Chapter 1

Thirteen year old Jim woke up before the alarm went off at 2:00 a.m. The morning of July 15 1930. Jim did his Bible reading. Something Jim gladly did was study his Bible. His dad had taught him to read his Bible through every year since he was seven. It became a challenge for Jim. He looked forward to find something new each time he read it.

"I read my bible today, dad," Jim said excitedly.

"Very good, Son, I'm so proud of you. That will come in handy when we get to Peru," Jim's dad said.

The people of Peru spoke Spanish, so the missionary family had to learn to speak Spanish. Jim asked, "Dad, can we speak Spanish today?" "Yes, Son, that would be fantastic. It will help us to be more fluent when we get there" replied his dad.

At 5:00 a.m. Jim Fargo sat at the campfire listening to the sounds of the Okenofenokee Swamp. He loved the sounds of nature. Everything always seemed to be in its place. How could anyone believe in evolution when listening to all the things God made? He gave each living thing its own spot in the mathematical structure forces of the universe. Pear trees don't produce peaches. Plum trees don't produce apples. And, if there was a time when it happened, what stopped it? How come there was no evidence of even that one time?

Rusty was a carpenter before he surrendered to be a missionary. Jim helped his daddy do odd carpentry jobs to help on their way across country to raise money for the mission. Jim had become a very good carpenter.

Jim was also a very good mechanic because he spent time with his grandparents and learned all about mechanics from his grandfather. One of Jim's grandfather's hobbies was fixing engines. Jim's grandparents, Justin and Wanda Fargo, let them use their motor home. It broke down once and Jim fixed it for his father knew nothing about engines.

"Son, check the outboard motor and make sure it is ready" said Rusty.

"I checked everything before we left home, but I will check it again." said Jim.

As they were preparing things, Rusty said, "Son, make sure we take the row boat, tackle box, rods and reels, and big fishing net when we go. We also need the hatchet and pup tent. Grandpa is going to give us a couple hundred feet of nylon rope. I don't know what we will use it for, but he says it will come in handy. We can carry almost all of our furniture and personal belongings because Grandpa's company, Fargo Air Freight System, will use his company plane to fly us. It is a Faulker F Seven Tri-engine prop plane. It is for cargo, but it has seats for four besides the pilot. We will be hauling all the lumber for our house on the plane with us," said Rusty.

"Why do we have the generator to take with us?" asked Jim.

"It will give us light in our new house and also run the appliances. Grandpa's plane can fly us and our whole house in one trip." Rusty explained to his son.

"Daddy, can we go hunting?" Jim asked excitedly.

"Sure, Son, we can go hunting. We can take the shotgun and rifle. We might better take a couple cases of shells for each. We will take some tranquilizer darts for the rifle to stun small animals and fowl to catch. I don't know if we can buy those there or not." Rusty answered.

They pushed the row boat off the trailer into the water. Rusty wound the rope around the starter pulley. He gave the rope a yank and the outboard motor came to life. It was not a large motor, but it would push the row boat at a nice speed. They headed out into the swamp and found a nice spot in the shadows of the trees in the bush areas of the swamp to fish.

"This is a good spot to fish. We can cast close to those bushes hanging over the water along the bank," explained Rusty.