MISSOURI BOTANICAL GARDEN BULLETIN 103 
‘That. sounds very nice, but we have allowed you to stop fre- 
quently for your blamed orchids and now that you have found 
something decent to eat you even want to take that away.’ 
Three against one was too much for me, so the large-fruited 
raspberries were lost to science. I afterwards found that the 
natives called these ‘moras.’ 
‘‘After finishing our costly (to me) dessert we started to 
descend to Armenia which we could see in the distance but alas 
a few hours’ hard ride away. The progress seemed to be some- 
what slow so we spurred our horses ahead ; otherwise we would 
have had to stay in the mountains for the night. Just before 
dusk, with the town in the distance, our leader said we would 
have to speed on to make the town. My horse evidently had 
usually led the pack-trains because he made speed only when 
in the lead, so we were placed at the head. We started down 
grade on a half-way decent road at full speed. The 
Virginian, who was bringing up the rear, and who earried 
a revolver, decided to pull off a little Wild West show by 
the aid of his gun. The horses, evidently not used to such 
demonstrations, became somewhat frightened and increased 
their speed. This would have been to our liking had not 
my horse suddenly collapsed after one of these spurts. The 
only things I remember were flying hoofs and having the 
presence of mind to turn out of the way of the mule which 
was following. Before my friends could dismount I was up 
and helping the horse. The Ecuadorean came up as white 
as a sheet and started feeling my legs and arms to see if any 
bones were broken. My friends said that my horse turned 
two somersaults and I turned three. It was evidently a lucky 
eseape for me. If any bones had been broken it would have 
meant waiting for expert treatment until we reached the far- 
off town of Panama. However, I received nothing worse than 
abrasions on knee, hip, and elbow. The horse could not he 
ridden the second day. 
“We eventually arrived at Armenia without any further 
mishaps. After a hard day’s ride‘over trails averaging four 
to six feet in width, with a drop of 7,000 feet on the side, we 
were ready for a good night’s sleep. We put up at a very com- 
fortable hotel, which fortunately possessed a shower bath, and 
retired early for a much-needed rest. However, immediately 
across the street, a recently imported player piano and billiard 
