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estanco, drinking aguardiente. The men were dressed alike, 
with palm-tree hats, white calico jackets and trousers, the 
latter often rolled up to the thigh on one leg, as is the fashion 
in this part of the world. Nearly all were barefooted. 
Having breakfasted off tortillas and cheese, we continued 
our journey, and crossed two rivers running to the eastward ; 
then ascended a high and rocky range, along the top of which 
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the path lay. We took this mountain-path to avoid some 
very bad swamps that we were told we should encounter if 
we went by the main road. The mountain range was bare 
and bleak, but we had a fine view over the surrounding 
country. Opposite to us, on the other side of a wide valley, 
was a similar range to that along which we were travelling, 
the sides partly wooded and partly cleared for planting maize. 
We passed several Indian huts with grass-thatched roofs, 
and met a party of Indians travelling down the mountain 
in single file, each man carrying his bow and arrows. They 
