WANDERINGS IN 



THIRD contain himself no longer, and set up a most 



JOURNEY. 



tremendous yell. The jaguar bounded off like a 

 race-horse, and returned no more ; it appeared 

 by the print of his feet the next morning, that he 

 was a full-grown jaguar. 

 Reaches the In two days after this we got to the first falls 



falls of the ...._.. . 



in the Essequibo. There was a superb barrier or 

 rocks quite across the river. In the rainy season 

 these rocks are for the most part under water ; 

 but it being now dry weather, we had a fine view 

 of them, while the water from the river above them 

 rushed through the different openings in majestic 

 grandeur. Here, on a little hill, jutting out into 

 the river, stands the house of Mrs. Peterson, the 

 last house of people of colour up this river ; I 

 hired a negro from her, and a coloured man, who 

 pretended that they knew the haunts of the cay- 

 man, and understood every thing about taking 

 him. We were a day in passing these falls and 

 rapids, celebrated for the pacou, the richest and 

 most delicious fish in Guiana. The coloured man 

 was now in his element ; he stood in the head of 

 the canoe, and with his bow and arrow shot the 

 pacou as they were swimming in the stream. The 

 arrow had scarcely left the bow before he had 

 plunged headlong into the river, and seized the 

 fish as it was struggling with it. He dived and 

 swam like an otter, and rarely missed the fish 

 he aimed at. 



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