CHAPTER XXVI. 



THE PATH THROUGH THE FOREST. A FORCED MARCH. THE 



BROMELACEiE. MOSQUITOES. THE WATER-PLANT. THE 



PROMISED LAND.- — A BAND OF MONKEYS. 



RINGALET'S barking, the yelping of the coyotes, the 



V* heat, the song of the grasshoppers, and the sting of 

 the mosquitoes, all combined to disturb our rest. About 

 five o'clock the sun rose radiant, and was greeted by the 

 cardinals, trogons, and parrots. Lucien was aroused by all 

 these fresh sounds, and his eyes rested for some time on the 

 wall of verdure which seemed to bar the entrance of the 

 forest. A cloud of variegated butterflies drew his attention 

 for an instant ; but he was soon absorbed in contemplating 

 the humming-birds with their emerald, purple, and azure 

 plumage. 



