This was done under the superintendence of Stephen, who here was thoroughly in his element, although the job proved far from easy.

Also it was sad, for all these women wept as they worked, while some of them who were not dumb, wailed aloud.
Even Miss Hope cried, and I could see that her mother was affected with a kind of awe.

For twenty years she had been guardian of this plant, which I think she had at last not unnaturally come to look upon with some of the same veneration that was felt for it by the whole Pongo people.
"I fear," she said, "lest this sacrilege should bring misfortune upon us." But Brother John, who held very definite views upon African superstitions, quoted the second commandment to her, and she became silent.
We got the thing up at last, or most of it, with a sufficiency of earth to keep it alive, injuring the roots as little as possible in the process.

Underneath it, at a depth of about three feet, we found several things.

One of these was an ancient stone fetish that was rudely shaped to the likeness of a monkey and wore a gold crown.