Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1913-12-18
FROM BARABOO
TO BUCARAMANGA
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safe passage that all else was forgotten.
Given plenty of time, L knew my
morse would feel his way ias safely
down any mountain, IS the best long
q lFed beast. Horses are not consid-
cred so valuable as burros and mules
for this sort of travel.
We were down, at last, without acc
dent, and everyone drew a breath of
ueIief. Another problem confronted
us. We had the Black river to ford
and although sort of ford is con-
aGEucted on the river bed, it was a
dangerous proceeding. Mr.. Williams
lock Newell in his arms on bis mule
and managed to get across safely, wet
sing both feet thoroughly, so deep was
The water. Leaving Newell on the OPP
posiCe bank, he forced his dripping
mule 20 go back and carry Margaret
across. Then [ brought up the rear,
leading Neweil's mule. When Mr..
Williams asked Ramon how he intend
ed 60 Cross, be replied that he would
qsatiTeIy undress, put his clothes and
rzze basket on his head and he believed
tsG&t he could keep his head, basket
anG all above water. SO we went on
s8CZG lett him to do it. Almost imme-
dIa62Iy We crossed the other river on a
suspension bridge and waited at the
INN where we had Ramon's breakfast
ready for aim when he had dressed
s82C 0Vertaken us. | had never seen
gbhrs part of the road before as it was
considered impossible for the men to
ge"~rT litter over the river and up that
ridge Of mountain and we had gone
roundabout way year ago.
Crawling up the Trail
& An hour later found us crawling up
che white trails by the side of the God
Eiver, AS we looked back at the trail
we had come we could discern a row
aof ants tOiling down, each with his
burden on his back. Mr.. Williams
said chat by counting them he had
convinced himself that they were the
mules with our baggage and that he
could not hope that they would all
zsCCss the Black river without losing
something and wetting everything.
He had warned some men at the inn
TO be on the watch for them and to
render aid in helping them across.
Home at Last
After this we had no more steep
climbing nor breathIess descents. We
eIuug to the narrow ledge of the
mountain and constantly went TO
sneet the Gold river which W never
sany less beautiful than it looked to US
when we caught that first glimpse of
1T This road was tiresemely familiar
to MF. Williams for he has been hold |
Dug Monday night service each week |
d0 the city of Rio Negro, just around
Mhe bend of the river from where we
crossed 1t. We plodded on in tne heat
until we saw the white walls of Buca- |
Tsmsnga, squatting on the little plain.
''0h, what dirty, dirty place."
w SIS my first thought when we at last
aauteTed the streets of our town. We
dGGnd our hands full those first days |
All the trunks were more or less wet.
tSooe of them were wet from the canoe |
Q1ays. Can you imagine what that
GneanC to the clothing inside them in
ahis heat? In our effort TO save and
Tedeem from mildew we had no
chance to grow lonely, the first week,
sae least
We have everY reason to be thank
Iul that we arrived so safely. Not a
days illness on the part Of either of
gke children, no fever, in spite of the
&est chat the mosquitoes could do
and no accident of any sort. Aud,
TOO, we are grateful to all friends,
either In America or Columbia. who
have interested themselves in our trip.
Mrs. Maude Newell Williams.
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