The Silken East
mountain rivulet, and as the boat glides on over its shallows, the rocks and pebbles of its bed lie discovered to the eye. Splendid giants of the forest marshal both its banks ; creepers, purple and azure, hang in masses from the boughs. Plantain-groves and sloping fields of beans and broad tobacco tell of man, the newcomer, his small and scattered beginnings. Wild and majestic as is the river here, after a course of more than a thousand miles from its infancy in unknown lands, its near banks, along which we steer, are graced with many of the minor charms of an English riveragrasses and ferns, and drooping willows, and cool shady places under trees.