6 Timehri. 



retired to a safe distance and munched the ants in comfort. It was a 

 sight few men have witnessed for queen Cooshie ants are so rare that 

 only a few specimens are preserved in the great museums. To find a 

 nest of swarming Cooshie ants and Indians on hand to eat them, was a 

 coincidence little short of marvellous. The ants taste like condensed 

 milk I discovered. 



At Eockstone we were joined by Father Cary-Elwes and his 

 Makushie Indians who accompanied us as far as Kaietuerk where he left 

 us and continued on to his distant mission. 



Never have I travelled with a more enjoyable companion, for Father 

 Cary-Elwes is a most lovable, a most human and a most remark- 

 able man. Throughout his wanderings in the wilderness he has not 

 missed Mass in seven years and every morning a rude altar was erected, 

 and Father said Mass for his three Makushies. Very impressive was this 

 simple service in the dim forest with the pink sky of dawn overhead and 

 the silvery chimes of the Bell birds ringing from the tree tops. 



My next picture shows a bit of the Potaro River from the Tumatumari 

 rest-house. Tumatumari is a beautiful spot with the four cataracts, 

 separated by wooded islands, just beneath the rest-house windows. It 

 could be made into the most attractive winter resort in the tropics, and 

 if provided with adequate accommodations and easy and rapid transporta- 

 tion, it would draw countless visitors from the north, especially if a road 

 was co nstructed from here to Kaietuerk. 



People, who have never been far from the coast, are prone to think of 

 British Guiana as a flat country, but a trip up such a river as the Potaro 

 will dispel all such illusions. Here great mountains rise on every hand, 

 often with their summits hidden in the clouds. 



Kukuieng (Hawk's Nest) is perhaps the most striking, owing to its 

 castle-like form, but there are scores of others just as lofty and just as 

 massive, and all converging to form a fitting gateway to the world's great- 

 est cataract. 



At Pakutuerk we accomplished the impossible and pulled our boat up 

 through the falls and at Amuktuerk we found a big camudi coiled upon 

 the rocks at the landing place as if waiting to welcome us. After being 

 duly " filmed " he was killed and proved a good load for five husky 

 Indians, as shown in the picture. He measured 18ft. 9in. in length, 29 

 inches in circumference and weighed 280 odd pounds. 



Still another bit of luck was in securing this picture of a crocodile 

 basking beside a pool, while a still more striking picture was obtained 

 when, in hauling through a particularly bad stretch, we had as neat 

 a washout as anyone could wish. It wasn't nearly as much fun at tho 

 time as it seems now, bowever. 



