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ago, I can—indulging myself in a rather favourite exercise 
of testing my memory--—recall to my mind the scenery of a 
almost each hour of the time. I could tell in detail in © 
what order of time we crossed certain huge, perfeétly flat, Py | 
gray coloured, plains, stony and painful to the feet, owing 
to a vast number of a little hard-stemmed plant, only three © a 
or four inches high but with an upstanding stem as tough 
and unyielding to the feet asa hard piece of wood ; Icould — 
tell where these plains were crossed by deep-gullied rivers ; " 
where we passed for a time through low scrub; and where © 
we ascended and descended steep mountains. ButI must 
confine myself to certain scenes which stand especially — 
prominent in my memory. 
One morning, passing through one of a series of con- 
siderable coppices through which the track lay, a familiar 
sound, deep but low, was heard, which might have been 
either that of a jaguar or of the trumpet bird which so 
curiously imitates the purr of the big cat, Nowjaguarsare 
harmless enough to human beings, andespeciallytohuman __ 
beings in a party as numerous as we then were; and 
trumpet-birds, these being good to eat, would have been 
much more interesting. But the cause of the sound was 
never explained; for the whole party was so burdened — 
that no one was able immediately to get a gun ready for 
pursuit and investigation. To miss achance of getting 
meat is one of the cheerfully constituted Redman’s most 
mournful experiences. Not to miss the next chance, 
one fine young athlete added his burden to that 
of his already burdened and rather weakly wife. Each — 
pack was one of the customary baskets, adapted to — 
the shape of the back, and, as then loaded, extended 
from the loins upward to considerably above the head of 
