you attack your queen? Even so, she will leave her mark upon you. And as she spoke,

Starting point is 07:32:55 she made a blow at him with her axe. The sharp weapon struck into his cheek, laying it clean open, but Inakiel was not to be conquered so easily. Uttering a cry of rage, he wheeled round and brought the butt end of his revolver down on Annie Wee's skull as she flashed, past him. The next moment, she had thrown up her hands and her white friends watching her from afar, saw her fall back from her horse and roll to the ground. As she did so, the war-whoop of hundreds of voices broke in upon the already noisy tumult of battle. End of Chapter 30. Chapter 31 of Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen. This is a Librevax recording. All Librevax recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librevox.org.

Starting point is 07:33:52 read by Melissa Marie, Annie Wee or the Warrior Queen by Florence Dixie, Chapter 31. At the sound of it, the face of every Indian lit up with hope and joy while despair rushed quickly to the hearts of the Christianos. Full well they knew that terrible war-whoop, the precursor of a charge from the disciplined and valorous warriors of Quastral. As these came streaming across the plane with their lances set and ready for action, the white men knew that the day was lost. Some essayed flight, but watchful to Hulchais pursued them and brought them back prisoners. And then it was that Gilwynikush remembered Sir Francis Vane's advice. In a moment he resolved to act upon it and rode forward at once to meet the Indian warriors of Quastral.

Starting point is 07:34:42 As they came forward, they could see his tall form sitting motionless on his horse, with his hand raised. This made them slack in their pace, until at length they halted in a long line before him. Warriors, he exclaimed, the great white caciques, the Indian's friends are here, and the head casseek counsels you to surround the Christianos and make them prisoners. He is right, for shall we not have more power over living men in our possession than with cold clay? The advice was sound, but many of the newcomers were young and ardent and longed to gain their laurels in a fight. So they received Gilwinichus' suggestion with shouts of disapproval, which were, however, quickly silenced as Pignon galloped up. A few words from the Tihalche chief suffice to convey to him

Starting point is 07:35:34 the situation. Then he too faced his people. Warriors, he cried, has not Gilwinakush fought the hated enemy on our ground, on our behalf, and shall we scout advice from our best friends? Not so. Pignon bids ye charge and surround the Christianos, and he will give a horse in exchange for every prisoner. As he spoke, the Oricanian warrior turned, and with Gilwynikush, charged straight upon the scene of battle. But as they reached it, the sharp order was passed along the ranks of Oricanians to open and surround, and like magic it was done. The effect, too, was magical. The Christianos saw it was hopeless to. resist, and their leader bade them surrender, an order they were not loth to obey. But one of the

Starting point is 07:36:24 Christianos apparently did not heed this command. He was engaged in fierce combat with an Oricanian youth who parried his furious blows with a strange skill. It seemed as though both had resolved that one or the other must die, so obstinately and determinedly did both dispute the struggle for mastery. It is Graviel, exclaimed Pignon, as he eyed, the combatants, the boy fights well, yet have I not given the order to desist fighting? Has not the chief spoken? Why does the warrior disobey? He rode towards the fighting men as he spoke, his eyes keenly roving the battlefield. Then, for the first time he missed Annie Wee. Again his eyes scoured the plane, but ten minutes since, and he had seen her well, and in good fighting trim, but now he

Starting point is 07:37:15 could see her nowhere. Then an anxious expression stole across his face and a troubled look settled in his roving eyes. Aniwi, he murmured, where art thou? Unconsciously he quickened his pace and came up with the combatants just as the seeming Cristiano, rushing at Graviel, had thrown his long arms round the slim youth's form and borne him from his horse by spurring his own forward. Quick as lightning, However, a knife flashed out in the hand of the young Oricanian, and before his assailant could disarm him, he had plunged it into the assailant's breast. With a yell of agony, Graviel's antagonist let go his hold. Not so the former, however, for seizing the wounded man round the neck, he dragged him from his horse, and the two rolled struggling to the ground. In a moment,

Starting point is 07:38:07 Pignon was off his steed and bending over them. As he did so, he started back. He started back, as if an adder had stung him. The next instant, however, he had swung his axe above his head and brought it with a fierce force upon the skull of Graviel's foe. This settled for good and I the life for which that foe was struggling. The victim relaxed his grasp of the Oricanian, his teeth became clenched, and he fell back dead. In that moment, his features became disclosed, revealing those of Inakayal. So perish the traitor and serpent, burst from Pinyon's lips as he bent over Graviel and raised him up.

Starting point is 07:38:51 For a moment the youth appeared dazed, but quickly recovering himself, he looked anxiously around. Where is she? he cried in a piteous voice. Oh, Cacique, say she as well. She? Who, Graveille? asked Pinyon trembling. The queen, Cacique, do I know. not mean the queen, whom yon creeping thief struck down and would have murdered as she lay helpless

Starting point is 07:39:16 under his horse's feet had the good gualichu not guided my footsteps to the rescue? As he spoke, the clatter of horses' hooves sounded near them, and looking in the direction whence the sound came, the two Indians beheld hairy and topsy galloping to meet them. A few minutes later, and both pulled up some fifty yards away and dismounted beside a motionless figure. which was lying stretched out in a narrow cannon and concealed from view. The motionless figure was Annie Wee. Kneeling down beside the young queen, Topsy raised her head and looked long and anxiously into her pretty dark face.

Starting point is 07:39:58 Annie We's eyes were wide open, her white teeth were clenched, and every muscle seemed rigid. In a moment, Pignon and Graviel were beside her, horror and despair in their eyes. Graviel, get water, quick, commanded Topsie authoritatively, and as the youth rushed off, she sat down on the ground and took Annie Wee's head in her lap. Pignon, she said gently, keep up thy heart. She is not dead, only stunned. I saw yon villain strike her, but he never touched her afterwards, for Graviel rushed in and engaged him. Water will bring her around in a very short time, you will see. And when Graviel came back with a plentiful supply in his

Starting point is 07:40:43 skin Patro Taput, she took some in her mouth and blew it into Annie We's face, repeating the operation several times. And an unfailing cure, as she knew it to be, it proved on this occasion. For in a few minutes, the Indian girl moved, her teeth unclosed, and the light of intelligence came back into her eyes. She at once recognized Pignon, and smiled. Fear not, she said in a weak, faint voice. Anniewee as well. She said no more for Pinyon had her in his arms and was pressing her to his heart while a smothered sob burst from Graviel. Now Pignon, you must not squeeze the little breath she has got left in her, entirely out of her body, put in Topsie laughing. You must give Anniewe to me to look after while you go and see to your prisoners. You will find

Starting point is 07:41:34 the head white Caciques with Gil Winnicus, and they will need you. Trust Annie Wee to me. I am well, quite well, exclaimed Annie Wee as Pinyon set her down, but there was a dazed look in her eyes, which showed she was not altogether recovered. Her horse was grazing near, and Topsie directed Pignon to lift her upon it, and then she and Harry mounted and placed themselves on either side of her to be ready to support her in case of need. Pignon, seeing he could be of no form.

Starting point is 07:42:04 further use and implicitly trusting in Topsie's power to completely cure his treasure. After signing de Graviel to follow him, Rode off quickly to rejoin Gilwinichush. The white prisoners had all surrendered and been disarmed when he rode up, and had likewise had their horses taken from them. When joined by Pignon, Gilwinikush was busy forming them into a column 30-deep, around which the Oricanian warriors were masked to guard them. As Las Manzanus was within a few miles of their present position, it was hastily agreed to send on the prisoners to that place, and Gilwynikush, while electing to accompany opinion and the remaining Noricanians, decided to send back the greater part of his Tehulche followers to the

Starting point is 07:42:50 valley camp in order to guard against an entry into Patagonia from that side. It was judged prudent not to send for the baby Kasik while hostilities continued. She was safer in Keokin's keeping than she could be on. amongst a lot of warriors, and Aniwi's heart was quite at rest about her. Choskies, in the persons of Chorlo and Coquette, had been sent on by Pignon to the Oricanian camp whence the rescue party had started in search of La Guardia Chica so many weeks before, and they were charged to fully report all that had happened during that time to Quastral, as well as the results of the battle which had just taken place,

Starting point is 07:43:29 the death of Inakayal and the valuable capture of prisoners. Pignon further requested that Custral would at once join him at Las Manzanas, there to discuss terms of peace with the Cristiano leader, Sir Francis, having offered to act as mediator between the rival people. That night, therefore, our white friends found themselves seated around a roaring campfire in front of the same told areas which they had occupied on the first night of their arrival in the land of the Oricanians. Anniewe had been put to bed, so to say, that is, she had been relegated to a couch in her toldaria and ordered by Dr. Topsy to lie quite still, her head being bandaged up with cold water. Pignon was in constant attendance, and Blanche never left

Starting point is 07:44:17 her side, while Graviel hovered about, anxious and depressed. They were discussing a fine stake of ostrich pecanes, several of these fleet birds having been bolas that day, and consequently tasted for the first time by Sir Francis, Lady Vane, and their children, though, to Harry and Topsy, they were of course no strangers. Everyone pronounced the meat delicious, and supper was appreciated that night, more than it ever had been during their wanderings. A strange rest had settled upon everyone, and the quiet which reigned was doubly felt after the excitement and turmoil of that eventful day. The prisoners were all bivouacked in the neighborhood of a thick copse, and were liberally provided with meat at the earnest request of Sir Francis,

Starting point is 07:45:03 had begged that they might be properly treated. But around them, Oricanian warriors kept stern watch, the sentinels being replaced every three hours. Hey-ho, exclaimed Harry as the time arrived for turning in. We have had a jolly time of it and no mistake. I've enjoyed our trip uncommonly. Won't I spin the fellows a yarn when I rejoin my ship? And draw the long bow, too, laughed Mary as she dived into her told area and evaded the pretended blow which her cousin leveled at her with his clenched fist. Thus night fell upon Las Manzanas and the safe return of our white friends. End of Chapter 31. Section 32 of Anawi, or the Warrior Queen.

Starting point is 07:45:56 This is a Libravox recording. All Labor Vox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Read by Christine Bowden Annie Wee or The Warrior Queen

Starting point is 07:46:14 by Florence Dixie. Conclusion Three weeks had passed away since the events related in the last chapter. A three weeks full of fun and adventure for our young friends. Faithful to his promise,

Starting point is 07:46:30 Sir Francis had acted the true part of mediator between the Indians and the Argentines. and in company of Lady Vane, and a mixed escort of Christianos and Erocanions, had visited the Argentine Republic, and there concluded a most satisfactory peace for both sides. The government agreeing, on condition the prisoners were released, to grant an annual subsidy to both the Tehoches and Erocanions of horses, blankets, guns, and ammunition,

Starting point is 07:47:02 and these latter undertook in consideration of such subsidy to, desist from raiding the frontier of the white men, and to live at peace with them, and punish all depreditors thereon. While these satisfactory and happy terms were being discussed and arranged, our five young friends with Aniwi and Pinyon were enjoying many a wild horse hunt in prairie gallop after ostriches and guanacos, varied now and again by a jaguar or Puma encounter, which afforded plenty of excitement, and a strange thing had happened during one of their forest expeditions, for the sound of a bell had struck upon their ears and proceeding in the direction once it came. They had fallen across the old bell mare and troupeglia, which had turned loose by the banks

Starting point is 07:47:53 of the Trucco River during their expedition in search of the baby Kakwi. With true sagacity, the Madrina had worked her way homewards, and would doubt have eventually made her way back to the pastures amid the Iraqcaria groves where she had been bred and raised. Several of the troupeglia were missing and had doubtless fallen victims to jaguars during their wanderings. They greeted the hunters with nays of recognition and seemed truly glad to come across them again. And now the great day had arrived for the signing of the peace and the restoration of the Christianos, prisoners to liberty. Sir Francis and Lady Vane and their escort were momentarily expected, and a gallant array of over 2,000 Arakhanian and Telhukan warriors followed in the wake of

Starting point is 07:48:48 Kostril, Gilwynikush, Pinyon, Anoui, and our five young friends as they rode forward to meet and welcome them. It was a glorious day. The sun was shining on the sparkling mica rocks, which bound the rocky gorges through which they rode, turning them into a living mass of silver light and glorifying all around. In the distance stretched the rugged plains of Patagonia, presenting a strange contrast to the mountain in valley bedict country through which this great array was riding. Mark forward yonder! shouted Freddy suddenly as a column of dust rose up upon the horizon.

Starting point is 07:49:30 There they are! I see them! echoed his brother with a triumphant cheer, and the next moment our five young friends, regardless of rough ground and rocky descents, were galloping as hard as they could to meet the approaching party. As may be imagined, the meeting was a glad and happy one. For much as they had enjoyed themselves, our young friends had missed Sir Francis and Lady Vane sadly.

Starting point is 07:49:56 As for Harry, his mirth was quite boisterous, and he never seemed to cease talking. But his voice quickly became drowned in the rattle of musketry, with which Kostrals and Gilwinnakush's. Two thousand warriors greeted the approach of their peace-bringing envoys. Far and wide, this salute of a half-tamed people re-echoed, giving to the meeting a most imposing aspect, and hardly had these echoes died away,

Starting point is 07:50:24 when the thunder of thousands of horses' hooves resounded, As in splendid array, the 2000 Redmond came charging forward with Castro, Pignon, Anoui, and Gilwynakush at their head. A monster ceremony of welcome was then gone through, and when the shouting, firing, and galloping had come to an end, everyone was very hot and Harry declared that he was utterly exhausted. Having formed again into order the big cavalcade, swollen by the arrival of the newcomer, faced round and retraced its steps towards Las Mansanas, where, when reached, a monster parliament was held with the articles and stipulations and conditions of peace were read over and made clear to both sides and assented to amidst loud acclamation by the Indians.

Starting point is 07:51:18 Then Sir Francis and Lady Vane wrote out the signatures of Kostral and Gilwinakush, to which these Kassiquis, a penit. their marks and the happy peace was concluded amidst general rejoicing. Finally, the white prisoners fled to the number of 500 before the chiefs who shook their hands with each, pledging a mutual friendship with a friendly grasp and as each Christiano received back in this manner his freedom, his horse, fully saddled, was led forward and restored to him. When all had mounted, they turned and faced Kostril and Gilinakush, who addressed a few. friendly words to them. As soon as he had ceased speaking, the Christianos leader replied,

Starting point is 07:52:04 and then amidst a fuselade of rifle salutes, the liberated whites rode away from Las Manzanas, where they had been prisoners for more than a month. So begins, the great peace, exclaimed Sir Francis, as he turned from watching the last man disappear. Thank God. Everything has terminated so forth. Fortunately, I know you and I, Ruby, have spared no pains to make it a success. As it will be dear, assuredly, answered his wife, linking her arm in his. It would seem as if Providence had brought us here to help in its establishment. Well, young people, we have had a very pleasant expedition, have we not?

Starting point is 07:52:53 Rather, answered all the children eagerly, and then Topsie added great, We shall never forget it will be a very bright spot through life. End of Chapter 32. Conclusion. Section 33 of any we, the warrior queen. This is a Librevox recording. All Librevox recordings are in a public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibreVox.orgs.org. Any Wee, or the Warrior Queen, by Florence Dixie.

Starting point is 07:53:40 Conclusion So ends my tale. Though there are one or two points my young readers may yet like to know. Well, I can tell them this. About a week after the great piece had been signed, our white friends took leave of the Indians and retraced their steps towards. the rear negro. The pain of parting was softened by a promise which both Ennui and Pinyon

Starting point is 07:54:12 made to the children, and that was that they would join them at Patagonas some nine months later, and accompany them on a visit to the great free land of Great Britain, where a woman Kasiki rains. It was indeed a pleasure to look forward to. After they were gone, the baby Kaseki was sent for and conducted amidst much pomp and rejoicing back to the peaceful valley once she had been so rudely stolen. As for Guaytu and Kaiichi Lano, they were liberated and magnanimously forgiven by Costrell, who did so at the earnest request of Sir Francis Bain. And a few months later, a gay, Arakanian wedding was celebrated when Blanca became the wife of Greville, whom she had loved so faithfully and well.

Starting point is 07:55:21 And often after these, trocos would be seen hovering, Pinyon the borders of the great forests which geared the Aracanian plains. But Pinyon would permit no war to be made upon them, and had strictly ordered that no attacks should ever be made against them. No doubt he had in his mind the memory of the brave, unselfish act of the latched-eyed Trocco queen who had given her world. wild, free life so that his might be spared. End of Section 33, read by Hannah Ponomerenko.

Starting point is 07:56:07 End of Annie Wee, or the Warrior Queen, by Florence Dixie.

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