The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-07-06

directly through the bed Of a river whose |
clear waters, not deep, but rapid, loaned |
noisily along over the rocks.
When once in the valley, no words can |
tell the beauty and Insurance of the tropi- |
cal vegetation in solltudes where Near to
Natures Heart is not an empty idea.
There were groves of wild banana trees,
whose broad leaves of brightest green are
each large enough for a tent: towering
palms of many species, wonderful orchids,
shining foliage, beautiful flowers and cnor
nous ferns whose perfect fronds waved
high above our heads. And then the birds
of brilliant plumage parrots, macaws,
paroqnets-the monkeys chatterlng among
the trees, gorgeous butterflies, as large as
the palm of your hand, beetles dressed in
green and blue and gold, and other won
ders encountered at every step.
A portion of the highway to Yungas'
capital is a mere foot path running through
the coffee groves of private plantations,
and
BETWEEN ORANGE AND LIME TREES
crowded so closely together as to rake off
our hats with their branches, and render
imminent the fate of Absalom. The lower
hillsides are mostly laid out in terraced
slopes, for the cultivation of cocoa, the
great industry of the valley. Except in
| two or three villages. there are few hablta
lions in all this distance. but those of In
dians-these latter are generally OF the
ARREST structure, being poles stuck into the
ground, matched with grass, and walled
with giant fern leaves closely interviewer.
"Where every prospect pleases, and only
man is vile,' might well be sung of Yum
gas.
There are many grottos, or miniature
caverns by the wayside, formed by springs
or waterfalls forcing their way through
heaped-up boulders where every inch oil
rock is thickly covered with the most beau
tiful MOSES and delicate maiden-h hair ferns
overhung by gigantic fronds and brilliant
flowers. Passing one of these, we saw in
side number of haltnaked Indian womer
washing their clothes in the clear cascade
: while their lazy lords sat by circulating
sun jugs and bottles among themselves
1t happened at the moment that the docto
and were tagging in the rear and as w
rode by the customary 'Buenoss sdias'
(good day. on our part, and MANIA OF
theirs were exchanged--the latter word no
meaning mother, as might be inferred, bu
, in Quichua language,
. A TOKEN OF GREETING AND RESPECT.
4 To our surprise, up sprang three of the In
: dams calling on us to stop, and who, L
/ spite of all our efforts at speed, kept almos
o within reach of US. Up hill and down w
went a mile or more, Until, in a particula
, | Dad piece OF rOau Wnefc Tile LdrroW Urd
d had not only the usual precipiece on on
} side and wall of rock on the other, br
Il turned an abrupt curve that hid us frol
d sight of our companions, we were stoppe
e short by the hand of an Indian grasping tn
l. bride of each mule.
e Naturally, we imagined them to be pal
It of robber gang; but while the doctt
is fumbled in his saddle bags for pis5
L which was not there, the third Indian, wit
G the lowest of salaans held up bottle an
" tiny glass and humbly insisted on drinkir
k healths with US. To resist their drunlSe
n caprice would have been folly, SO we be
put the dirty glass to our lips with d.
n ceremony and Salad (to your health),
course, without tasting the beverag
whatever it may have been, and the
as whipping up our weary nags, we toss'
X some small coin to the convivial Quichua
is and left them happy by the wayside
Id FANNIE B. WARD.