Through Five Republics on Horseback, Being an Account of Many Wanderings in South AmericaRay, George Whitfield
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Through Five Republics on Horseback, Being an Account of Many Wanderings in South America
Ray, George Whitfield
Ray, George Whitfield, 1868- -- Travel -- South America; South America -- Description and travel
We landed at Concepcion, and I walked ashore. I found the only British
subject living there was a university graduate, but--a prodigal son
Owing to his habit of constant drinking, the authorities of the town
compelled him to work. As I passed up the street I saw him mending a
road of the "far country" There I procured five horses, a stock of
beads, knives, etc, for barter, and made ready for my land journey into
the far interior. The storekeeper, hearing of my plans, strongly urged
me not to attempt the journey, and soon all the village talked. Vague
rumors of the unknown savages of the interior had been heard, and it
was said the expedition could only end in disaster, especially as I was
not even going to get the blessing of the Paî before starting. I was
fortunate, however, in securing the companionship of an excellent man
who bore the suggestive name of "Old Stabbed Arm"; and Doña Dolores
(Mrs. Sorrows), true to her name, whom I engaged to make me about
twenty pounds of chipá, said she would intercede with her saint for me.
Loading the pack-horse with chipá, beads, looking-glasses, knives,
etc., Old Stabbed Arm and I mounted our horses, and, each taking a
spare one by the halter, drove the pack-saddle mare in front, leaving
the tenderhearted Mrs. Sorrows weeping behind. The roads are simply
paths through deep red sand, into which the horses sank up to their
knees; and they are so uneven that one side is frequently two feet
higher than the other, so we could travel only very slowly. From time
to time we had to push our way into the dense forest on either side, in
order to give space for a string of bullock carts to go past. These
vehicles are eighteen or twenty feet long, but have only two wheels.
They are drawn by ten or twelve oxen, which are urged on by goads
fastened to a bamboo, twenty feet long, suspended from the roof of the
cart, which is thatched with reeds. The goads are artistically trimmed
with feathers of parrots and macaws, or with bright ribbons. These are
of all colors, but those around the sharp nail at the end are further
painted with red blood every time the goad is used.
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