We say extraordinary, because Poopy, being ingenious, hit upon many devices of an unheard of nature to accomplish her object.

Among others, she attempted to turn heels over head, hoping thus to get upon her knees; and there is no doubt whatever that she would have succeeded in this had not the formation of the ground been exceedingly unfavorable for such a maneuver.
Corrie had shown such an amount of desperate vindictiveness, in the way of kicking, hitting, biting, scratching, and pinching, when the savages were securing him, that they gave him five or six extra coils of the rope of cocoanut fiber with which they bound him.

Consequently he could not move any of his limbs; and now he lay on his side between Alice and Poopy, gazing with much earnestness and no little astonishment at the peculiar contortions of the latter.
"You'll never manage it, Poopy," he remarked, in a sad tone of voice, on beholding the poor girl balanced on the small of her back, preparatory to making a spring that might have reminded one of the leaps of a trout when thrown from its native element upon the bank of a river.

"And you'll break your neck if you go on like that," he added, on observing that, having failed in these attempts, she recurred to the heels-over-head process; but all in vain.
"O me!" sighed Poopy, as she fell back in a fit of exhaustion.

"It's be all hup wid us." "Don't say that, you goose," whispered Corrie; "you'll frighten Alice, you will." "Will me ?" whispered Poopy, in a tone of self-reproach; then in a loud voice, "Oh, no! it's not all hup yet.