Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1893-11-18

messages followed each other from the
PRESIDENT. to which grateful responses were
naoe: constant visits were exchanged and
my limited assortment of Spanish secured
anu poiished up to the very danger point;
| serehaoes were given by the surprisingly
sooo military band Of the post and their
| NnoiviouaI musical whistles appropriately
| molstened by the recipient, as is the GUS
tom among all civilized people similarly
exposed Gen. Ordonez. the soldierly COM
ma aahoan,e; Gen: Alvarado. the customs Off
| Sei, auu COL Brannon, an American, who
mao nved many years in these countries
ana is one of the most brilliant and enter
.aining takers 1 ever met. were untiring
| In tneir pleasant attentions and all went
merry. The first night on shore I am sure
| Will never be forgotten by a young English
nihlns engineer who shared my room with
s hs IN the hotel not ! gave him what I con-
| sioereo TO be fairly correct description
OF the mosquito" as promised to us in
Amapala, and of which he had never heard
before, but I failed to impress him and dis
missing the trifing matter with a wave of
his hand. he assured me he would sleep
soundly as he was very tired. Poor fellowl
not one wink did he sleep the long, long
weary night, nor did I fare much better.
to arrange novel combination Of under
clothing and rubber overcoat so as to
breathe through the sleeve "a very sultry
hlsh.9' asked him kindly. how goes it,
| silently submitted himself again to the tor
ture. had him at disadvantage-he was
a church member and couldn't swear, but
he hadn't the heart to rebuke me for GER
tain things said for both of us that pain
full night
Dangers of the Trim.
We learned some interesting things of
the trip yet to be made to the capital; II
was the rainy season, the roads, rivers and
mountain streams almost impossible II
not dangerous. accommodations poor, and
| considerable doubt as to the procurement of
good mules! Well! the capital would not
come to Amapala. I must visit 1t, and SO /
persisted with calm assumption of in
difference well calculated to deceive
A charming ride around among the near
est islands was given me in the government
steam yacht, exhibiting in all its magnifi-
cence the grandeur OF this noble harbor a
delightful memory never to be effaced. All
road party. and after "adios'' visits upon
our many generous friends, officers, con-
suls, and merchants. we embarked our
selves and "impedimenta" in the same lit
tie steamer, TO take us to San Lorenzo, the
rendezvous on the mainland. A crowd of
jolly gentlemen were on the little pier to
see us on, embracings followed, cautions
instructions, and advice We're given, boxes
or "nourishment' wet and dry) were put
on board, a farewell telegram from the
president gave us God speed" a party of
merchants presented us with a huge bum
die closely rolled and tied mot to be open-
ed till on shore at San Lorenzo" the big
whistle (out of all proportion to the boat or
the occasion) jerked us violently on board.
we cast on at noon Of a perfect day. and
away We went from pleasant a party Of
companionable gentlemen as il was ever
my good fortune to meet But not all OF
them remained behind! Oh, MOI large and
active committee on good cheer accom-
panied us on the steamer. Officers who car
RED corkscrews and knew their use citi-
zens who knew the exact location of every
Kind OF supply on board,-gentlemen who
knew how to eat and drink and persuade
their neighbors, foreign and domestic to
stay right up with the head of the process
sion, and deuce take the hindmost-'
The trip on this little steamer was sur
passingly lovely! Running east awhile and
then north among the many isles Ct
Beauty We passed one famous as the re-
sort of myriads Of a peculiar kind of bird.
and shot being fired into its dense To-
llage the air was fairly darkened with
clouds of its startled residents We passed
the telegraph wire connecting Amapala
with the mainland, and there was quite an
embarrassing uncertainty to whether
Guided 1t in our q. stem of "salutes" and
Satan-like, it quickly got behind us San
Lorenzo. some thirty miles away was
reached little after o'clock that after
noon just In the nick of time as the sup
plies wouldn't have lasted half an hour
longer without drawing on the road re- |
serves We quickly disembarked that the |
steamer might at once return to Amanda
with as much daylight as possible (dreadinp
another tussle in the dark with the telegraph
wire), and depositing the mysterious bum
ole on the ground in the center Of our cir
Gle, 1t was opened with the usual cere-
monies" A piece of ice.-positiyely ice,
piece about the size OF my fist the last
IN the republic OF Honduras. procured from
Ine costa Rica, and religiously nursed |
and saved in anticipation of this supreme
moment! There wasn't enough Of IL to 20
round. the natives didn't care much for n
anyway, and so We Joined hands and
S;at e wild farewell around it and its
IKE for many drouthy day, AS It rapidly |
yielded its luscious GOODNESS to the tropicaI /
sun, there was fond and final touching
OF glasses. tin cups. and gourds. "Adios,
steamer folded to it's bosom the Hondu-
ranian committee on hilarity" as a hen
gathereth her chickens. and they passed
away nke tale that is told. And this
was San Lorenzo! Surely he was but an
amateur saint who loaned so much holy
name to so small a place! One residence
occupied by an Englishman with his native
wife and babies, several native huts an old
abandoned salt works and two large u.ra-
houses for the storing OF mining suppIies
Tor the interior. only this and nothing
more! Large pieces Of mining machinery
We're scattered about, but how they got
them up country was far more surprisinp
later when knew what the roads were
A little supper. an interview with m,,,as
ana men ana baggage: and / took a stroll
place The low trees around us were o.
cupied by scores of chatterine narrots
wasting far better Spanish than I coniS
talk hanging birds nest was on the
porch 1iled with complaining little orphans
the solemnity OF great mountains surround
ca us on every side. and the silence became
all the more distinct for the few voices dis
tnrbing It Daylight faded and the day end
ed shortly as IT, like a minor tune II uas
bitten on IN the middle and with a cow
passionate thought of tomorrow's mule 7
stretched myself on a bed harder than the
way OF at least an ordinary transgressor
Tor my first nights sleep on the real srra
enough mainland OF historic Honduras tba |
stored land Of depths! WIG
DANIEL MACAIrIEy |