our goal. As we started, he who had recognized
the bust of Jesus insisted upon accompanying us a
way for friendship, and on the journey made various
wise remarks regarding the busts. Hardly had we
started when our men again rebelled; they would not
make the journey for the price agreed upon, the risk
was too great; they must be paid more, if they went
at all. I felt that patience had ceased to be
a virtue. Telling them that we would no longer
go ahead, we ordered them to take up their burdens
and precede us, at the same time threatening to shoot
them, if they stopped without permission. After
marching along in this new order for a time, they
indicated a desire to parley. They would carry
their burdens to the foot of the hill, where they would
leave them by the brook-side. We could then go
on to the village of San Pedro and send back carriers
to bring them. To this proposition we gave no
encouragement. The descent was abrupt. At
the bottom was a fine brook, with a hanging bridge
of vines swinging from tree to tree across it.
Here we stopped to drink the fresh cool water, cut
some sugar-canes, catch butterflies, and take views.
One of the trees from which the vines hung was a perfect
mass of ferns, orchids and bromelias of many kinds.
On the great slope back of us, toward the gap through
which the brook had broken, were great cliffs of massive
rock; otherwise the whole mountain slope was a sheet
of richest green. The ascent was long and difficult,
and the party went slowly, with many rests. It
was amusing, how, even at this distance, as we mounted
the slope, we could hear the constant beating of the
mapaho in the village behind us, as if in rejoicing
at our departure. As we neared the summit, our
carriers again made signals of a desire to converse.
They would fulfill their whole duty, and would carry
their burdens to the town-house in San Pedro, but
would we have the kindness, from here on, to take the
lead? Oh, yes, we answered, we would take the
lead, and they should see that nothing would happen.
No one would harm us; we were not about to die.
To make a favorable impression, we asked for a drink
of water at the first house we came to, and passed
a greeting with the few men, women and children whom
we met on our way into town. The greater part
of the population was at church, where we found a
service in progress, and we were obliged to wait until
it was over before we saw the town officials.
I told the secretario to summon the town government
to the municipal-house, which was a small affair,
no more than 15 or 18 by 20 feet, with walls of lashed
poles and a palm roof. A narrow bench ran around
the four sides, and two tables, one long and one short
one, set at right angles, occupied the greater portion
of the open space. A long wide bench was placed
alongside of the larger. At one end there was
a santo, in a little shrine decorated with
flowers and leaves. A little fire was built upon
the floor, over which wax was melting, in which candles
were being dipped.