164 A NATURALIST’S ELYSIUM.

pendant branches of fruit; the orange-tree, enam-
elled with green and white and gold; the pome-
eranate, with its crimson bell; the shady chirimoya,
breathing aroma in the evening breeze; the trail-
ing grandilla, stretching from tree to tree, and
seeking support for its slender and laden branches ;
the luxuriant vine, creeping over trellises and hiding
beneath its cooling leaves the luscious grape ;—all
these, and many others, abound in every garden of
the broad and fertile plain watered by the Rimac.
What an Elysium for the naturalist !

Having despatched his second collection to
Kurope, Dombey returned to Huanuco in the
month of December 1780. There, to the other
difficulties of his situation, were added the horrors
of a desolating civil war. The Indians rose in in-
surrection under the leadership of Tupac Amaru,
who claimed to -be a descendant of the last of the
Incas. The popularity of his cause soon attracted
to his standard a multitude of undisciplined Indians,
whose desperate valour, of which even the women
partook, seemed for a time to counterbalance the
discipline, the arms, and the skill of their op-
ponents. The town of Huanuco was in the utmost
consternation ; a man of courage and energy like
Dombey could not remain inert at such a moment:
he made his appearance at the general council of
the inhabitants, and warmly urged the Spaniards