RORAIMA. 319 
same day and offered his services, which however | did 
not accept knowing him to be deceitful and not trust- 
worthy. 
The savannah in front of my hut looked like a large 
cemetery, for massive blocks of green jasper, turned black 
by exposure, stood up in long rows and most strikingly 
resembled tall monuments, statues and grave-stones. 
On the other hand the neighbouring cascade was a 
picture of verdant life. The cold water of the Arabo-pu, 
clear as crystal, fell over a wall of green jasper about 
eighty feet high, formed of even smooth stones as if put 
together by human agency. Over this the river ran 
through a perfectly even smooth bed in several falls like 
gigantic artificial steps. 
It was a beautiful picture. The clear shining water fell 
down over the pale green wall of rock, which, showing 
through, gave the rushing stream such a magnificent azure 
colour that one could not help gazing at it with admiration, 
At the foot lay mighty logs and tangles of floating wood 
brought down from the mountains in the rainy season 
when the river would be much swollen. From here the 
stream ran with the greatest rapidity between high 
banks, to join at two days’ (paddling) distance the river 
Kukenaam ; this flowing towards the west is swollen by 
the Yuruarie, also derived from Mount Kukenaam, to 
help make up the mighty Caroni and join the Orinoco 
near Puerto de Tablas. 
1 found the whole region so extremely interesting that 
I at once projeéteda long excursion up the Arabo-pu, 
which flows through a wide stretch of country at the 
base of Roraima. The savannah, where the ground was 
saturated with moisture, was covered with a multitude of 
SS 2 
