l8 CAMPS IN THE CARIBBEES. 



other, and of several others also, which when they 

 meet go through the most laughable series of bows, 

 quivering of wings and caudatory vibrations. Well 

 has this bird earned the title universal, I believe, 

 throughout the West Indies of Trcmblcur. 



And now, the trembleurs having been attended to, 

 I push on till I reach the brink of a precipice. A 

 little stream that falls musically over the rocks and 

 stones suddenly loses itself over the brow of this wall 

 of green, on the summit of which I stand. Cautiously 

 clinging to the trunk of a tree, I look down into the 

 valley. The sight nearly makes me dizzy, for there, 

 five hundred feet beneath me, I see tall trees as little 

 shrubs, oananas and plantains as small plants, and 

 huge boulders as pebbles. The roots I am standing 

 on overhang the precipice, and the tree shoots out far 

 over the dizzy height. Above the sighing of the wind 

 in the tree-tops, and the music of the birds, and creak- 

 ing of branches, is a roaring of water falling from im- 

 mense height a roar that drowns every other noise, 

 and deafens the ear to every other sensation. Wend- 

 ing my way along the brink, clinging to roots and 

 trees, I soon reach a point where I can see, half-way 

 down the perpendicular cliff, a sheet of foam ; a hun- 

 dred yards farther another, falling from a lesser 

 height, yet neither less than one hundred and fifty 

 feet the higher over two hundred. 



They are lost in a sea of green, reappearing far- 

 ther on as a united stream, which rushes and roars over 

 rocks, through gorges and at the base of mountains, 

 through gardens of figs and plantains, beneath tower- 

 ing, feathery palms, through green fields of cane, at 

 last to reach the sea. 



