Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1912-02-22
Hoods SarsapariIIa

Get 1t today In usual IQuld form or
chocolated tablets called SarSatabS.
altho for the most part it had swift,
noisy flow, yet presented to US many
different aspects. When we finally
left it, it was quietly slipping thru a
wooded valley, apparently having re-
covered from the fury of its early am
billions, which were forcing it on such
a mad race in the cary morning. Over
its banks, in the late afternoon, were
nodding tall trees in some places bow
ing so profoundly that their branches
intertwiued with those Of their friends
oa the other side of the rivers low
banks. From the river, we toiled up
the steep side OF the bare mountain,
every minute in danger of sliding to
the bottom on the slippery sand which
formed the insecure road-bed No
signs of habitation, nor of water greet
ed our tried eyes, as we still, wound
YEARLY up the slope. And night was
coming on. We knew that we could
not make the next village that night,
because the cargo-mules were nearly
exhausted. But we hoped to find
shelter and food. At every lone hut
we did find, we asked always the same
question. "Is there anything here for
the horses an! mules to eat or to
drink?" 1t was dark, and the road
had thus become impossible, because
of its unstable nature, when at last
we were told that the ANIMALS could be
turned into pasture where there was
water, and some weeds growing, and
that some sugar-cane would be cut for
them. But tn re was no chance for
anything for us, and we had been two
days without a meal-with only the
meagrest of lunches. We had the
usual soup-cubes, and the usual luck
with them-pure salt. For our dinner
1 prep, red some of this briny soup,
and we a'e small piece of the gravel
ly bread with it. Even Newell was
reduced by hunger TO try some of it.
and proceeded TO bed This time we
were less fortunate than we had been
the night before. There was but
one room "A the dirty hut, an three
mule-driverS two Others had also
stopped on their way down the hilD
with the family of five-one a para
letic and one with the usual goitor
neck all arranging their beds in the
room. We took TO the mountain-side,
but it was impossible to find a square
foot of hillside that was level, and we
could not go into the little valley
with the animals, for mosq tito - had
settled thick in all the low places. So
we spread out the mattress, lung a
hammock over it, and arranged our
long rubber cap9S over tn 1t to MAKE
some kind of a shelter. TIL re we slept,
we'll, or won have done so if our
neighbors OF the hut had been quieier.
M. Williams said he did rot object to
eeping out doors, but, being DalI1-
La man, he was not accustomed TO
slipping up and down hillside all
night long, al d was not expert in
rolling in two directions at once.
For breakfast attempted to make
a little cocoa, but as had only water,
and the sugar was lost, it was not an
apr citing beverage. Still we called
it break fast, and mounted early. A
long, hot, dus ty scramble brought us
to the foot of the mountain, and we
hurried along as best we could in the
rough trail, until we reached village
The neatest little garden stood just on
the outskirts Of this town, then long
narrow lane, sharp climb between
two high walls, and we were in the
main street of the town We went
straight to the one "hotel," and order
ed dinner, as good as possible and in
the shortest possible time. We waited
one hour and a half for the meal,
which was no banquet, either. But it
was good Colombian meal, and the
place one of the ,neatest | have ever
seen in the country, where all are
dirty. The horses had shelltd corn
so all of US took on a new lease of life.
MRS. MAUDE NEWELL WILL
LIAMS. Apartado II, Bucaramanga,
Santander, Colombia South America.
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