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WANDERINGS IN SOUTH AMERICA. 



escuse esta carta escrita sin tinta, porque nn Indio dexo caer mi 

 tintero y qiiebrose. Dios le de a VM. muclios anos de salud. 

 Entretanto, tengo el honor de ser 



Su mas obedeciente servidor, 



Caelos Waterton. 



EEMAEKS. 



"Incertus, quo fata ferant, ubi sistere detur." 



Kind and gentle reader, if the journey in quest of 

 the wourali poison has engaged thy attention, probably 

 th.ou mayest recollect that the traveller took leave of 

 thee at Fort St. Joachim, on thB Eio Branco. Shouldst 

 , thou wish, to know what befell him after- 



Illness at 



Fort St. Jo- wards, excuse the followinsj uninteresting 



acliim. ^ ^ 



narrative. 



Having had a return of fever, and aware that the 

 further he advanced into these wild and lonely regions, 

 the less would be the chance of regaining his health ; 



Returns to g^^^ "^P ^^^^ of proceeding onwards, 

 Demerara. ^^^^^ slowly back towards the Deme- 



rara, nearly by the same route he had come. 



Mis of the On descending the falls in the- Essequibo, 

 Esseqmbo. which form an oblique line quite across the 

 river, it was resolved to push through them, the down- 

 ward stream being in the canoe's favour. At a little 

 distance from the place, a large tree had fallen into the 

 river, and in the meantime the canoe was lashed to one 

 of its branches. 



The roaring of the water was dreadful; it foamed 

 and dashed over the rocks with a tremendous spray, 

 like breakers on a lee shore, threatening destruction to 

 whatever approached it. You would have thought, by 

 the confusion it caused in the river, and the whirlpools 



