fish were in it; yet as soon as he put his foot into
the water one of them attacked him and bit off a toe.
On another occasion while wading across a narrow stream
one of his party was attacked; the fish bit him on
the thighs and buttocks, and when he put down his hands
tore them also; he was near the bank and by a rush
reached it and swung himself out of the water by means
of an overhanging limb of a tree; but he was terribly
injured, and it took him six months before his wounds
healed and he recovered. An extraordinary incident
occurred on another trip. The party were without
food and very hungry. On reaching a stream they
dynamited it, and waded in to seize the stunned fish
as they floated on the surface. One man, Lieutenant
Pyrineus, having his hands full, tried to hold one
fish by putting its head into his mouth; it was a
piranha and seemingly stunned, but in a moment it recovered
and bit a big section out of his tongue. Such
a hemorrhage followed that his life was saved with
the utmost difficulty. On another occasion a
member of the party was off by himself on a mule.
The mule came into camp alone. Following his
track back they came to a ford, where in the water
they found the skeleton of the dead man, his clothes
uninjured but every particle of flesh stripped from
his bones. Whether he had drowned, and the fishes
had then eaten his body, or whether they had killed
him it was impossible to say. They had not hurt
the clothes, getting in under them, which made it
seem likely that there had been no struggle.
These man-eating fish are a veritable scourge in the
waters they frequent. But it must not be understood
by this that the piranhas—or, for the matter
of that, the New-World caymans and crocodiles—ever
become such dreaded foes of man as for instance the
man-eating crocodiles of Africa. Accidents occur,
and there are certain places where swimming and bathing
are dangerous; but in most places the people swim
freely, although they are usually careful to find
spots they believe safe or else to keep together and
make a splashing in the water.
During his trips Colonel Rondon had met with various
experiences with wild creatures. The Paraguayan
caymans are not ordinarily dangerous to man; but they
do sometimes become man-eaters and should be destroyed
whenever the opportunity offers. The huge caymans
and crocodiles of the Amazon are far more dangerous,
and the colonel knew of repeated instances where men,
women and children had become their victims. Once
while dynamiting a stream for fish for his starving
party he partially stunned a giant anaconda, which
he killed as it crept slowly off. He said that
it was of a size that no other anaconda he had ever
seen even approached, and that in his opinion such
a brute if hungry would readily attack a full-grown
man. Twice smaller anacondas had attacked his
dogs; one was carried under water—for the
anaconda is a water-loving serpent—but
he rescued it. One of his men was bitten by a
jararaca; he killed the venomous snake, but was not
discovered and brought back to camp until it was too
late to save his life. The puma Colonel Rondon
had found to be as cowardly as I have always found
it, but the jaguar was a formidable beast, which occasionally
turned man-eater, and often charged savagely when
brought to bay. He had known a hunter to be killed
by a jaguar he was following in thick grass cover.