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wet, huge pieces of rock sometimes baiTing our progress, and obliging us to retrace our steps a few yards, and try a fresh route. Streams of water also rushed down the mountain side, over which we lost some time in placing old trunks of trees and large stones, to enable us to cross them. AYhen we reached a hollow formed between the Geger Bentang and Pangarango mountains, we came in sight of the scene which we were specially anxious to see.
On one side of the precipice opposite to us, was the Churook Chikoonoor, falling almost perpen- dicularly from a height of four hundred feet, the creepers clinging to the sides of the mountain seen clearly through the water. To the left, gushing out of a rocky projection, was the cascade of Tjapanas, spreading out like a peacock's tail. Both water- falls are surrounded by large trees and shrubs, and so close to each other that anyone standing between them would be sprinkled with spray from both sides.
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