Two days later they landed on the island where the wild men lived. When the two Teenie Weenies stepped out of the canoe a great number of the wild little people came running toward them. The women and children stared at them in great astonishment, while the men danced and swung their clubs and spears in a most terrible way.
Chapter Three
CAMPAIGN PREPARATIONS
All night long the Teenie Weenies searched without success for the captured Lady of Fashion and the Poet. The Indian found the spot where they had been surprised and taken. Their tiny footprints and the tracks of the wild men, as well as the spot where the canoe had been pushed into the water, showed plainly in the moist sand.
“Him wild man, him get good start,” grunted the Indian after he had studied the footprints for some time. “We no catch ’um before him get home.”
“I’m afraid not,” answered the General. “If that slow-poke snail had been a little faster we might have caught them.”
“Ugh!” was all the Indian said.
When all the Teenie Weenies had returned to the little village after the search, the General called a meeting.
“Men,” he began, “we have got to do something and do it quickly!”