Our search for a wilderness : $b An account of two ornithological expeditions to Venezuela and to British GuianaBeebe, William
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Our search for a wilderness : $b An account of two ornithological expeditions to Venezuela and to British Guiana
Beebe, William
Birds -- South America; Guyana -- Description and travel; Natural history -- South America; Venezuela -- Description and travel
We tried to think of a simile for the voice of this monkey and could only
recur to that which always came to mind—the roar of wind, ushering in a
cyclone or terrific gale. And yet there was ever present to the ear the
feeling of something living—as if mingled with the elemental roar was the
howl of a male jaguar. No sound ever affected us quite as this; seeming
always to prestige some unnamed danger. While it lasted, the sense of
peace which had been inspired by the calmness and silence of the jungle
gave place to a hidden portent of evil. Yet we loved it, and the savage
delight which we took in this and other wilderness sounds made our pulses
leap.
THE DROWNED FOREST.
At the engine house a ten foot dam had been thrown across the Hoorie
Creek bed, and the apparently slight cause had brought about wide
reaching effects; this slight raising of the water throwing back the
creek in many directions. One could hardly call it a lake as there was no
wide body of water, and yet it had a shore line of more than ten miles,
reaching out a long finger-like extension up every side valley. The
original creek was only a few feet wide and the jungle grew down to the
very bank. So now the trees were deep under water.
All which were below the new level were dead, standing like an array of
tall bare ghosts compared to the luxuriant forest all about. When on
a rise of ground, one could trace the course of the lake by the lines
of naked branches. And when steering one’s canoe between the leafless
trunks, the effect was most startling. The sunlight came through in a
way different from any tropical forest. Every leaf had fallen, leaving
the trees as bare as in a northern winter and stripping the vines and
bush-ropes, but the condition of the parasites and air-plants was most
interesting. All those which were truly parasitic, living on the life-sap
of their hosts, were of course also dead, but the orchids and other
air-plants were flourishing—showing as large tufts or sprays of light
green here and there. In places the branches had a beaded effect, so
numerous and yet so isolated were the epiphytes.
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