Philip Jose Farmer - Riverworld 01 by To Your Scattered Bodies Go

Author:To Your Scattered Bodies Go [Go, To Your Scattered Bodies]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-02-15T22:51:58.258000+00:00

On the left bank, the dark figures were launching dugouts, canoes, and single-malted boats.

It looked as if both shores were sending boats out in a competition to seize The Hadji first. Burton took the boat back and forth as required, cutting in between the other boats several times. The men on the right were closer; they were white and well armed but they made no effort to use their bows. A man standing in the prow of war canoe with thirty paddlers shouted at them, in German, to surrender.

`You will not be harmed!'

`We come in peace!' Frigate bawled at him.

`He knows that!' Burton said. `It's evident that we few aren't going to attack them!' Drums were beating on both sides of The River now. It sounded as if the lakeshores were alive with drums. And the shores were certainly alive with men, all armed. Other boats were being put out to intercept them. Behind them, the boats that had first gone out were pursuing but losing distance.

Burton hesitated. Should he bring The Hadji on around and go back through the channel and then return at night? It would be a dangerous maneuver, because the 20,000-foot high walls would block out the light from the blazing stars and gas sheets. They would be almost blind.

And this craft did seem to be faster than anything the enemy had. So far, that is. Far in the distance, tall sails were coming swiftly toward him. Still, they had the wind and current behind them, and if he avoided them, could they outstrip him when they, too, had to tack? All the vessels he had seen so far had been loaded with men, thus slowing them down. Even a boat that had the same potentialities as The Hadji would not keep up with her if she were loaded with warriors.

He decided to keep on running UpRiver.

Ten minutes later, as he was running close-hauled, another large warcanoe cut across his path. This held sixteen paddlers on each side and supported a small deck in the bow and the stern. Two men stood on each deck beside a catapult mounted on a wooden pedestal. The two in the bow placed a round object which sputtered smoke in the pocket of the catapult. One pulled the catch, and the arm of the machine banged against the crossbeam. The canoe shuddered, and there was a slight halt in the deep rhythmic grunting of the paddlers. The smoking object flew in a high arc until it was about twenty feet in front of The Hadji and tea feet above the water. It exploded with a loud noise and much black smoke, quickly cleared away by the breeze.

Some of the women screamed, and a man shouted. He thought, there is sulfur in this area. Otherwise, they would not have been able to make gunpowder. He called to Loghu and Esther Rodriguez to take over at the tiller. Both women were pale, but they seemed calm enough, although neither woman had ever experienced a bomb.

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