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just like a mighty building. There were several huge holes on both sides which were just like rooms. After a while he pushed me to the room in which he was sleeping. But before he entered the room, he took my gun, he leaned it near the entrance of that room and he took my hunting-bag and hung it near the gun. Then he took the matchet and flung it away but I hastily followed it with eyes and I saw where it fell. Having done all that, he stretched hand to one corner nearby, he brought out one big chain, he put it on my neck and then tied up the second end of it to one heavy stone. When he was quite sure that I could not escape, he entered the room. He lighted up the room and then took some shots of drink. Having rested for a while, he walked back to the door, he looked at me and murmured for a few minutes before he walked back, then he lay down and slept.
Through the light, I saw clearly that there were many potsof corals, raw gold and silver, money, expensive beads, etc. but I did not know where he had got them. Having seen all these treasures, I breathed out heavily. I thought of two things, how to save my life from him and how to take some of that treasures away.
When I noticed well that he had slept deeply and I was hearing him snoring loudly, I started to strike the chain with a stone perhaps it would break away from my waist but all my efforts were in vain. Again, I attempted to walk to the place that he hung my hunting-bag and the gun to take them but the chain was too short to allow me to reach there. At last, I left myself to what was going to happen to me in that hole.
This senior chief of the savage people woke when it was about six o’clock in the morning. After he had stretched every part of his body, he walked to the light, he put more oil in the lamp and then he walked to the corner in which there were many kinds of hot drinks. After he had taken several shots from each, he came to me, he pressed every part of my body as if he was a doctor. After that he loosened the chain away from my waist, he fastened a string of leather to my neck but in such a way that if he pulled it, it would choke my throat immediately. Having done that, he took one leather whip and then forced me to bend down and without mercy, he jumped on my back. He held the string of my neck with left hand and then started to ride me about in that hole like a horse. It was like that I started my punishment in that hole.
After a while I became tired to be carrying him about and I stopped to rest. But he flogged me and then pulled up the string of my neck so tightly that I was unable to breathe. So willing or not I continued to carry him about. As he was on my back, it was so he was scratching my body with his long and sharp nails. Sometime, he was jumping up and down on my back and it was so he was shouting and laughing veryloudly. And my back was wetted with his spat which was dropping down in large quantity as he was doing all these things.
When the punishment was too severe for me to bear, I cried for help but there was nobody to render any help. I called my dogs loudly but they were unable to come, because they were already tied up. At last, I started to beg this cruel senior chief, but the more I begged him the more he flogged me. When I did not know what to do again and I was entirely tired, that moment, I wilfully fell down, with the hope that if I did so he would come down from my back. But it was that time he held the projection of my throat and then he pressed it so hardly that I stood up suddenly and continued to carry him about.
After a while, I hid my pains but I started to sing a kind of song which I believed he, as one of the savage people, would like to hear or perhaps he would leave me when he heard it. But to my disappointment, I hardly started to sing that song when he took part in it. When I sang it in tenor, he sang it in bass. When I sang it in bass, he sang it in treble with great joy. But I blamed myself at last to form
Through the light, I saw clearly that there were many potsof corals, raw gold and silver, money, expensive beads, etc. but I did not know where he had got them. Having seen all these treasures, I breathed out heavily. I thought of two things, how to save my life from him and how to take some of that treasures away.
When I noticed well that he had slept deeply and I was hearing him snoring loudly, I started to strike the chain with a stone perhaps it would break away from my waist but all my efforts were in vain. Again, I attempted to walk to the place that he hung my hunting-bag and the gun to take them but the chain was too short to allow me to reach there. At last, I left myself to what was going to happen to me in that hole.
This senior chief of the savage people woke when it was about six o’clock in the morning. After he had stretched every part of his body, he walked to the light, he put more oil in the lamp and then he walked to the corner in which there were many kinds of hot drinks. After he had taken several shots from each, he came to me, he pressed every part of my body as if he was a doctor. After that he loosened the chain away from my waist, he fastened a string of leather to my neck but in such a way that if he pulled it, it would choke my throat immediately. Having done that, he took one leather whip and then forced me to bend down and without mercy, he jumped on my back. He held the string of my neck with left hand and then started to ride me about in that hole like a horse. It was like that I started my punishment in that hole.
After a while I became tired to be carrying him about and I stopped to rest. But he flogged me and then pulled up the string of my neck so tightly that I was unable to breathe. So willing or not I continued to carry him about. As he was on my back, it was so he was scratching my body with his long and sharp nails. Sometime, he was jumping up and down on my back and it was so he was shouting and laughing veryloudly. And my back was wetted with his spat which was dropping down in large quantity as he was doing all these things.
When the punishment was too severe for me to bear, I cried for help but there was nobody to render any help. I called my dogs loudly but they were unable to come, because they were already tied up. At last, I started to beg this cruel senior chief, but the more I begged him the more he flogged me. When I did not know what to do again and I was entirely tired, that moment, I wilfully fell down, with the hope that if I did so he would come down from my back. But it was that time he held the projection of my throat and then he pressed it so hardly that I stood up suddenly and continued to carry him about.
After a while, I hid my pains but I started to sing a kind of song which I believed he, as one of the savage people, would like to hear or perhaps he would leave me when he heard it. But to my disappointment, I hardly started to sing that song when he took part in it. When I sang it in tenor, he sang it in bass. When I sang it in bass, he sang it in treble with great joy. But I blamed myself at last to form
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