That Mystery Floating Alongside

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  “The side of the ship made an opaque belt of shadow on the darkling glassy shimmer of the sea. But I saw at once something elongated and pale floating very close to the ladder. Before I could form a guess a faint flash of phosphorescent light, which seemed to issue suddenly from the naked body of a man, flickered in the sleeping water with the elusive, silent play of summer lightning in a night sky. With a gasp I saw revealed to my stare a pair of feet, the long legs, a broad livid back immersed right up to the neck in a greenish cadaverous glow. One hand, awash, clutched the bottom rung of the ladder. He was complete but for the head. A headless corpse! The cigar dropped out of my gaping mouth with a tiny plop and a short hiss quite audible in the absolute stillness of all things under heaven. At that I suppose he raised up his face, a dimly pale oval in the shadow of the ship’s side. But even then I could only barely make out down there the shape of his black-haired head. Howev...

When "fishing" becomes "head-hunting."

Peruvian Missionary, Herbert Fuqua relates an interesting twist in the practices of the Shapra Indian tribe. This is a tribe that is involved in head hunting.

When the gospel of Jesus Christ was preached and recieved by certain tribesmen, the difference became known. One man used to kill his enemies, but now when he captures them he holds them captive and teaches them scripture for 3 weeks.

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