SOUTH AMERICA. 



First 

 Journey. 



presents itself ; and often, on turning a point, the eye is 

 pleased with the contrast of an almost perpendicular 

 height jutting into the water. The trees put you in mind 

 of an eternal spring, with summer and autumn kindly- 

 blended into it. 



Here you may see a sloping extent of noble trees, 

 whose foliage displays a charming variety of every shade, 

 from the lightest, to the darkest green and purple. The 

 tops of some are crowned with bloom of the loveliest 

 hue ; while the boughs of others bend with a profusion 

 of seeds and fruits. 



Those whose heads have been bared by time, or 

 blasted by the thunder-storm, strike the eye, as a 

 mournful sound does the ear in music ; and seem to 

 beckon to the sentimental traveller to stop a moment or 

 two, and see that the forests which surround him, like 

 men and kingdoms, have their periods of misfortune and 

 decay. 



The first rocks of any considerable size, that are ob- Rocks, 

 served on the side of the river, are at a place called 

 Saba, from the Indian word, ^vhicli means a stone. They 

 appear sloping down to the water's edge, not shelvy, but 

 smooth, and their exuberances rounded off, and, in some 

 places, deeply furrowed, as though they had been worn 

 with continual floods of water. 



There are patches of soil up and down, and the huge 

 stones amongst them produce a pleasing and novel effect. 



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