58 MEMOIR OF 



apparelled, stood with downcast eyes over the 

 grave, and a tear stole down over many a rude and 

 hardy cheek. A small tablet, affixed to a rude pile 

 of stones, encircled by mora-trees and palms, — the 

 latter an emblem of the Christian faith, — now bears 

 this inscription : — " Drowned, 12th February, 1837, 

 Charles F. Reiss, aged twenty-two years." 



With what feelings the journey was resumed, 

 the reader may easily imagine. On returning to 

 Wickie, the weather being more favourable than 

 the advanced season might have led them to ex- 

 pect, Mr. Schomburgk resolved to undertake a 

 tour to the river Demerara, partly by means of 

 the Waironi, a tributary of the Berbice, and partly 

 by land, over the savannahs. A relation of this 

 excursion is beyond the limits of this abstract, suf- 

 fice it to say that, with considerable exertions, they 

 returned once more to Wickie, on Easter eve, and, 

 after an absence of four months and some days, 

 arrived at New Amsterdam. However conscious 

 that on all occasions he had done his duty and 

 exerted himself to the utmost, still the remembrance 

 of the loss of one who had shared all his perils and 

 privations, could not but throw a damp on the 

 gratification which was naturally felt on returning 

 from the solitudes of savage life to the abode of 

 civilized man. 



