With yells of dismay and terror the remainder of the gorilla band
instantly dashed up the rocky mountain-side dragging with them, in
grotesquely human fashion some of their wounded. Several of these,
however, still lay on the ground and the boys put them out of their
misery with a few well-directed shots. A pathetically human look
lingered in the eyes of some of the injured gorillas and Harry burst
out with:
"This is awful work. I'd rather fight a dozen bands of cannibals
than have to do this."
"And yet," replied Frank, "if we hadn't killed them they'd have
killed us."
At last the unpleasant work was over and the ivory was rapidly
loaded into the aeroplane. But here an unanticipated difficulty
manifested itself. Obviously the aeroplane would be too heavily
laden if she attempted to carry all or even a good part of the
ivory.
"Now we are stuck," cried Harry.
"Hold on," exclaimed Frank with a smile, "I anticipated this. We
are going to turn the Golden Eagle into a tow-boat."
"A tow-boat?"
"That's what I said."
"What do you mean?"
Frank, in reply, bent over the stem-locker of the aeroplane and drew
out what Harry instantly recognized as the silk envelope of an
experimental dirigible they had built the year before.
"Now then," said Frank, "give a hand here.
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