knoweth the counsels of the Lord？ But I have long had a voice within which saith； 'Salvation Yeo； thou shalt never behold the Golden City which is on earth； where heathens worship sun and moon and the hosts of heaven； be content； therefore； to see that Golden City which is above； where is neither sun nor moon； but the Lord God and the Lamb are the light thereof。'
There was a simple majesty about old Yeo when he broke forth in utterances like these； which made his comrades； and even Amyas and Cary； look on him as Mussulmans look on madmen； as possessed of mysterious knowledge and flashes of inspiration； and Brimblecombe； whose pious soul looked up to the old hero with a reverence which had overcome all his Churchman's prejudices against Anabaptists； answered gently；
〃Amen！ amen！ my masters all： and it has been on my mind； too； this long time； that there is a providence against our going east； for see how this two years past； whenever we have pushed eastward； we have fallen into trouble； and lost good men； and whenever we went Westward…ho； we have prospered； and do prosper to this day。〃
〃And what is more； gentlemen；〃 said Yeo； if； as Scripture says； dreams are from the Lord； I verily believe mine last night came from Him； for as I lay by the fire； sirs； I heard my little maid's voice calling of me； as plain as ever I heard in my life； and the very same words； sirs； which she learned from me and my good comrade William Penberthy to say； 'Westward…ho！ jolly mariners all！' a bit of an ungodly song； my masters； which we sang in our wild days； but she stood and called it as plain as ever mortal ears heard； and called again till I answered； 'Coming！ my maid； coming！' and after that the dear chuck called no moreGod grant I find her yet！and so I woke。〃
Cary had long since given up laughing at Yeo about the 〃little maid；〃 and Amyas answered；
〃So let it be； Yeo； if the rest agree： but what shall we do to the westward？〃
〃Do？〃 said Cary； 〃there's plenty to do； for there's plenty of gold； and plenty of Spaniards； too； they say； on the other side of these mountains： so that our swords will not rust for lack of adventures； my gay knights…errant all。〃
So they chatted on； and before night was half through a plan was matured； desperate enoughbut what cared those brave hearts for that？ They would cross the Cordillera to Santa Fe de Bogota； of the wealth whereof both Yeo and Amyas had often heard in the Pacific： try to seize either the town or some convoy of gold going from it； make for the nearest river （there was said to be a large one which ran northward thence）； build canoes； and try to reach the Northern Sea once more； and then； if Heaven prospered them； they might seize a Spanish ship； and make their way home to England； not； indeed； with the wealth of Manoa； but with a fair booty of Spanish gold。 This was their new dream。 It was a wild one： but hardly more wild than the one which Drake had fulfilled； and not as wild as the one which Oxenham might have fulfilled； but for his own fatal folly。
Amyas sat watching late that night； sad of heart。 To give up the cherished dream of years was hard； to face his mother； harder still： but it must be done； for the men's sake。 So the new plan was proposed next day； and accepted joyfully。 They would go up to the mountains and rest awhile； if possible； bring up the wounded whom they had left behind； and then； try a new venture； with new hopes； perhaps new dangers； they were inured to the latter。
They started next morning cheerfully enough； and for three hours or more paddled easily up the glassy and windless reaches； between two green flower…bespangled walls of forest； gay with innumerable birds and insects； while down from the branches which overhung the stream long trailers hung to the water's edge； and seemed admiring in the clear mirror the images of their own gorgeous flowers。 River； trees； flowers； birds； insects；it was all a fairy…land： but it was a colossal one； and yet the voyagers took little note of it。 It was now to them an everyday occurrence； to see trees full two hundred feet high one mass of yellow or purple blossom to the highest twigs； and every branch and stem one hanging garden of crimson and orange orchids or vanillas。 Common to them were all the fantastic and enormous shapes with which Nature bedecks her robes beneath the fierce suns and fattening rains of the tropic forest。 Common were forms and colors of bird； and fish； and butterfly； more strange and bright than ever opium…eater dreamed。 The long processions of monkeys； who kept pace with them along the tree…tops； and proclaimed their wonder in every imaginable whistle； and grunt； and howl； had ceased to move their laughter； as much as the roar of the jaguar and the rustle of the boa had ceased to move their fear； and when a brilliant green and rose…colored fish； flat… bodied like a bream； flab…finned like a salmon； and saw…toothed like a shark； leapt clean on board of the canoe to escape the rush of the huge alligator （whose loathsome snout； ere he could stop； actually rattled against the canoe within a foot of Jack Brimblecombe's hand）； Jack； instead of turning pale； as he had done at the sharks upon a certain memorable occasion； coolly picked up the fish； and said； 〃He's four pound weight！ If you can catch 'pirai' for us like that； old fellow； just keep in our wake； and we'll give you the cleanings for wages。〃
Yes。 The mind of man is not so 〃infinite；〃 in the vulgar sense of that word； as people fancy； and however greedy the appetite for wonder may be； while it remains unsatisfied in everyday European life； it is as easily satiated as any other appetite； and then leaves the senses of its possessor as dull as those of a city gourmand after a lord mayor's feast。 Only the highest mindsour Humboldts； and Bonplands； and Schomburgks （and they only when quickened to an almost unhealthy activity by civilization）can go on long appreciating where Nature is insatiable； imperious； maddening； in her demands on our admiration。 The very power of observing wears out under the rush of ever new objects； and the dizzy spectator is fain at last to shut the eyes of his soul； and take refuge （as West Indian Spaniards do） in tobacco and stupidity。 The man； too； who has not only eyes but utterance；what shall he do where all words fail him？ Superlatives are but inarticulate； after all； and give no pictures even of size any more than do numbers of feet and yards： and yet what else can we do； but heap superlative on superlative； and cry； 〃Wonderful； wonderful！〃 and after that； 〃wonderful； past all whooping〃？ What Humboldt's self cannot paint； we will not try to daub。 The voyagers were in a South American forest； readers。 Fill up the meaning of those words； each as your knowledge enables you； for I cannot do it for you。
Certainly those adventurers could not。 The absence of any attempt at word…painting； even of admiration at the glorious things which they saw； is most remarkable in all early voyagers； both Spanish and English。 The only two exceptions which I recollect are Columbus（but then all was new； and he was bound to tell what he had seen）and Raleigh； the two most gifted men； perhaps； with the exception of Humboldt； who ever set foot in tropical America； but even they dare nothing but a few feeble hints in passing。 Their souls had been dazzled and stunned by a great glory。 Coming out of our European Nature into that tropic one； they had felt like Plato's men； bred in the twilight cavern； and then suddenly turned round to the broad blaze of day； they had seen things awful and unspeakable： why talk of them； except to say with the Turks； 〃God is great！〃
So it was with these men。 Among the higher…hearted of them； the grandeur and the glory around had attuned their spirits to itself； and kept up in them a lofty； heroical； reverent frame of mind； but they knew as little about the trees and animals in an 〃artistic〃 or 〃critical〃 point of view； as in a scientific one。 This tree the Indians called one unpronounceable name； and it made good bows； that； some other name； and it made good canoes； of that； you could eat the fruit； that produced the caoutchouc gum； useful for a hundred matters； that was what the Indians （and they likewise） used to poison their arrows with； from the ashes of those palm…nuts you could make good salt； that tree； again； was full of good milk if you bored the stem： they drank it； and gave God thanks； and were not astonished。 God was great： but that they had discovered long before they came into the tropics。 Noble old child…hearted heroes； with just romance and superstition enough about them to keep them from that prurient hysterical wonder and enthusiasm； which is simply； one often fears； a product of our scepticism！ We do not trust enough in God； we do not really believe His power enough； to be ready； as they were； as every one ought to be on a God…made earth； for anything and everything being possible； and then； when a wonder is discovered； we go into ecstasies and shrieks over it； and take to ourselves credit for being susceptible of so lofty a feeling； true index； forsooth； of a refined and cultivated mind。
They paddled onward hour after hour； sheltering themselves as best they could under the shadow of the southern bank； while on their right hand the full sun…glare lay upon the enormous wall of mimosas； figs； and laurels； which formed the northern forest； broken by the slender shafts of bamboo tufts； and decked with a thousand gaudy parasites； bank upon bank of gorgeous bloom piled upward to the sky； till where its outline cut the blue； flowers and leaves； too lofty to be distinguished by the eye； formed a broken rainbow of all hues quivering in the ascending streams of azure mist； until they seemed to melt and mingle with the very heavens。
And as the sun rose higher and higher； a great stillness fell upon the forest。 The jaguars and the monkeys had hidden themselves in the darkest depths of the woods。 The birds' notes died out one by one； the very butterflies ceased their flitting over the tree…tops； and slept with outspread wings upon the glossy leaves； undistinguishable from the flowers around them。 Now and then a colibri whirred downward toward the water； hummed for a moment a