ACROSS UNKNOWN SOUTH AMERICA 
thousands of them climbing up your legs and over your 
body, and dropping upon you from the tree branches 
which were alive with them, and clinging to you with all 
their might once they had got you with their clippers, you 
began to think what a fool you had been to leave your 
happy home in England. 
As I shall have an opportunity of speaking at greater 
length of the saubas later in this volume, I shall leave them 
now, merely mentioning that during the entire night we 
were unable to sleep owing to those brutes. And that 
was not all: we had many of our clothes, shoes, and other 
articles entirely destroyed by them. 
We called that place Camp Carregador. The nights 
had become by then quite stifling and damp, the minimum 
temperature on July twenty-first being 63° Fahrenheit. 
No sooner had we started on our journey that day 
than we came to rapids. A lot of rocks stood everywhere 
in the stream. The river after that flowed in a snake-like 
fashion for 5,000 metres in a general direction north- 
northeast, and was there comparatively free from serious 
obstacles. We came to a triangular island 700 metres 
long, Ada Island, separated from a second island by a 
channel fifty metres wide. This second island, Hugo 
Island, formed an isosceles triangle of 800 metres each 
side. These two islands were evidently at one time joined 
together, forming a lozenge-shaped island, and had been 
eroded in the centre by the back-wash of the stream at 
the spot where it formed an angle. 
Where the river turned from 315° to 340° bearings 
magnetic, it was much strewn with sharp-cutting rocks. 
We were thrown with great violence on one of these and 
very nearly capsized. Great heaps of volcanic boulders 
were now seen on the right side of the channel, and one 
island fifty metres long, Nora Island, with a few shrubs 
on it. 
A great heap of rock was fixed in the centre of the 
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