At the suggestion of Beaman, the bend was called Bonito.
On leaving our camp at this place the walls rapidly ran up, the current grew swifter, but the river remained smooth.

The canyon was exceedingly "close," the rocks rising vertically from the edge of the water.

There were few places where a landing could be made, but luckily no landing was necessary, except for night.

The darkness fell before we found a suitable camp-ground.

Some of our supplies had now to be used with caution, for it became evident that we would run short of food before we could get any more.
* Actually a pinnacle and a butte--not a single mass.{See page 275}.
Long ago, no one knows how long, we might have been able to purchase of the natives who, a few miles below this camp, had tilled a small piece of arable land in an alcove.