Eight Hundred Leagues on the Amazon by Jules Verne

“And along its whole extent,” continued Manoel, “like the thousand

tentacles of some gigantic polyp, two hundred tributaries, flowing

from north or south, themselves fed by smaller affluents without

number, by the side of which the large rivers of Europe are but petty

streamlets.”

“And in its course five hundred and sixty islands, without counting

islets, drifting or stationary, forming a kind of archipelago, and

yielding of themselves the wealth of a kingdom!”

“And along its flanks canals, lagoons, and lakes, such as cannot be

met with even in Switzerland, Lombardy, Scotland, or Canada.”

“A river which, fed by its myriad tributaries, discharges into the

Atlantic over two hundred and fifty millions of cubic meters of water

every hour.”

“A river whose course serves as the boundary of two republics, and

sweeps majestically across the largest empire of South America, as if

it were, in very truth, the Pacific Ocean itself flowing out along

its own canal into the Atlantic.”

“And what a mouth! An arm of the sea in which one island, Marajo, has

a circumference of more than five hundred leagues!”

“And whose waters the ocean does not pond back without raising in a

strife which is phenomenal, a tide-race, or _’pororoca,’_ to which

the ebbs, the bores, and the eddies of other rivers are but tiny

ripples fanned up by the breeze.”

“A river which three names are scarcely enough to distinguish, and

which ships of heavy tonnage, without any change in their cargoes,

can ascend for more than three thousand miles from its mouth.”

“A river which, by itself, its affluents, and subsidiary streams,

opens a navigable commercial route across the whole of the south of

the continent, passing from the Magdalena to the Ortequazza, from the

Ortequazza to the Caqueta, from the Caqueta to the Putumayo, from the

Putumayo to the Amazon! Four thousand miles of waterway, which only

require a few canals to make the network of navigation complete!”

“In short, the biggest and most admirable river system which we have

in the world.”

The two young men were speaking in a kind of frenzy of their

incomparable river. They were themselves children of this great

Amazon, whose affluents, well worthy of itself, from the highways

which penetrate Bolivia, Peru, Ecuador, New Grenada, Venezuela, and

the four Guianas–English, French, Dutch and Brazilian.

What nations, what races, has it seen whose origin is lost in the

far-distant past! It is one of the largest rivers of the globe. Its

true source still baffles our explorers. Numbers of States still

claim the honor of giving it birth. The Amazon was not likely to

escape the inevitable fate, and Peru, Ecuador, and Colombia have for

years disputed as to the honor of its glorious paternity.

To-day, however, there seems to be little doubt but that the Amazon

rises in Peru, in the district of Huaraco, in the department of

Tarma, and that it starts from the Lake of Lauricocha, which is

situated between the eleventh and twelfth degree of south latitude.

Those who make the river rise in Bolivia, and descend form the

mountains of Titicaca, have to prove that the true Amazon is the

Ucayali, which is formed by the junction of the Paro and the

Apurimac–an assertion which is now generally rejected.

At its departure from Lake Lauricocha the youthful river starts

toward the northeast for a distance of five hundred and sixty miles,

and does not strike to the west until it has received an important

tributary–the Panta. It is called the Marañon in its journey through

Colombia and Peru up to the Brazilian frontier–or, rather, the

Maranhao, for Marañon is only the French rendering of the Portuguese

name.

From the frontier of Brazil to Manaos, where the superb Rio Negro

joins it, it takes the name of the Solimaës, or Solimoens, from the

name of the Indian tribe Solimao, of which survivors are still found

in the neighboring provinces. And, finally, from Manaos to the sea it

is the Amasenas, or river of the Amazons, a name given it by the old

Spaniards, the descendants of the adventurous Orellana, whose vague

but enthusiastic stories went to show that there existed a tribe of

female warriors on the Rio Nhamunda, one of the middle-sized

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