SOUTH AMERICA. 
FOURTH JOURNEY. 
“ Nunc hue, nunc illuc et utrinque sine ordine curro.” 
Courteous reader, when I bade thee last farewell, 
I thought these wanderings were brought to a final 
close; afterwards I often roved in imagination 
through distant countries famous for natural history, 
but felt no strong inclination to go thither, as the 
last adventure had terminated in such unexpected 
vexation. The departure of the cuckoo and swallow, 
and summer birds of passage, for warmer regions, 
once so interesting to me, now scarcely caused me 
to turn my face to the south; and I continued in 
this cold and dreary climate for three years. During 
this period, I seldom or ever mounted my hobby¬ 
horse ; indeed it may be said, with the old song— 
“ The saddle and bridle were laid on the shelf,” 
and only taken down once, on the night that I was 
induced to give a lecture in the philosophical hall of 
Leeds. A little after this, Wilson’s u Ornithology 
of the United States” fell into my hands. 
The desire I had of seeing that country, together 
with the animated description which Wilson had 
FOURTH 
JOURNEY. 
Sails for 
New 
York. 
