It Was Undoubtedly
Very Old And Had Grown In Width Owing To The Crumbling Away Of The
Earth At The Sides.
This in time would have filled and almost
obliterated it, but at intervals of two or three years, at a time when
it was dry, quantities of earth were dug up from the bottom and thrown
on the mound inside.
It was in appearance something like a prehistoric
earthwork. In winter as a rule it became full of water and was a
favourite haunt, especially at night, of flocks of teal, also duck of
a few other kinds - widgeon, pintail, and shoveller. In summer it
gradually dried up, but a few pools of muddy water usually remained
through all the hot season and were haunted by the solitary or summer
snipe, one of the many species of sandpiper and birds of that family
which bred in the northern hemisphere and wintered with us when it was
our summer. Once the water had gone down in the moat, long grass and
herbage would spring up and flourish on its sloping sides, and the
rats and other small beasties would return and riddle it with
innumerable burrows.
The rats were killed down from time to time with the "smoking
machine," which pumped the fumes of sulphur, bad tobacco, and other
deadly substances into their holes and suffocated them; and I recall
two curious incidents during these crusades. One day I was standing on
the mound at the side of the moat or foss some forty yards from where
the men were at work, when an armadillo bolted from his earth and
running to the very spot where I was standing began vigorously digging
to escape by burying himself in the soil. Neither men nor dogs had
seen him, and I at once determined to capture him unaided by any one
and imagined it would prove a very easy task. Accordingly I laid hold
of his black bone-cased tail with both hands and began tugging to get
him off the ground, bait couldn't move him. He went on digging
furiously, getting deeper and deeper into the earth, and I soon found
that instead of my pulling him out he was pulling me in after him. It
hurt my small-boy pride to think that an animal no bigger than a cat
was going to beat me in a trial of strength, and this made me hold on
more tenaciously than ever and tug and strain more violently, until
not to lose him I had to go flat down on the ground. But it was all
for nothing: first my hands, then my aching arms were carried down
into the earth, and I was forced to release my hold and get up to rid
myself of the mould he had been throwing up into my face and all over
my head, neck, and shoulders.
In the other case, one of my older brothers seeing the dogs sniffing
and scratching at a large burrow, took a spade and dug a couple of
feet into the soil and found an adult black-and-white opossum with
eight or nine half-grown young lying together in a nest of dry grass,
and, wonderful to tell, a large venomous snake coiled up amongst them.
The snake was the dreaded _vivora de la cruz_, as the gauchos call it,
a pit-viper of the same family as the fer-de-lance, the bush-master,
and the rattlesnake. It was about three feet long, very thick in
proportion, and with broad head and blunt tail. It came forth hissing
and striking blindly right and left when the dogs pulled the opossums
out, but was killed with a blow of the spade without injuring the
dogs.
This was the first _serpent with a cross_ I had seen, and the sight of
the thick blunt body of a greenish-grey colour blotched with dull
black, and the broad flat head with its stony-white lidless eyes, gave
me a thrill of horror. In after years I became familiar with it and
could even venture to pick it up without harm to myself, just as now
in England I pick up the less dangerous adder when I come upon one.
The wonder to us was that this extremely irascible and venomous
serpent should be living in a nest with a large family of opossums,
for it must be borne in mind that the opossum is a rapacious and an
exceedingly savage-tempered beast.
This then was the world in which I moved and had my being, within the
limits of the old rat-haunted foss among the enchanted trees. But it
was not the trees only that made it so fascinating, it had open spaces
and other forms of vegetation which were exceedingly attractive too.
There was a field of alfalfa about half an acre in size, which
flowered three times a year, and during the flowering time it drew the
butterflies from all the surrounding plain with its luscious bean-like
fragrance, until the field was full of them, red, black, yellow, and
white butterflies, fluttering in flocks round every blue spike.
Canes, too, in a large patch or "brake" as we called it, grew at
another spot; a graceful plant about twenty-five feet high, in
appearance unlike the bamboo, as the long pointed leaves were of a
glaucous blue-green colour. The canes were valuable to us as they
served as fishing-rods when we were old enough for that sport, and
were also used as lances when we rode forth to engage in mimic battles
on the plain. But they also had an economic value, as they were used
by the natives when making their thatched roofs as a substitute for
the bamboo cane, which cost much more as it had to be imported from
other countries. Accordingly at the end of the summer, after the cane
had flowered, they were all cut down, stripped of their leaves, and
taken away in bundles, and we were then deprived till the following
season of the pleasure of hunting for the tallest and straightest
canes to cut them down and strip off leaves and bark to make beautiful
green polished rods for our sports.
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