Mycompanion，Ibelieve，sleptprettysoundly；butatdaybreak，whenwerolledoutofourdwelling，Ifeltnearlydisqualifiedforanyfurtherefforts。Tobyprescribedasaremedyformyillnessthecontentsofoneofourlittlesilkpackages，tobetakenatonceinasingledose。Tothisspeciesofmedicaltreatment，however，I
wouldbynomeansaccede，muchasheinsisteduponit；andsowepartookofourusualmorsel，andsilentlyresumedourjourney。ItwasnowthefourthdaysinceweleftNukuheva，andthegnawingsofhungerbecamepainfullyacute。Wewerefaintopacifythembychewingthetenderbarkofrootsandtwigs，which，iftheydidnotaffordusnourishment，wereatleastsweetandpleasanttothetaste。
Ourprogressalongthesteepwatercoursewasnecessarilyslow，andbynoonwehadnotadvancedmorethanamile。Itwassomewherenearthispartofthedaythatthenoiseoffallingwaters，whichwehadfaintlycaughtintheearlymorning，becamemoredistinct；anditwasnotlongbeforewewerearrestedbyarockyprecipiceofnearlyahundredfeetindepth，thatextendedallacrossthechannel，andoverwhichthewildstreampouredinanunbrokenleap。Oneitherhandthewallsoftheravinepresentedtheiroverhangingsidesbothaboveandbelowthefall，affordingnomeanswhateverofavoidingthecataractbytakingacircuitroundit。
“What’stobedonenow，Toby？“saidI。
“Why，“rejoinedhe，“aswecannotretreat，Isupposewemustkeepshovingalong。“