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Having launched her light canoe, she entered with her
children. Paddling down the rapids, she began to sing
her death song.

‘Her friends saw the movement, but they were too
late to prevent. Her voice grew less and less distinct
as she approached the edge of the Falls. For a mo-
ment, the canoe paused at the brink, enveloped with
spray, then with a sudden plunge it darted down, carry-
ing all of its contents to instant death.

¢ The Indians believe that in the morning a voice is
heard, singing a doleful ditty along the edge of the Fall,
and that it ever dwells upon the inconstancy of her hus-
band. Some even assert that her spirit has been seen
wandering near the spot, with her children wrapped to
her bosom.

‘We have thus given you a brief review of the princi-
pal French, English, and American travels to this widely
celebrated spot.

A few months has worked great changes in the vici-
nity of these ¢ roaring waters.’

Less than two years ago, a divine of European as
well as American reputation, visited this place, and felt
that he was in a far distant land. Were he to repeat
his visit, on every seventh day, though he might not
hear the doleful ditty of Ampato Sapa, he would listen