In this part of the province the hills and valleys are truly beautiful.
As we passed on we had the rich valley of Ianjánana on our left with the
river Mango; and the town itself on a towering height above us. The
river Matsíatra, holding so important a place in the geography and
social rule of the province, was meeting us in front; then it turned
westward, where the long ridges of Ifánjakána make a lofty background to
the rural picture. We crossed a fine open plain in the centre, on the
east of the river, and passing the site of the Queen’s camp and the
Market of the locality, settled for the night in the damp chapel of
Ivohitromby.
On Friday the bearers were all excitement. We were to arrive at
Fianárantsoa, the capital of the province, where the Queen was now
encamped and where they would meet with hosts of friends. They therefore
donned their best and our servants had the breakfast cooked long before
we were ready to partake of it. Immediately on starting we crossed the
Matsíatra on a wooden bridge, resting on twenty-six stone piers, built
in the rocky, shallow bed. Noble hills were about us all the way. A
grand ridge, with the Matsíatra at its foot, went off to the south
south-east. Under the lofty mass of Avománitra two level valleys were
stretched out, containing no less than eighty hamlets, with several
chapels, chief of which was the village of Natáo. Beyond this point we
met the Mánuláfaka river, coming through from the west; and then
climbing a lofty ascent, along which a broad road had been newly cut, we
suddenly came in sight of the camp, with a long valley at our feet,
dotted with the green rings of the Betsileo válás; and beyond them all
the town of Fianárantsoa, crowning its solitary hill and standing forth
in calm dignity like a veritable Queen. That was no common sight in this
poorly peopled land.
[Illustration:
FIANÁRANTSOA.
]
We arrived at noon; met a warm welcome from all the members of the
mission; and were hospitably received into their homes. We were truly
fatigued with our long journey over rough roads and looked forward with
pleasure to a few days’ rest.
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