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jumped with great alarm; then, came a row of ducks and mergulhoes, alongside squirrels; And, on top of a rotten cedar trunk, a huge crocodile, held a jaguar in its jaws, a rare capture, he had snatched away from the other croc.

The two beasts seemed to look very suspicious and hostile, but the voracious lizard felt, doubtless, safe in its superiority, and let itself be carried away on the journey down the river with the prize, in the evil hope of not letting go of his prey. This gave us a general vision of the grandeur of the river in which we found ourselves: unrooted trees and beasts obliged to associate against their habits and tendencies; And in the midst of all this spectacle, the great flowing river dominated all the surrounding nature.

When, finally, the floating trunks sink into the river, they often multiply the dangers of navigation, especially for those who travel downstream; For those who ascend the river, they are a great nuisance in the way, and with the accumulation of cane stalks and sticks, become a true barrier, against which the river runs with greater impetuosity. Even the smallest branch of an inclined tree that hangs over the edge into the river, produces strong waterfalls that must be seen to be believed.

The extraordinary water mass of the deep river, which could overcome a tornado, is the explanation for this phenomenon. The Indians needed to continually give it all they had to beat the oars through such waterfalls, because the east wind blew too weak in the afternoon for the sail. The slight breeze of the morning hours had freed us from the terrible mosquitoes, which, during the night, had followed us. They came out of the folds of the clothes and the dark places of the canoe, and disappeared; Sadly, at dusk, the swarms became aroused in the canoe, and they swarmed with bloodthirsty persecutions more and more, when a tremendous thunderstorm relieved us, and, for half an hour, between lightening bolts and the rumbles of thunder, waterfalls of rain fell upon the Earth.

If these storms, in the Amazon, discourage European travelers with the “Thunder of Thunders”, the roar of a whirlwind onshore and the mutiny of the waters, at least, as far as the lightening bolts go, they are not dangerous, because they unload so high in the sky that there is hardly any need to fall on things down below. Thus, we soon became accustomed to the splendid grandeur of the phenomenon, which was repeated, now, three to four times a week.

During this temporal, we were anchored near the shore; Only near Midnight the mosquitoes abandoned our boat, and then we paddled upriver, favored again by the east wind, bordering the southern shore.

When the Sun was born on September 13th, a new spectacle was offered to us. On the northern shore of the river, a series of flat-topped, tabular mountains stretched far into the