On going to our canoe however, one of our men, Domingo the pilot, was absent; but the tide serving, Senhor Le Roque set off, and we promised to follow as soon as we could find our pilot, who was, no doubt, hidden in some _taverna_, or liquor-shop, in the town. But after making every inquiry, and search for him in vain, waiting till the tide was almost gone, we determined to start without him, and send back word by Senhor Le Roque, that he was to come on in a montaria the next day. If we had had more experience of the Indian character, we should have waited patiently till the following morning, when we should, no doubt, have found him. As it was, we never saw him during the rest of the voyage, though he had left clothes and several other articles in the canoe. In consequence of our delay we lost the wind, and our remaining man and boy had to row almost all the way, which put them rather out of humour; and before we arrived, we met Senhor Le Roque returning. Senhor Gomez received us kindly, and we staid with him two days, waiting for men he was trying to procure for us. We amused ourselves very well, shooting and entomologizing. Near the house was a large leguminous tree loaded with yellow blossoms, which were frequented by paroquets and hummers. Up the igaripé were numbers of the curious and handsome birds, called ‘Ciganos,’ or Gipsies (_Opisthocomus cristatus_), which are as large as a fowl, have an elegant moveable crest on their head, and a varied brown and white plumage. I shot two, but they were not in good condition; and as they are plentiful on all these streams, though not found at Pará, it was with less regret that I threw them away. They keep in flocks on low trees and bushes on the banks of the river, feeding on the fruits and leaves of the large _Arum_ before mentioned. They never descend to the ground, and have a slow and unsteady flight. In the Campos, about a mile through the forest, I found waxbills, pigeons, toucans, and white-winged and blue chatterers. In the forest, we found some fine new _Heliconias_ and _Erycinidæ_, and I took two _Cicadas_ sitting on the trunk of a tree: when caught they make a noise almost deafening; they generally rest high up on the trees, and though daily and hourly heard, are seldom seen or captured. As I was returning to the house, I met a little Indian boy, and at the same time a large iguana at least three feet long, with crested back and hanging dewlap, looking very fierce, ran across the path. The boy immediately rushed after it, and seizing the tail with both hands, dashed the creature’s head against a tree, killing it on the spot, and then carried it home, where it no doubt made a very savoury supper.