but for the first two months we seldom went into ``the
bush’’ without one of our number starting
some of them. I remember perfectly well the first
one that I ever saw. I had left my companions,
and was beginning to clear away a fine clump of trees,
when, just in the midst of the thicket, but a few
yards from me, one of these fellows set up his hiss.
It is a sharp, continuous sound, and resembles very
much the letting off of the steam from the small pipe
of a steamboat, except that it is on a smaller scale.
I knew, by the sound of an axe, that one of my companions
was near, and called out to him, to let him know what
I had fallen upon. He took it very lightly, and
as he seemed inclined to laugh at me for being afraid,
I determined to keep my place. I knew that so
long as I could hear the rattle I was safe, for these
snakes never make a noise when they are in motion.
Accordingly I continued my work, and the noise which
I made with cutting and breaking the trees kept him
in alarm; so that I had the rattle to show me his
whereabouts. Once or twice the noise stopped
for a short time, which gave me a little uneasiness,
and, retreating a few steps, I threw something into
the bush, at which he would set his rattle agoing,
and, finding that he had not moved from his first
place, I was easy again. In this way I continued
at my work until I had cut a full load, never suffering
him to be quiet for a moment. Having cut my load,
I strapped it together, and got everything ready for
starting. I felt that I could now call the others
without the imputation of being afraid, and went in
search of them. In a few minutes we were all
collected, and began an attack upon the bush.
The big Frenchman, who was the one that I had called
to at first, I found as little inclined to approach
the snake as I had been. The dogs, too, seemed
afraid of the rattle, and kept up a barking at a safe
distance; but the Kanakas showed no fear, and, getting
long sticks, went into the bush, and, keeping a bright
lookout, stood within a few feet of him. One
or two blows struck near him, and a few stones thrown
started him, and we lost his track, and had the pleasant
consciousness that he might be directly under our
feet. By throwing stones and chips in different
directions, we made him spring his rattle again, and
began another attack. This time we drove him
into the clear ground, and saw him gliding off, with
head and tail erect, when a stone, well aimed, knocked
him over the bank, down a declivity of fifteen or
twenty feet, and stretched him at his length.
Having made sure of him by a few more stones, we went
down, and one of the Kanakas cut off his rattle.
These rattles vary in number, it is said, according
to the age of the snake; though the Indians think
they indicate the number of creatures they have killed.
We always preserved them as trophies, and at the end
of the summer had a considerable collection. None
of our people were bitten by them, but one of our dogs
died of a bite, and another was supposed to have been
bitten, but recovered. We had no remedy for the
bite, though it was said that the Indians of the country
had, and the Kanakas professed to have an herb which
would cure it, but it was fortunately never brought
to the test.