In the sides of the mountain are of every herb and plant that grows in any part of the world whatever. When any one of them {22} (of the Indians I mean) is thus favored, he appears first at these rivers when the head or chief of the mountain comes out. [He] [accosts] [the Indian] in a friendly manner. And after some conversation, he is introduced into the interior of the house where he is astonished to find people of every nation and language in the earth. But if I can form a right opinion, there are but few of each language. They are seated in four rows--their seats being something like those of a theatre, semicircular and rising a little one above the other. These are all doctors, and it is their business to instruct the _votary_ in the object of his mission. They have a great quantity of medicines already prepared of such as are produced in the bowels of the earth, such as minerals, stones, shells. And most, or many of these, are hung up in the house. Here he is taught how and in what manner to prepare these, as also the songs and sacrifices appropriate to each different one or sort. When on the outside, or out of doors, he is shown all the roots, herbs, plants, and is taught the respective song (of each) or of any particular one, or number, or such only as grow in the climate he inhabits. Both the songs and the plant, [the] herb, are so indelibly imprinted on his mind (or memory), though he had never seen them before, or should not happen to meet with any of them for years afterwards, yet on his first view, he immediately recognises them and every circumstance that had been instructed him, as if he had passed a regular apprenticeship. This may seem very extraordinary, if not indeed absurd, to people unacquainted with them, but still it is no less a positive fact. These rivers, waters, are of different colors. So also is the _rapidity_ of each stream, some of them moving in a turbulent and awful manner, as the rapids and eddies at the foot of large falls, some moving in large majestic waves like the swells of a large deep lake agitated by the wind, and some in a beautiful smooth current, down which the _canoes_ are scarcly perceived to move. These are the tokens or signs or emblems of the manner of _our_ lives here below so far as regard to health and sickness. And of course the description requires no further explanation.