At our first camp evening meal everyone did justice to the goods that The Chaperon provided.  Coffee was not forgotten, and, after their dinner, the more musical members of the band tried to sing—­it kept the mosquitoes off—­and when “a catch” was attempted even the bicho colorado was cowed into silence.  We had looked forward to hearing the guitar played by one of the peons here.  He had brought his instrument with him, but, unfortunately, had dropped a large packing case upon it, which did not improve its tone, and this accident prevented our hearing the national dances played on a guitar in the open camp as we had hoped to do.

Weary with the exertions of the day the party turned their thoughts and steps early towards those tents where rows of little bedsteads, each with its mosquito net above, looked so attractively inviting, and before long lights were out and peace reigned as far as possible.

    “Thus done the Vales to bed they creep,
    By whispering winds soon lulled asleep.”

Guards were set and they, with Monte, were left to protect the horses and camp through the night.

CORRESPONDENCE.

     March 31st, 1910.

     SIR,

I feel that, as I am in a measure responsible for the presence of the two people to whom your correspondents of yesterday object, I should like to apologise, through the medium of your paper, for the inconvenience these two people have caused, and to assure your correspondents that steps shall be taken to prevent a repetition of the annoyance.  The fact is, that both of them are so rarely out of Bedlam at the same time that I had not realised the necessity for keeping them apart, nor the danger of their amalgamation, but they shall be kept in separate coaches in future, and I can only express my sincere regret for the mischief and trouble they have caused.

     I am,

     Yours, etc.,

     THE INSTIGATOR.

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A correspondent writes to know if any of our readers can solve the following problem for her:—­“‘A’ starts on a seven days’ journey with eighty-seven horses, he loses two, one of which he finds next day, and at the end of the week has 110 horses.”  The enquirer has searched through her “Hamblin Smith” but can find no honest method of solution.

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