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Arrived at the summit of the rock, the eye sud- 

 denly takes in a sheet of foam, extending a whole 

 mile. Enormous masses of stone, black as iron, 

 issue from it's bosom. Some are paps grouped in 

 pairs, like basaltic hills ; others resemble towers, 

 strong castles, and ruined buildings. Their 

 gloomy tint contrasts with the silvery splendour of 

 the foam. Every rock, every islet is covered with 

 vigorous trees, collected in clusters. At the foot 

 of those paps, far as the eye can reach, a thick 

 vapour is suspended over the river, and through 

 this whitish fog the tops of the lofty palm-trees 

 shoot up. What name shall we give to these 

 majestic plants ? I suppose them to be the vad- 

 giai, a new species of the genus oreodoxa, the 

 trunk Of which is more than eighty feet high. 

 The leafy plume of this palm-tree had a brilliant 

 lustre, and rises almost straight toward the sky. 

 At every hour of the day the sheet of foam dis- 

 plays different aspects. Sometimes the hilly 

 islands and the palm-trees project their broad 

 shadows, sometimes the rays of the setting sun 

 are refracted in the humid cloud, that shrouds 

 the cataract. Coloured arcs are formed, and 

 vanish and appear again alternately ; light sport 

 of the air, their images wave above the plain. 



Such is the character of the landscape dis- 

 covered from the top of the mountain of Manimi, 

 which no traveller has yet described. I do not 

 hesitate to repeat, that neither time, nor the view 



