but little effect in the landscape. When the
breeze was fresh we made tolerable way through the water, but directly
it fell we were compelled to anchor, or we should have speedily been
swept down, and lost all the distance we had gained.

"We had to bring up every night and for some hours during the day, so
you will understand what toilsome work it was.

"I suggested one evening to Anselmo, that as he knew the river so well
we might run on when the breeze favoured us during the night: he shook
his head, answering, `Oh no, sare, that is not to be done; we get into
mischief; I only pilot for the day.' As the rascal was paid by the day
he was in no hurry; nothing I could say would induce him to take charge
by night. I tried what threatening would do, but he only smiled, as he
well knew that he had us in his power.

"Having gone on deck some time after sunset one evening, and found a
steady breeze blowing up the stream, I thought I would again try to
overcome his resolution. I sent the quartermaster of the watch to look
for him, but he was nowhere to be found. `Anselmo!' was called along
the lower deck; no answer came. At last, turning my eyes aloft I
observed something unusual in the rigging, and there between the main
and foremast was slung a hammock, in which the rogue had stowed himself.
After he had been repeatedly hailed, he looked out of his eyrie, and
getting into the main rigging came down. I asked him why he had taken
up his berth aloft.

"`Because, sare, it dare cool and pleasant; no mosquito; plenty air.'

"He certainly was not likely to have been interrupted as long as the
sails were furled, though had he suddenly awoke he would have run a
great risk of toppling down on deck. Habit, however, is second nature,
and he, I dare say, recollected, even in his sleep, where he was.

"Had I at the time known one of his peculiarities I should have kept a
stricter watch on him that I had done hitherto. I soon, however, found
it out. We were brought up one day for want of a breeze, when an
American schooner loaded with hides came rapidly gliding down the
stream. Anselmo begged to have his canoe lowered, as he said that he
had friends on board whom he wished to see. I gave him permission, and
after a brief visit to her he returned singing merrily as he got
alongside, and his canoe again at his request was hoisted up. It did
not occur to me to send any one to look into her, or to look myself.
Soon afterwa