<h2 id="CHIV">CHAPTER IV</h2>
<h3>CAPTURED</h3></div>
<p>Our first view of the creatures proved beyond a question
of a doubt that they were in effect human quadrupeds. The
faces were very broad, much broader than any human faces
that I have ever seen, but their profiles were singularly like
those of the ancient North American Indians. Their bodies
were covered with a garment with short legs that ended
above the knees, and which was ornamented about the collar
and also about the bottom of each leg with a rather fanciful
geometric design. About the barrel of each was a surcingle
and connected with it by a backstrap was something analogous
to a breeching in Earth horse harness. Where the
breeching straps crossed on either side, was a small circular
ornament, and there was a strap resembling a trace leading
from this forward to the collar, passing beneath a quite large,
circular ornament, which appeared to be supported by the
surcingle. Smaller straps, running from these two ornaments
upon the left side, supported a sheath in which was carried
what appeared to be a knife of some description. And upon
the right side a short spear was carried in a boot, similarly
suspended from the two ornaments, much as the carbine of
our ancient Earth cavalry was carried. The spear, which was
about six feet long, was of peculiar design, having a slender,
well-shaped head, from the base of which a crescent-shaped
arm curved backward from one side, while upon the side
opposite the crescent was a short, sharp, point at right angles
to the median line of the weapon.</p>
<p>For a moment we stood there eyeing each other, and
from their appearance I judged that they were as much interested
in us as we were in them. I noticed that they kept
looking beyond us, across the river toward the mainland.
Presently, I turned for a glance in the same direction, and far
away beyond a thin forest I saw a cloud of dust which
seemed to be moving rapidly toward us. I called Orthis’ attention
to it.</p>
<p>“Reinforcements,” I said. “That is what that fellow was
calling for when he screamed. I think we had better try conclusions
with the five before any more arrive. We will try to
make friends first, but if we are unsuccessful we must fight
our way back toward the ship at once.”</p>
<p>Accordingly, I stepped forward toward the five with a smile
upon my lips and my hand outstretched. I knew of no other
way in which to carry to them an assurance of our friendliness.
At the same time, I spoke a few words in English in a pleasant
and conciliatory tone. Although I knew that my words would
be meaningless to them, I hoped that they would catch their
intent from my inflection.</p>
<p>Immediately upon my advance, one of the creatures turned
and spoke to another, indicating to us for the first time that
they possessed a spoken language. Then he turned and addressed
me in a tongue that was, of course, utterly meaningless
to me; but if he had misinterpreted my action, I could
not misunderstand that which accompanied his words, for he
reared up on his hind feet and simultaneously drew his spear
and a wicked-looking, short-bladed sword or dagger, his
companions at the same time following his example, until I
found myself confronted by an array of weapons backed by
scowling, malignant faces. Their leader uttered a single word
which I interpreted as meaning halt, and so I halted.</p>
<p>I pointed to Orthis and to myself, and then to the trail along
which we had come, and then back in the direction of the
ship. I was attempting to tell them that we wished to go
back whence we had come. Then I turned to Orthis.</p>
<p>“Draw your revolver,” I said, “and follow me. If they interfere
we shall have to shoot them. We must get out of this
before the others arrive.”</p>
<p>As we turned to retrace our steps along the trail, the five
dropped upon all fours, still holding their weapons in their
fore-paws, and galloped quickly to a position blocking our
way.</p>
<p>“Stand aside,” I yelled, and fired my pistol above their
heads. From their actions, I judged that they had never before
heard the report of a firearm, for they stood an instant
in evident surprise, and then wheeled and galloped off for
about a hundred yards, where they turned and halted again,
facing us. They were still directly across our trail, and Orthis
and I moved forward determinedly toward them. They were
talking among themselves, and at the same time watching us
closely.</p>
<p>When we had arrived at a few yards from them, I again
threatened them with my pistol, but they stood their ground,
evidently reassured by the fact that the thing that I held in
my hand, though it made a loud noise, inflicted no injury. I
did not want to shoot one of them if I could possibly avoid
it, so I kept on toward them, hoping that they would make
way for us; but instead they reared again upon their hind
feet and threatened us with their weapons.</p>
<p>Just how formidable their weapons were, I could not, of
course, determine; but I conjectured that if they were at all
adept in its use, their spear might be a very formidable thing
indeed. I was within a few feet of them now, and their attitude
was more war-like than ever, convincing me that they
had no intention of permitting us to pass peacefully.</p>
<p>Their features, which I could now see distinctly, were
hard, fierce, and cruel in the extreme. Their leader seemed
to be addressing me, but, of course, I could not understand
him; but when, at last, standing there upon his hind feet, with
evidently as much ease as I stood upon my two legs, he
carried his spear back in a particularly menacing movement, I
realized that I must act and act quickly.</p>
<p>I think the fellow was just on the point of launching his
spear at me, when I fired. The bullet struck him square between
the eyes, and he dropped like a log, without a sound.
Instantly, the others wheeled again and galloped away, this
time evincing speed that was almost appalling, clearing spaces
of a hundred feet in a single bound, even though handicapped,
as they must have been, by the weapons which
they clutched in their fore-paws.</p>
<p>A glance behind me showed the dust-cloud rapidly approaching
the river, upon the mainland, and calling to Orthis
to follow me, I ran rapidly along the trail which led back in
the direction of the ship.</p>
<p>The four Moon creatures retreated for about half a mile,
and then halted and faced us. They were still directly in our
line of retreat, and there they stood for a moment, evidently
discussing their plans. We were nearing them rapidly, for we
had discovered that we, too, could show remarkable speed,
when retarded by gravity only one-sixth of that of Earth. To
clear forty feet at a jump was nothing, our greatest difficulty
lying in a tendency to leap to too great heights, which
naturally resulted in cutting down our horizontal distance. As
we neared the four, who had taken their stand upon the summit
of a knoll, I heard a great splashing in the river behind us,
and turning, saw that their reinforcements were crossing the
ford, and would soon be upon us. There appeared to be fully
a hundred of them, and our case looked hopeless indeed,
unless we could manage to pass the four ahead of us, and
reach the comparative safety of the forest beyond the first
ford.</p>
<p>“Commence firing, Orthis,” I said. “Shoot to kill. Take the
two at the left as your targets, and I’ll fire at the two at the
right. We had better halt and take careful aim, as we can’t
afford to waste ammunition.”</p>
<p>We came to a stop about twenty-five yards from the foremost
creature, which is a long pistol shot; but they were
standing still upon the crest of a knoll, distinctly outlined
against the sky, and were such a size as to present a most
excellent target. Our shots rang out simultaneously. The
creature at the left, at which Orthis had aimed, leaped high
into the air, and fell to the ground, where it lay kicking
convulsively. The one at the right uttered a piercing shriek,
clutched at its breast, and dropped dead. Then Orthis and I
charged the remaining two, while behind us we heard loud
weird cries and the pounding of galloping feet. The two
before us did not retreat this time, but came to meet us,
and again we halted and fired. This time they were so
close that we could not miss them, and the last of our
original lunar foemen lay dead before us.</p>
<p>We ran then, ran as neither of us had imagined human
beings ever could run. I know that I covered over fifty feet
in many a leap, but by comparison with the speed of the
things behind us, we might have been standing still. They
fairly flew over the lavender sward, indicating that those,
which we had first seen, had at no time extended themselves
in an effort to escape us. I venture to say that some of them
leaped fully three hundred feet at a time, and now, at every
bound, they emitted fierce and terrible yells, which I assumed
to be their war cry, intended to intimidate us.</p>
<p>“It’s no use, Orthis,” I said to my companion. “We might
as well make our stand here and fight it out. We cannot reach
the ford. They are too fast for us.”</p>
<p>We stopped then, and faced them, and when they saw we
were going to make a stand, they circled and halted about a
hundred yards distant, entirely surrounding us. We had killed
five of their fellows, and I knew we could hope for no quarter.
We were evidently confronted by a race of fierce and warlike
creatures, the appearance of which, at least, gave no indication
of the finer characteristics that are so much revered
among humankind upon Earth. After a good look at one of
them, I could not imagine the creature harboring even the
slightest conception of the word mercy, and I knew that if
we ever escaped that fierce cordon, it would be by fighting
our way through it.</p>
<p>“Come,” I said to Orthis, “straight through for the ford,”
and turning again in that direction, I started blazing away
with my pistol as I walked slowly along the trail. Orthis was
at my side, and he, too, fired as rapidly as I. Each time our
weapons spoke, a Moon Man fell. And now, they commenced
to circle us at a run, much as the savage Indians of the
western plains circled the parked wagon trains of our long-gone
ancestors in North America. They hurled spears at us,
but I think the sound of our revolvers and the effect of the
shots had to some measure unnerved them, for their aim was
poor and we were not, at any time, seriously menaced.</p>
<p>As we advanced slowly, firing, we made many hits, but I
was horrified to see that every time one of the creatures fell,
the nearest of his companions leaped upon him and cut his
throat from ear to ear. Some of them had only to fall to be
dispatched by his fellows. A bullet from Orthis’ weapon shattered
the hind leg of one of them, bringing him to the
ground. It was, of course, not a fatal wound, but the
creature had scarcely gone down, when the nearest to him
sprang forward, and finished him. And thus we walked slowly
toward the ford, and I commenced to have hope that we
might reach it and make our escape. If our antagonists had
been less fearless, I should have been certain of it, but they
seemed almost indifferent to their danger, evidently counting
upon their speed to give them immunity from our bullets. I
can assure you that they presented most difficult targets,
moving as they did in great leaps and bounds. It was
probably more their number than our accuracy that permitted
us the hits we made.</p>
<p>We were almost at the ford when the circle suddenly
broke, and then formed a straight line parallel to us, the
leader swinging his spear about his head, grasping the handle
at its extreme end. The weapon moved at great speed, in an
almost horizontal plane. I was wondering at the purpose of
his action, when I saw that three or four of those directly in
the rear of him had commenced to swing their spears in a
similar manner. There was something strangely menacing
about it that filled me with alarm. I fired at the leader and
missed, and at the report of my pistol, a half dozen of them
let go of their swift whirling spears, and an instant later, I
realized the purpose of their strange maneuver; for the heavy
weapons shot toward us, butts first, with the speed of
lightning, the crescent-like hooks catching us around a leg,
an arm and the neck, hurling us backward to the ground, and
each time we essayed to rise, we were struck again, until we
finally lay there, bruised and half stunned, and wholly at the
mercy of our antagonists, who galloped forward quickly,
stripping our weapons from us. Those who had hurled their
spears at us recovered them, and then they all gathered
about, examining us, and jabbering among themselves.</p>
<p>Presently, the leader spoke to me, prodding me with the
sharp point of his spear. I took it that he wanted me to arise,
and I tried to do so, but I was pretty much all in and fell
back each time I essayed to obey. Then he spoke to two of
his followers, who lifted me and laid me across the back of a
third. There I was fastened in a most uncomfortable position
by means of leather straps which were taken from various
parts of the harnesses of several of the creatures. Orthis was
similarly lashed to another of them, whereupon they moved
slowly back in the direction from which they had come,
stopping, as they went, to collect the bodies of their dead,
which were strapped to the backs of others of their companions.
The fellow upon whom I rode had several well-defined
gaits, one of which, a square trot, was the acme of
torture for me, since I was bruised and hurt and had been
placed across him face down, upon my belly; but inasmuch
as this gait must have been hard, too, upon him, while thus
saddled with a burden, he used it but little, for which I
was tremendously thankful. When he changed to a single-foot,
which, fortunately for me, he often did, I was much
less uncomfortable.</p>
<p>As we crossed the ford toward the mainland, it was with
difficulty that I kept from being drowned, since my head
dragged in the water for a considerable distance and I was
mighty glad when we came out again on shore. The thing
that bore me was consistently inconsiderate of me, bumping
me against others, and against the bodies of their slain that
were strapped to the backs of his fellows. He was apparently
quite tireless, as were the others, and we often
moved for what seemed many miles at a fast run. Of course,
my lunar weight was equivalent to only about thirty pounds
on Earth while our captors seemed fully as well-muscled as
a small earthly horse, and as we later learned, were capable
of carrying heavy burdens.</p>
<p>How long we were on the march, I do not know, for where
it is always daylight and there is no sun nor other means of
measuring time, one may only guess at its duration, the result
being influenced considerably by one’s mental and physical
sensations during the period. Judged by these considerations,
then, we might have been on the trail for many hours, for I
was not only most uncomfortable in body, but in mind as
well. However that may be, I know only that it was a terrible
journey; that we crossed rivers twice after reaching the
mainland, and came at last to our destination, amid low hills,
where there was a level, park-like space, dotted with weird
trees. Here the straps were loosened, and we were dumped
upon the ground, more dead than alive, and immediately
surrounded by great numbers of creatures who were identical
with those who had captured us.</p>
<p>When I was finally able to sit up and look about, I saw
that we were at the threshold of a camp or village, consisting
of a number of rectangular huts, with high-peaked
roofs, thatched or rather shingled, with the broad, round
leaves of the trees that grew about.</p>
<p>We saw now for the first time the females and the young.
The former were similar to the males, except that they were
of lighter build, and they were far more numerous. They
had udders, with from four to six teats, and many of them
were followed by numerous progeny, several that I saw having
as high as six young in a litter. The young were naked,
but the females wore a garment similar to that worn by the
males, except that it was less ornate, as was their harness
and other trappings. From the way the women and children
rushed upon us as we were unloaded in camp, I felt that
they were going to tear us to pieces, and I really believe
they would have had not our captors prevented. Evidently
the word was passed that we were not to be injured, for after
the first rush they contented themselves with examining us,
and sometimes feeling of us or our clothing, the while they
discussed us, but with the bodies of those who were slain, it
was different, for when they discovered these where they had
been unloaded upon the ground, they fell upon them and
commenced to devour them, the warriors joining them in the
gruesome and terrible feast. Orthis and I understood now
that they had cut the throats of their fellows to let the blood,
in anticipation of the repast to come.</p>
<p>As we came to understand them and the conditions under
which they lived, many things concerning them were explained.
For example, at least two-thirds of the young that
are born are males, and yet there are only about one-sixth
as many adult males, as there are females. They are naturally
carnivorous, but with the exception of one other creature upon
which they prey, there is no animal in that part of the interior
lunar world with which I am familiar, that they may eat
with safety. The flying-toad and the walking snake and the
other reptilia are poisonous, and they dare not eat them. The
time had been, I later learned, possibly, however, ages
before, when many other animals roamed the surface of the
inner Moon, but all had become extinct except our captors
and another creature, of which we, at the time of our capture,
knew nothing, and these two preyed upon one another, while
the species which was represented by those into whose
hands we had fallen, raided the tribes and villages of their
own kind for food, and ate their own dead, as we had already
seen. As it was the females to whom they must look for the
production of animal food, they did not kill these of their
own species and never ate the body of one. Enemy women
of their own kind, whom they captured, they brought to their
villages, each warrior adding to his herd the individuals
that he captured. As only the males are warriors, and as no
one will eat the flesh of a female, the mortality among the
males is, accordingly, extremely high, accounting for the
vastly greater number of adult females. The latter are very
well treated, as the position of a male in a community is
dependent largely upon the size of his herd.</p>
<p>The principal mortality among the females results from
three causes—raids by the other flesh-eating species which
inhabit the inner lunar world, quarrels arising from jealousy
among themselves, and death while bringing forth their
young, especially during lean seasons when their warriors
have been defeated in battle and have been unable to furnish
them with flesh.</p>
<p>These creatures eat fruit and herbs and nuts as well as
meat, but they do not thrive well upon these things exclusively.
Their existence, therefore, is dependent upon the
valor and ferocity of their males whose lives are spent in
making raids and forays against neighboring tribes and in
defending their own villages against invaders.</p>
<p>As Orthis and I sat watching the disgusting orgy of cannibalism
about us, the leader of the party that had captured
us came toward us from the center of the village, and
speaking a single word, which I later learned meant come,
he prodded us with his spear point until finally we staggered
to our feet. Repeating the word, then, he started back into
the village.</p>
<p>“I guess he wants us to follow him, Orthis,” I said. And so
we fell in behind the creature, which was evidently what he
desired, for he nodded his head, and stepped on in the direction
that he had taken, which led toward a very large hut—by
far the largest in the village.</p>
<p>In the side of the hut presented to us there seemed to be
but a single opening, a large door covered by heavy hangings,
which our conductor thrust aside as we entered the interior
with him. We found ourselves in a large room, without any
other opening whatsoever, save the doorway through which
we had entered, and over which the hanging had again been
drawn, yet the interior was quite light, though not so much so
as outside, but there were no means for artificial lighting
apparent. The walls were covered with weapons and with the
skulls and other bones of creatures similar to our captors,
though Orthis and I both noticed a few skulls much narrower
than the others and which, from their appearance,
might have been the human skulls of Earth Men, though in
discussing it later, we came to the conclusion that they were
the skulls of the females and the young of the species, whose
faces are not so wide as the adult male.</p>
<p>Lying upon a bed of grasses at the opposite side of the
room was a large male whose skin was of so much deeper
lavender hue than the others that we had seen, as to almost
suggest a purple. The face, though badly disfigured by scars,
and grim and ferocious in the extreme, was an intelligent one,
and the instant that I looked into those eyes, I knew that we
were in the presence of a leader. Nor was I wrong, for this
was the chief or king of the tribe into whose clutches Fate
had thrown us.</p>
<p>A few words passed between the two, and then the chief
arose and came toward us. He examined us very critically,
our clothing seeming to interest him tremendously. He tried to
talk with us, evidently asking us questions, and seemed very
much disgusted when it became apparent to him that we
could not understand him, nor he us, for Orthis and I spoke
to one another several times, and once or twice addressed
him. He gave some instructions to the fellow who had brought
us, and we were taken out again, and to another hut, to
which there was presently brought a portion of the carcass
of one of the creatures we had killed before we were captured.
I could not eat any of it, however, and neither could
Orthis; and after a while, by signs and gestures, we made
them understand that we wished some other kind of food, with
the result that a little later, they brought us fruit and
vegetables, which were more palatable and, as we were to
discover later, sufficiently nutritious to carry us along and
maintain our strength.</p>
<p>I had become thirsty, and by simulating drinking, I finally
succeeded in making plain to them my desire in that direction,
with the result that they led us out to a little stream
which ran through the village, and there we quenched our
thirst.</p>
<p>We were still very weak and sore from the manhandling
we had received, but we were both delighted to discover
that we were not seriously injured, nor were any of our bones
broken.</p>
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