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Portrait of William Henry Giles Kingston William Henry Giles Kingston The Wanderers; Or, Adventures in the Wilds of Trinidad and Orinoco

Had we possessed our full strength and four oars, we might in time have reached the shore; but, weak as we were, and with only a couple of oars, we could have but little hope of doing so. We still trusted to falling in with a vessel; but as we gazed round over the glittering surface of the ocean, not a sail appeared. While the calm lasted, none indeed could approach us; and too probably, before a breeze would spring up, our scanty stock of provisions might be exhausted.
“Cheer up, my friends; let us still trust in God,” said Uncle Paul at length. “It is wrong to give way to despair.
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Portrait of William Henry Giles Kingston William Henry Giles Kingston The Wanderers; Or, Adventures in the Wilds of Trinidad and Orinoco

On one side the broad river, lashed into fierce waves, foamed and leaped frantically; while on the other was the forest-region, the ground covered, as far as the eye could reach, with turbid waters, intermixed with fallen boughs and uprooted shrubs; while the trees sent down showers of leaves, fruit, and branches, rent off by the wind. But we had not much time to contemplate this scene. Arthur managed to reach a bough just above their heads, and then called to Uncle Paul, and begged him to climb up higher, so that he might get hold of Marian.
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Portrait of William Henry Giles Kingston William Henry Giles Kingston The Wanderers; Or, Adventures in the Wilds of Trinidad and Orinoco

I just kept awake long enough to see that Marian had gone off into a quiet slumber, and then quickly dropped into the land of dreams; and I don’t think I ever slept more soundly than I did in my strange resting-place.
I might possibly have slumbered on till the sun was high in the sky, but I was awakened, ere the light of early dawn had penetrated amid the thick foliage which surrounded us, by a strange concert of sounds. Monkeys were jabbering overhead; tree-frogs were quacking; parrots were chattering and macaws were screeching more loudly than all, as they flew over the topmost boughs.
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