nearly five o’clock
They also heard the noise of a waterfall , which showed that a few hundred feet up the river there was a natural barrier . Presently , after a sudden turn of the river , a cascade appeared through the trees . The canoe again touched the bottom , and in a few minutes it was moored to a trunk near the right bank . It was nearly five o'clock . The last rays of the sun gleamed through the thick foliage and glanced on the little waterfall , making the spray sparkle with all the colors of the rainbow . Beyond that , the Mercy was lost in the bushwood , where it was fed from some hidden source . The different streams which flowed into it increased it to a regular river further down , but here it was simply a shallow , limpid brook .