Heema and Alachu came running.
“Now father’s in the water!” cried Docas. A moment later he added, “See, he has come up out of the river. They are going to lie down in the sun to get warm and dry again. Let’s go down and play in the sun near them.”
THE FEAST OF THE EAGLES
IN the mountains near the camp was a gorge where the eagles built their nests. One day, Massea said to the other men:—
“To-morrow we will get the eagles.”
Next morning early they started.
“We shall not be back until evening,” said Massea to Docas. “The eagles build their nests so high among the rocks that it is hard to reach them.”
It was so late before the men came back that Docas was asleep, but he waked when he heard the voices. He looked out of the hut; then he shook Heema, saying, “Wake up, Heema; father has brought home two little eagles.”
“Let me take them to their huts,” said Docas to his father.
Docas took the little eagles and put them into two brush huts that had been built for them.