Here we brought forth a small calabash of "poee" a parting present from Tonoi.

After eating heartily, we obtained fire by two sticks, and throwing ourselves back, puffed forth our fatigue in wreaths of smoke.

At last we fell asleep; nor did we waken till the sun had sunk so low that its rays darted in upon us under the foliage.
Starting up, we then continued our journey; and as we gained the mountain top--there, to our surprise, lay the lake and village of Tamai.

We had thought it a good league off.

Where we stood, the yellow sunset was still lingering; but over the valley below long shadows were stealing--the rippling green lake reflecting the houses and trees just as they stood along its banks.