“What shall I do, what shall I do?” he thought.
He was almost afraid to move for fear the panthers would rush right up the tree.
Just then he heard his mother call softly from a nearby tree.
She too had seen the panthers.
She had already picked up her baby and put her upon her back.
The baby clung fast to her mother’s neck. She was frightened, for she had been awakened from a sound sleep.
Goni was still fast asleep, she had not heard the fierce cry of the panthers.
“Waken your sister, Rago,” called his mother, “she is fast asleep.”
“All right, mother,” he answered softly.