SOUTH AMERICA. 
241 
July, 1824, and begs leave to pen down the follow¬ 
ing dreadful accident: — 
“ He sprained his foot, and hurt his toe, 
On the rough road near Buffalo. 
It quite distresses him to stagger a- 
Long the sharp rocks of famed Niagara. 
So thus he’s doomed to drink the measure 
Of pain, in lieu of that of pleasure. 
On Hope’s delusive pinions borne, 
He came for wool and goes hack shorn. 
A T .R.—Here he alludes to nothing hut 
Th’ adventure of his toe and foot; 
Save this,—he sees all that which can 
Delight and charm the soul of man, 
But feels it not,—because his toe 
And foot together plague him so.” 
I remember once to have sprained my ancle very 
violently many years ago, and that the doctor or¬ 
dered me to hold it under the pump two or three 
times a day. Now, in the United States of America, 
all is upon a grand scale, except taxation ; and I am 
convinced that the traveller’s ideas become much 
more enlarged as he journeys through the country. 
This being the case, I can easily account for the 
desire I felt to hold my sprained foot under the fall 
of Niagara. I descended the winding staircase 
which has been made for the accommodation of tra¬ 
vellers, and then hobbled on to the scene of action. 
As I held my leg under the fall, I tried to meditate 
on the immense difference there was betwixt a house 
pump and this tremendous cascade of nature, and 
what effect it might have upon the sprain; but the 
magnitude of the subject was too overwhelming, and 
I was obliged to drop it. 
R 
FOURTH 
.TOURNEY. 
